<?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-9047743323131766258</id><updated>2012-02-01T11:42:55.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulrich's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-713080047269949838</id><published>2012-02-01T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:42:55.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Mouthed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite the crazy hair and crusty face looks innocent enough right? Well you're WRONG! Miss Delilah AKA the Honeybadger {'cuz she just don't care} has a potty mouth. Oh Ya. Ok well not really. She is a little behind on her speech actually. But, just this week she has really started to say more. I have to tell you first, that Delilah LOVES buttons and switches. When she sees one she wants to push she would just point and get all&amp;nbsp;excited&amp;nbsp;about it. I would then pick her up and say "Button?" Well, the little miss has caught right on...sorta. The other day we are walking down the hall and D excitedly starts to exclaim, "Butt! Butt! Butt!" I didn't know what she was talking about, I mean did my butt really look that much bigger that day? Then she got frustrated and reverted to the the pointing. Ohhhhhh You want to push a BUTT-on. I get it. Ha. Now whenever she sees a button..."BUTT!?!" I have to admit, it's pretty cute to hear a sweet little voice say that word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jQAquVCH7E/TymTcEi-YgI/AAAAAAAAE_k/2FmdtSAEI28/s1600/DSC03435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jQAquVCH7E/TymTcEi-YgI/AAAAAAAAE_k/2FmdtSAEI28/s320/DSC03435.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Remember when the B man would count by saying, "A**, *SS, A*S!"? {can you figure that out?} Who knows where he picked that up. But he was about D's age when he started counting like that. So glad he grew out of that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here is a classic Brock face. &amp;nbsp;All that's missing is his signature eye roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxr4CTjjoAo/TymTbexY-xI/AAAAAAAAE_c/tK7IwNlDicc/s1600/DSC03421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxr4CTjjoAo/TymTbexY-xI/AAAAAAAAE_c/tK7IwNlDicc/s320/DSC03421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-713080047269949838?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/713080047269949838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=713080047269949838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/713080047269949838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/713080047269949838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2012/02/potty-mouthed.html' title='Potty Mouthed'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jQAquVCH7E/TymTcEi-YgI/AAAAAAAAE_k/2FmdtSAEI28/s72-c/DSC03435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5430468306251010439</id><published>2012-01-27T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:13:40.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut the Front Door!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She's blogging again?!?! Well, I don't know about again....but yes, I am back at it...for the time being... As we are all the way over here in MN I really should be better at this. I know you all miss us to pieces. And we miss you too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been in MN over 6 months now. I can't believe that the time went by so fast. That's a good thing. Maybe the remaining 5 1/2 years will fly by too. {HA} All things considered, MN hasn't treated us too bad. We have the sweetest neighbors. Brock has made some fun new friends. Mom and Dad have even ventured out and made a few new friends. It's so much harder for adults to break out of their shells and meet new people. &amp;nbsp;I have been going to the same gym multiple times a week since we moved here and just a few days ago I finally met and actually &lt;i&gt;talked&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to some of the other regulars. It was nice. Residency has been good to us too. I feel like we get to see Tim pretty often. He is home for dinner most nights. The hardest part is when he has to work weekends. Which happens a lot. Then I start to feel like my days just melt on into the other and there is no&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;or end to my week. And don't even get me going on church. Not easy going by yourself, but Delilah just started nursery and it's AMAZING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In all of Rochester, MN and it's glory, nothing seemed to compared to the winter...uh...what? This year we have been so lucky with the weather. It didn't really SNOW till mid January. And I loved it. The long period with out snow, that is. Brock, however, got a "Sic" {to borrow the&amp;nbsp;vernacular&amp;nbsp;from the kids at the local sled hill} sled for Christmas and has been chomping at the bit to ride it. This last Monday, Tim had a rare day off and we all bundled up and headed to the hill. Brock was so excited. D was annoyed that she looked a little plump in her snow suit and couldn't walk very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5qTEtN8Zow/TyLkFNMIe2I/AAAAAAAAE9c/VYyuZttN4_E/s1600/DSC03383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5qTEtN8Zow/TyLkFNMIe2I/AAAAAAAAE9c/VYyuZttN4_E/s320/DSC03383.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"No Mom, this is not a picture moment!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HVbF8wYyzM/TyLkFqT40fI/AAAAAAAAE9k/XCDZkx8AmFA/s1600/DSC03384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HVbF8wYyzM/TyLkFqT40fI/AAAAAAAAE9k/XCDZkx8AmFA/s320/DSC03384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Lemme go!" Alas, not cute pictures for the 2 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UxIg1yIOj4/TyLkF4J3RdI/AAAAAAAAE9s/8KJ2X29tFVc/s1600/DSC03397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UxIg1yIOj4/TyLkF4J3RdI/AAAAAAAAE9s/8KJ2X29tFVc/s320/DSC03397.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here come D and T down the hill on her sled. She did like the actual sledding part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMd_DqXG-c0/TyLkGWc8_XI/AAAAAAAAE90/_4knCMmCnf8/s1600/DSC03399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMd_DqXG-c0/TyLkGWc8_XI/AAAAAAAAE90/_4knCMmCnf8/s320/DSC03399.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zBAKxGvHDk/TyLkGmgwdDI/AAAAAAAAE98/HEoxwi5-_gA/s1600/DSC03402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zBAKxGvHDk/TyLkGmgwdDI/AAAAAAAAE98/HEoxwi5-_gA/s320/DSC03402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUQIXvFrrTs/TyLj_uUbpaI/AAAAAAAAE8s/ElFc9mUumPc/s1600/DSC03347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUQIXvFrrTs/TyLj_uUbpaI/AAAAAAAAE8s/ElFc9mUumPc/s400/DSC03347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Does this sled make me look fat?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zrniGOOm1s/TyLj_gOSLsI/AAAAAAAAE84/Scixi0SVvR8/s1600/DSC03360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zrniGOOm1s/TyLj_gOSLsI/AAAAAAAAE84/Scixi0SVvR8/s400/DSC03360.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escape!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_S5dnlbYBc/TyLkAAKr1DI/AAAAAAAAE9E/9GdGXK87okw/s1600/DSC03373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_S5dnlbYBc/TyLkAAKr1DI/AAAAAAAAE9E/9GdGXK87okw/s400/DSC03373.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brock and his awesome sled. He is the envy of the hill. That is for dang sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SKeM3CTYoc/TyLkAU09RcI/AAAAAAAAE9U/CrD9ygq6YvA/s1600/DSC03378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SKeM3CTYoc/TyLkAU09RcI/AAAAAAAAE9U/CrD9ygq6YvA/s400/DSC03378.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun. Brock would have stayed all day, but D was cold and tired. I need to try and find her some water proof gloves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And just because she is cute-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPGLfx0MieM/TyLkNgTmi_I/AAAAAAAAE-E/Wy8GbxwKAYQ/s1600/DSC03334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPGLfx0MieM/TyLkNgTmi_I/AAAAAAAAE-E/Wy8GbxwKAYQ/s320/DSC03334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last time I blogged was basically a year ago. D was 6months and now she it 18 months! Crazy. she is a total little pill however. Don't let that picture fool ya. Her favorite word is "NO!" and I hear it alot! She also likes to sing. And because The Biebs AKA Justin Bieber is a favorite in this house, she can now sing the "baby, bay, baby OHHHHHH" part of the&amp;nbsp;chorus. It's pretty cute. I need to get a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brock is still the sweetest boy ever. Like seriously. He is just so good. We made banana bread the other day and he said " Oh Momma, I love this banana bread! Thanks SO much for making it!" I don't think he could be any sweeter. I hope it never changes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5430468306251010439?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5430468306251010439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5430468306251010439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5430468306251010439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5430468306251010439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2012/01/shut-front-door.html' title='Shut the Front Door!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5qTEtN8Zow/TyLkFNMIe2I/AAAAAAAAE9c/VYyuZttN4_E/s72-c/DSC03383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-345705919420804033</id><published>2011-01-31T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:03:46.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is it that Delilah is already 6 months old? Wasn't it just last week that I was over due? Wasn't it just a few days ago that I was complaining of C-Section pain? And wasn't it just yesterday that I was cuddling my sweet newborn and smelling her hair? It's scary how fast time can pass sometimes. Well, her she is on her big half birthday. She wouldn't smile. This is as good as it gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKrOhhh-I/AAAAAAAADz8/YOEM_lTVHbc/s400/DSC00668.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501570760443874" /&gt;Delilah is such a stoic little person. She is not at all like Brock, who would smile his face off for anybody. Stranger or not, that kid never stopped smiling. Delilah is just more reserved I guess. She does smile though, if you do this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKsipinYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/snNZAnpUbVE/s400/DSC00690.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501593342647682" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKrzv_b2I/AAAAAAAAD0M/j5Y_zS0Co0E/s400/DSC00686.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501580753235810" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKrVBZTkI/AAAAAAAAD0E/vZmmdPYM7Gw/s400/DSC00685.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501572504735298" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;Chuck her high in the sky! A few things about Missy D are- she has a lovie. She sleeps with it snuggled up by her face every night. She is somewhat mobile. She rolls all over the place to get to her toys. She loves tummy time. Delilah isn't great at sitting though. We try to practice sitting up and she just arches her back and wants to stand. We are still working on that. Still no teeth, but we have tried some solids. She like cereal and sweet potatoes ok. She really love those Gerber puff things. That is all we have tried, although she is always grabbing at our food. She still refuses a bottle. We are really trying to get her to take one, Tim and I would like to have a little vacation, but can't unless she caves and takes the bottle! Delilah loves to sleep at night, but not durning the day. I have given up on trying to get her on a schedule. Brock had a solid nap schedule, but nothing doing with her. I put her down when she is sleepy and... well she usually just cries. Thank goodness for 6:30 bedtime!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKy3MZ42I/AAAAAAAAD0k/A_NenSxfrmU/s1600/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKy3MZ42I/AAAAAAAAD0k/A_NenSxfrmU/s1600/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKy3MZ42I/AAAAAAAAD0k/A_NenSxfrmU/s400/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501701936800610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And because no post would be complete with out the B man, here he is with his favorite train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKs-X1XlI/AAAAAAAAD0c/_ZfqnmMKiDw/s1600/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKs-X1XlI/AAAAAAAAD0c/_ZfqnmMKiDw/s400/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568501600784571986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-345705919420804033?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/345705919420804033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=345705919420804033&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/345705919420804033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/345705919420804033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2011/01/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TUdKrOhhh-I/AAAAAAAADz8/YOEM_lTVHbc/s72-c/DSC00668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-2129213568987355765</id><published>2011-01-25T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:54:36.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Popular</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm having one of those days. Ya know, the one that starts much too early? The one where it's noon and I'm still in my jammies? The one where Brock wants to be my best friend forever and never leave my side? Ya, that day. Today. Don't get me wrong, I love my little BFF, to the moon and BACK, but sometimes a mother just needs a little space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrIORwAI/AAAAAAAADyA/FX6w7AnbpCE/s400/DSC00514.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566192594650775554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Brock entertaining Delilah. He is good at that and she LOVES him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lately Tim and I have been talking about Brock's TV time. Does he watch too much? Is he going to warp his brain? Will he become obese?!? It's true. TV is the #1 cause of childhood obesity! Before we sat down and talked about it I thought he didn't watch too much. B's TV time went like this- and hour of cartoons in the am while eating breakfast, a movie in the afternoon during "naps" and then Tim comes home and Brock usually watches whatever Dad watches {football, barf}. So that adds up... fast. More that I thought anyway. So we decided to cut morning TV. We listen to Disney Radio on Pandora instead. It's working great. 'Cept one little thing... Brock wants to hang out with Mom a lot more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrxtYkfI/AAAAAAAADyQ/4pHlTNUJmdE/s1600/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrxtYkfI/AAAAAAAADyQ/4pHlTNUJmdE/s1600/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrxtYkfI/AAAAAAAADyQ/4pHlTNUJmdE/s400/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566192605787099634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Helping" Mom figure out the new lightbox for photography. No this isn't how you use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love spending time with the little man. But somethings are just easier alone. Like making cinnamon rolls. Brock loves to help me bake. I usually don't mind, but today he turned the mixer on a little too early and a little to fast and well, flour went all over my kitchen. Then I was cleaning it up, he is again trying to help and I ended up getting kicked in the face. Twice. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WqqmVreI/AAAAAAAADxw/CYbG76udNpI/s400/DSC00438.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566192586698632674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; trying to get a picture of Delilah rolling over...so Brock is also trying to get a picture of Delilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And here is where the internal debate begins. Oh it would just be so much easier to turn on the tube and let him veg out. AKA so I can veg out {or clean, fold laundry, go to the bathroom in peace}. But, if I let him watch a cartoon will his brain turn to slush? I mean what really goes on up there anyway? {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;please see below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrfXW6ZI/AAAAAAAADyI/xr3VSSo_jxw/s1600/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrfXW6ZI/AAAAAAAADyI/xr3VSSo_jxw/s1600/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrfXW6ZI/AAAAAAAADyI/xr3VSSo_jxw/s400/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566192600862878098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after a little thought and after tripping over him twice while trying to put towels away, I myself threw in the towel and decided to turn something on. Word World. At least it's educational right? He knows all his letters and their sounds, maybe he'll learn to read too. I think it may be ok to indulge his television habit every once in a while. But only with good stuff, educational stuff. Which is hard because Spongebob is just so captivating. But sometimes, just sometimes, mom needs a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WqyC_7ZI/AAAAAAAADx4/vjMJGOIX0Yw/s1600/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WqyC_7ZI/AAAAAAAADx4/vjMJGOIX0Yw/s400/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566192588697890194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do love my little buddy to pieces though. When he snuggles up to me and says "I love you, Mom" -all by himself- He could ask for anything. TV and candy all day and I'd gladly oblige {he loves me!}. Good thing he is only 3 and hasn't learned the master power of manipulation yet. But when he does... I'll be in trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-2129213568987355765?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/2129213568987355765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=2129213568987355765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2129213568987355765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2129213568987355765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-popular.html' title='I&apos;m Popular'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TT8WrIORwAI/AAAAAAAADyA/FX6w7AnbpCE/s72-c/DSC00514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-549018448615575491</id><published>2011-01-16T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:34:46.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I am now 26. I am now closer to 30 then to 20. Boo-Hoo. I am growing up so fast! And I don't like it one bit! However, Tim and I did have a fantastic evening out. They are few and far between and most treasured. For my birthday, we decided to go to the melting pot. You can't go to the Melting Pot and not go all out, so that is what we did. The whole 4 course meal!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ever handsome Timothy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO26FTBtWI/AAAAAAAADv0/fcaDdtCppEg/s1600/DSCN2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO26FTBtWI/AAAAAAAADv0/fcaDdtCppEg/s400/DSCN2121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562991073703343458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me {please ignore the grey hairs...} and my.... pokers.... not sure what these are called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO252cRXNI/AAAAAAAADvs/Bat7Jtzdk7A/s1600/DSCN2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO252cRXNI/AAAAAAAADvs/Bat7Jtzdk7A/s400/DSCN2122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562991069715586258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooking our dinner. Tim and I both tried Duck for the first time. It was seriously delish. The shrimp and pepper crusted flank steak weren't too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO25h7ZJYI/AAAAAAAADvk/R-19vEO4vJc/s1600/DSCN2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO25h7ZJYI/AAAAAAAADvk/R-19vEO4vJc/s400/DSCN2126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562991064208975234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They brought this plate out with dessert. They also made me a "cheesey" birthday card, signed by the staff. How thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO25eDwqdI/AAAAAAAADvc/1tK00uQWe8k/s1600/DSCN2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO25eDwqdI/AAAAAAAADvc/1tK00uQWe8k/s400/DSCN2127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562991063170329042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating a banana dipped in the banana's Foster chocolate fondu. This was to die for. I'd had 2 other dessert fondu's at the Melting Pot and this was by far the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO247efyoI/AAAAAAAADvU/8VlR8idEG9k/s1600/DSCN2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO247efyoI/AAAAAAAADvU/8VlR8idEG9k/s400/DSCN2129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562991053887228546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all I had a great birthday! But any day spent with my lovelies is a great day in my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-549018448615575491?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/549018448615575491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=549018448615575491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/549018448615575491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/549018448615575491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTO26FTBtWI/AAAAAAAADv0/fcaDdtCppEg/s72-c/DSCN2121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7708371391933454132</id><published>2011-01-15T14:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:31:03.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is my baby girl old enough for rice cereal? I wish I could put her in the freezer so she would stop growing. Do you think that would work? Any who, we decided to try a little rice cereal because Miss D is constantly grabbing at our food and trying to sneek bites. She has even tasted a variety of sauces. Here is what Delilah thought about cereal-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Really Dad? You're going to share? I've hit the jackpot now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdoVbrjoI/AAAAAAAADuw/nqjEO_6TQNY/s400/DSC00400.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562541068541202050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"C'mon, gimmie, gimmie gimmie!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdoIAhF1I/AAAAAAAADuo/pkCnevc_Irw/s400/DSC00395.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562541064937609042" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Well... that's different..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdonvwH1I/AAAAAAAADu4/ZJ_eTv5xdCk/s400/DSC00401.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562541073457225554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What Mom? What! What am supposed to do with this stuff anyway?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdo3RbAiI/AAAAAAAADvA/QLun2-_rjgE/s400/DSC00403.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562541077624980002" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;And after a few bites and handfuls she was done and ready for a bath. I think she liked it ok. I'm sure it doesn't taste that great, and of course, nothing beats Mommy's milk!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdpGdL_pI/AAAAAAAADvI/AYTPk0Rqq7w/s1600/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdpGdL_pI/AAAAAAAADvI/AYTPk0Rqq7w/s1600/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdpGdL_pI/AAAAAAAADvI/AYTPk0Rqq7w/s400/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562541081700859538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7708371391933454132?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7708371391933454132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7708371391933454132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7708371391933454132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7708371391933454132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-cereal.html' title='First Cereal'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTIdoVbrjoI/AAAAAAAADuw/nqjEO_6TQNY/s72-c/DSC00400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1752954429162505756</id><published>2011-01-14T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:00:14.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dub Thee.... FAILED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welp. Huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a sewing machine for Christmas and have been itching to use it. There are so many tutorials online that make cute stuff. And they make it look "sew" simple. Now, I haven't sewn a thing since like Jr High, and all I did was sew some pj's together. Didn't cut the pattern or prep the machine. SO when it comes to sewing, to say I am coming apart at the seams is an understatement! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enlisted the help of my friend Jo, a seasoned sewer. Under her watchful eye and gentle guiding, I made this-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwVXR_dWI/AAAAAAAADuQ/rrgiDlgztHU/s400/DSC00433.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139420875781474" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;A circle skirt. I think it's pretty cute. And it WAS easy. I thought I was ready to tackle a small project by myself. Boy, was I wrong. I found &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/11/re-purposing-sweater-into-sling-purse.html"&gt;this tut &lt;/a&gt; and thought it looked easy enough. Repurpose and old sweater into a bag. I had 2 old sweaters sitting in my DI pile, so I figured these would work just fine. I decided to try this cream colored sweater first, since I had a feeling the end product wouldn't be stellar. I was getting rid of it because of a small stain. See arrow-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwT8yjc9I/AAAAAAAADtw/91VEM3geSgo/s400/DSC00422.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139396584731602" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;Well, well, well. The first step is to cut. Easy enough, right?!? Nope. Apparently I need to revisit first grade so I can learn to cut straight. - True Story- I did break my right elbow in first grade and had a cast for a very long time. There is a great chance I missed out on cutting straight lines lesson- Not much better even with a ruler and a marker {at this point I kinda figured this bag was never going to see the light of day, but kept plowing on anyway, ya'know just for practice}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwUq8bVhI/AAAAAAAADuA/heMKyxD2rc8/s400/DSC00426.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139408974173714" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. Ugly horrible cutting. And a got a blue mark on my otherwise white computer. Dang you sharpie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwUTXojwI/AAAAAAAADt4/Dbe9XyNFYRA/s400/DSC00425.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139402645835522" /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;Well, this is the best part of the whole ordeal, sewing the straps together. That one spot looks ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwVN4r3MI/AAAAAAAADuI/SKNkhZ9yJeM/s400/DSC00428.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139418353720514" /&gt;And this is as far as I got. There is no hope for this project. Delilah had woken up and was crying, and Brock wouldn't shut up about oatmeal.  I was supposed to sew the brown fabric to the sweater and then flip it inside out {or rightside in??} but, got soooo off while trying to sew it together. As you can see by the bag part under it, well just look-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkj_xMZI/AAAAAAAADug/Hdq5IWyoWmw/s1600/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkj_xMZI/AAAAAAAADug/Hdq5IWyoWmw/s1600/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkj_xMZI/AAAAAAAADug/Hdq5IWyoWmw/s400/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139681987047826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;Yuck what was I thinking?!? I can't sew! Not even close! In my incredibly small defense the sweater I chose was kind of stretchy, so that may have caused the puckering{I'm sure stitch length and tension and that crap could have made a difference, but I really know nothing about all that}, and the ribs are close together and deep, which may have made for difficult cutting.... Maybe I'm trying to down play my failure a little bit...SO I know there are some great sewers who read my little blog. Can you point me in the direction of some easy things to start off with?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkN87s0I/AAAAAAAADuY/GbEvAtbKQeo/s1600/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkN87s0I/AAAAAAAADuY/GbEvAtbKQeo/s1600/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwkN87s0I/AAAAAAAADuY/GbEvAtbKQeo/s400/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562139676069573442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perhaps the other sweater's fate wont be so disastrous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1752954429162505756?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1752954429162505756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1752954429162505756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1752954429162505756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1752954429162505756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dub-thee-failed.html' title='I Dub Thee.... FAILED!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TTCwVXR_dWI/AAAAAAAADuQ/rrgiDlgztHU/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6413598629394531167</id><published>2010-11-30T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:34:34.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Stevie</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks innocent enough right? Just a bunch of change. $1.13 to be exact. There is nothing terribly remarkable about this handful of coins except one thing... It came from our TV. That's right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcQWYaefI/AAAAAAAADj8/w2jQV3rcd7I/s400/DSCN2003.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_5545439952132274674" /&gt;Yesterday afternoon our TV decided it didn't want to turn on. Well, it is 6 years old, I thought and it has done this sort of thing before. I called Tim and he said he would fiddle with it when he got home. Fiddle with it meaning take the back off, blow some air around in there and put it back on. Seriously, this has worked before. So when Tim gets the back off, much to our surprise we find a whole pocket full of change- jammed down the the front of the screen. As surprised as we were, Brock was positively giddy to have his spare change back. Little punk. After shaking and rolling "Stevie" around we managed to get it all loose. Although, whether this was the source of the problem we'll never know because Tim snapped the circuit board trying to put her back together{ On purpose perhaps? We have been eyeing new TVs for a while now}. So RIP Stevie. You were 6 years old -bought right after Tim and I wed, for under $200- and weighed about 800LBs. You survived 7 moves and 4 cities. You will not be missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcXlTOsrI/AAAAAAAADkE/3BLYy3JE3T4/s1600/DSCN2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcXlTOsrI/AAAAAAAADkE/3BLYy3JE3T4/s1600/DSCN2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcXlTOsrI/AAAAAAAADkE/3BLYy3JE3T4/s400/DSCN2004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545440076396147378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO last night Tim went to Costco and bought a shiny new model- heaven forbid he miss a single football game- and we love it. It's hard to get used to a big clear picture though! Christmas came a little early at the Ulrich house I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note, miss Delilah turned 4 months old! How fast the time goes! Here are are few things about her. She weighs 13 LBs and is 24 Inches long. That is the 50%. She is much smaller then Brock was. She loves to eat though. She sleeps from about 6:30pm to 5 or 6 am and then eats and goes back to sleep for a bit. That's nice, but she doesn't sleep in the afternoon, no matter how hard I have tried. I gave up. At least she takes a good morning nap. She is starting to play with toys and can be entertained by he brother Brock for a LONG time. Delilah LOVES Brock. She saves some of her biggest smiles for him and he eats it up. Brock is such a good big brother. We are lucky to have such great kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcLLzf7NI/AAAAAAAADj0/APXdgYao7pM/s1600/DSCN2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcLLzf7NI/AAAAAAAADj0/APXdgYao7pM/s400/DSCN2001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545439863393742034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6413598629394531167?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6413598629394531167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6413598629394531167&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6413598629394531167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6413598629394531167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/11/rip-stevie.html' title='RIP Stevie'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TPVcQWYaefI/AAAAAAAADj8/w2jQV3rcd7I/s72-c/DSCN2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4713333971516857862</id><published>2010-11-18T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:47:00.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be Better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;But probably not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, as I sit carousing through my friends blogs, I decided it's about time I do something about my own. You would think I'd have tons to say, what with a 3 year old and a 3 month old on my hands. Not to mention Tim, that would be a blog all it's own, if I had the energy. Also, there is nothing to do right now since the kids are in bed and Tim is engrossed in the Hunger Games {I love when I'm right}. But, besides all that, I just need to be better at writing stuff down. Brock is such a silly turd {oh, and I have called him this so many times, he now calls me Silly Turd too} that I need to document the things he says and does. So I don't forget. He certainly keeps me on my tippy toes. Just last week Tim was in MN for and interview. On the first day of Tim's trip, Brock locks the door to his bathroom. Which posts a problem for us all since Delilah cant {or won't} nap in her crib- which means she has taken up camp 2-3 times a day in my bathroom. Strange I know she likes the fan or something. So for the first few days I try having her nap in her room. Not working and by the 3rd day {the day of Tim's arrival} I give up and put her in my bathroom. Brock can pee outside, right. Only Tim's not coming home Sat, he got snowed in and wont be home until Sunday night - late. Ya thanks Brock, you made that week a little more interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not all bad though! Just look how cute Delilah is in tights, skirt, and boots. Just ignore the massive wet spot from her constant drooling. And no she is not teething. Just has lots of spit I guess {Silly Turd}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKJY6XpOI/AAAAAAAABOw/t3sdQgwDRGY/s1600/DSCN1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKJY6XpOI/AAAAAAAABOw/t3sdQgwDRGY/s400/DSCN1931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127547948344546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Tim was off on yet another interview {this time in Phoenix this time for a week}, We visited family. Brock and Papa Jay Bird had a great ole time in the leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKJMz4-GI/AAAAAAAABOo/4pKIVZecOf4/s1600/DSCN1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKJMz4-GI/AAAAAAAABOo/4pKIVZecOf4/s400/DSCN1923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127544699943010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Brock got to go trick or treating with Papa Pearson. Here he is dipping his hand in Mee-Maw's candy stash early. It didn't matter though. She only had like 6 trick or treaters. I gave all the chocolate a great home though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKI_qs3wI/AAAAAAAABOg/0-t0vNSrX94/s1600/DSCN1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKI_qs3wI/AAAAAAAABOg/0-t0vNSrX94/s400/DSCN1903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127541171740418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim and I at a BSU game. We got to watch from the top box. It was a little Richie Rich, but we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKIv5DFdI/AAAAAAAABOY/JwrSdRKR17Q/s1600/DSCN1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKIv5DFdI/AAAAAAAABOY/JwrSdRKR17Q/s400/DSCN1829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127536936949202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Brock Story- This boy -Silly Turd- Likes to climb in bed with me and Tim first thing in the morning. Not a big deal usually. But sometimes he gets up early. Too early. And on this day is was too early. So he left to go find cartoons, or so we thought. It was very quiet and we got to sleep in for an extra half hour. Well the reason it was so quiet was because Brock was concentrating as hard as he could to paint his nails. He didn't do such a bad job either, but you should have seen the couch! I cleaned it before I could take a picture. That is my lesson for leaving my things out at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ9HDI0_I/AAAAAAAABOQ/u-s5A9XnXEM/s1600/DSCN1817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ9HDI0_I/AAAAAAAABOQ/u-s5A9XnXEM/s400/DSCN1817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127336994853874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock Story #2- well more like a little clipping- we must go to Costco too much because as Brock was eating some grapes he found some toothpicks and made samples. He was having a grand time until Tim or I actually tried to sample them. That concept is a little fuzzy still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ84anFwI/AAAAAAAABOI/PveIom7H6yE/s1600/DSCN1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ84anFwI/AAAAAAAABOI/PveIom7H6yE/s400/DSCN1816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127333066774274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Brock. He is still a crazy sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ8v2sPyI/AAAAAAAABOA/mZMGM-n3j4E/s1600/DSCN1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ8v2sPyI/AAAAAAAABOA/mZMGM-n3j4E/s400/DSCN1775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127330768633634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Brock. Silly Turd. I just love this smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ8QNZNBI/AAAAAAAABN4/vIerBJU2tas/s1600/DSCN1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ8QNZNBI/AAAAAAAABN4/vIerBJU2tas/s400/DSCN1722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127322273920018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a little old, but here was a family picture on Delilah's blessing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ7_RsZRI/AAAAAAAABNw/qi1KwVWH8-U/s1600/DSCN1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYJ7_RsZRI/AAAAAAAABNw/qi1KwVWH8-U/s400/DSCN1609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541127317728552210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew, ok I solemnly  swear that I will be better at blogging. It's hard because I do the face book thing all the time, but this is better way to remember life's little stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4713333971516857862?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4713333971516857862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4713333971516857862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4713333971516857862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4713333971516857862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-better.html' title='I&apos;ll be Better...'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/TOYKJY6XpOI/AAAAAAAABOw/t3sdQgwDRGY/s72-c/DSCN1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4497351149173487668</id><published>2010-08-27T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:30:26.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So everybody thinks Brock and Delilah look just alike. I don't really see it. So I thought we could do a little comparing. What do you all think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge3rEy5hI/AAAAAAAADZA/B9Py13pHUzc/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 406px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510188085892277778" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge36wk4lI/AAAAAAAADZI/TA8ygvUgNow/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 416px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge36wk4lI/AAAAAAAADZI/TA8ygvUgNow/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510188090102440530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, everything is going well here. Brock is such a great big brother. He is so attentive to his sister. Telling her she is cute, giving her kisses and always wanting to see her "big blue eyes". When she is chilling on the floor or in her baby seat, he loves to sit by her and talk to her. Even reads her stories. And Delilah just LOVES Brock too. Whenever he is near she just stares right at him. I am so lucky to have such great kids. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And her is a shot of me and D. People think she looks just like {sorry once again Tim}. Please excuse the face without make-up. However, please note the blowdried hair. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge3AoN0MI/AAAAAAAADY4/moUptg71kE4/s1600/DSCN1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge3AoN0MI/AAAAAAAADY4/moUptg71kE4/s400/DSCN1545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510188074498117826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a quick side note, we are blessing Delilah Sept 13. If you are able to come leave a comment so I can add you to my email list with all the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4497351149173487668?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4497351149173487668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4497351149173487668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4497351149173487668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4497351149173487668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/08/comparison.html' title='Comparison'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/THge3rEy5hI/AAAAAAAADZA/B9Py13pHUzc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7047128149486940991</id><published>2010-08-03T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:54:12.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Birth"day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I do suppose I owe you all a birth story? It's a pretty good one I guess. I was scheduled to be induced on Thursday the 29th. Believe me, this day was taking it's time getting here! It would be 7 days past the due date. Ugh! On Tuesday, Tim kept saying "this is the day, I just know it. This is the day". I had little belief in that statement. So we went to bed and I was not expecting anything. Well, about 3 am I woke up with contractions. I thought nothing of this since it had been happening all week. They continued on for about an hour and started becoming more regular and stronger. I decided to get up and see if that helped because at this point I still didn't believe I was in actual labor, I'm just not that lucky! Well I stood up, walked the 3 steps to the bathroom and..... Thundercats A-go!!!!!!! my water broke. What a strange feeling! So I woke Tim up and I don't think he believed me until I showed him my wet pants. By the time I had showered, we got a sitter for Brock, and Tim had showered, it was almost 5 am. Tim thought he had all the time in the world. I kept telling him to hurry up. He didn't believe me when I said my contractions were about 3-4 mins apart. And can I just say, OUCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got to the hospital and my contractions were pretty strong. The triage nurse checked me and I was already at a 4. At this point I am begging for my epidural. I'll admit, I don't like pain and contractions are no exception. So they wheel me down to labor and delivery. My contractions are getting stronger and longer. So I ask about that pain medication once again. All that is getting me through the pain is the thought of sweet relief a few mins away. The nurse had to check me again before the epidural, and Whoa! I am at a 7. That's a lot of dilation in 20 mins. Now the nurse is trying to find a head..... nope can't feel a head..... They ask me if she is breech and no, not to my knowledge.... did I feel her turn recently..... nope would have felt that.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the nurse runs off to get an ulrta sound machine. This is when the room turns chaotic. They can't get a hold of my doc {she's teaching aerobics}, contractions are speeding up, and the baby is having "decels" which Tim says means her heart rate was staying low after the contractions. We check the baby with ulrta sound and sure enough she is breech. C-Section! yay! not really. I start bawling right about now because I do not want this, I hadn't planned on it and well the contractions were really starting to bother me. They gave me something to slow the contractions down {relief!!} and wheeled me into OR. Finally, the spinal tap. Oh it felt so nice. Relief, welcome, welcome relief. Well, they never got ahold of my doc, but the on call doc was really nice. Apparently she is known for creating the smallest cut when preforming C-Sections. I guess that's a plus. Once I was numb, it all went pretty quickly. Tim was right by my head the whole time which was great because I needed him there. Right below, we have a newly minted baby girl. Straight out of the womb. Oh and she was breech. Very breech. Has been for a long time. That is why I was carrying so "high" these last couple of weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheW6ifo1I/AAAAAAAADW4/W8xMVL0Z_30/s1600/DSCN1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheW6ifo1I/AAAAAAAADW4/W8xMVL0Z_30/s400/DSCN1350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501250692597130066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being weighed for the first time. She came out with a bang- pooping, peeing and crying crying crying! She weighed 7.6 lbs and was 21.5 inches long. Not too bad for being 6 days over due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFhcWB5p03I/AAAAAAAADWQ/FQAN2wAWLaA/s400/DSCN1358.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501248478370190194" /&gt;She cried until they were done stitching me up and wheeled me into the recovery room. About a half hour. I didn't think she would be hungry because Brock wasn't interested in eating for about 2 days, but we tried it and -bless her- she opened wide and latched right on! A born eater. She was much more content after that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a pretty alert newborn when she is awake. And I just think she is the cutest. My little Delilah Jae~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFhcWvf_ecI/AAAAAAAADWg/2Xkwor6mU88/s400/DSCN1403.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501248490610588098" /&gt;Brock loves her too. He is very proud of his little sister and really likes to be my big helper bringing her diapers and wipes to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFhcWZQB8AI/AAAAAAAADWY/xf1xGEOSm9Q/s400/DSCN1390.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501248484638060546" /&gt;This is Delilah in her going home out fit. I think she wanted to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheWT6x82I/AAAAAAAADWo/7Kq-gxNwd18/s400/DSCN1406.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501250682230010722" /&gt;My parents with my kids. Don't they look cute?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheWjmPHvI/AAAAAAAADWw/ikI3GzuLCIo/s1600/DSCN1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheWjmPHvI/AAAAAAAADWw/ikI3GzuLCIo/s1600/DSCN1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 360px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheWjmPHvI/AAAAAAAADWw/ikI3GzuLCIo/s400/DSCN1419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501250686438809330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it has been a good experience. I really don't ever want another C-Section. The recovery isn't fun. Here is has been a week and I am still very sore. It's hard not to be able to pick Brock up or let him sit on my stomach. Getting out of bed is rough. Our bed is so high. Tim has been really helpful by Bringing Delilah to me at night to eat. Which is only 2x a night, so we can't complain. So far we have adjusted well to having a new baby. Our little family is doing well! I will hopefully keep the blog up better now that I have 2 little kidlets to show off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7047128149486940991?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7047128149486940991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7047128149486940991&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7047128149486940991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7047128149486940991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday.html' title='The &quot;Birth&quot;day'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TFheW6ifo1I/AAAAAAAADW4/W8xMVL0Z_30/s72-c/DSCN1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1715394747912740294</id><published>2010-07-05T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:18:39.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We finally got Tim back this weekend and it's so nice! We missed him tons! A month is a long time with out a Daddy. We have been having a ton of fun since he got home. Washing the car~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOcPxo6PI/AAAAAAAADOM/laxcuvx_tsI/s1600/DSCN1293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOcPxo6PI/AAAAAAAADOM/laxcuvx_tsI/s400/DSCN1293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607511640271090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKObwzCVBI/AAAAAAAADOE/9YjCxt3-RpY/s1600/DSCN1292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKObwzCVBI/AAAAAAAADOE/9YjCxt3-RpY/s400/DSCN1292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607503324632082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the train dept with my parents. Brock wanted to show my parents the train. He loves it! Here at the rocks. Me and my 38 week belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOa6PwEoI/AAAAAAAADN8/wrcjHHfKxQM/s1600/DSCN1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOa6PwEoI/AAAAAAAADN8/wrcjHHfKxQM/s400/DSCN1288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607488681120386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOaQOBKQI/AAAAAAAADN0/3bkVefpOpxs/s1600/DSCN1286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOaQOBKQI/AAAAAAAADN0/3bkVefpOpxs/s400/DSCN1286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607477399562498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOLk8iESI/AAAAAAAADNs/JaHPd75HdoE/s1600/DSCN1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOLk8iESI/AAAAAAAADNs/JaHPd75HdoE/s400/DSCN1283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607225265328418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOLNCzCHI/AAAAAAAADNk/KZZ6dDFQDl4/s1600/DSCN1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOLNCzCHI/AAAAAAAADNk/KZZ6dDFQDl4/s400/DSCN1272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607218849155186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock's birthday was the 4th of July! We had so much fun opening presents with my parents. Here the boys are with the sparklers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOK0ay4AI/AAAAAAAADNc/Z1y0DDCI3wg/s1600/DSCN1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOK0ay4AI/AAAAAAAADNc/Z1y0DDCI3wg/s400/DSCN1269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607212238921730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His favorite presents- Woody and Buzz! He loves these guys. It's cute to see his play. He kept making them kiss though... LOL Don't know where he picked that up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOKPEFt1I/AAAAAAAADNU/bbXfVXZhgqQ/s1600/DSCN1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOKPEFt1I/AAAAAAAADNU/bbXfVXZhgqQ/s400/DSCN1249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607202211575634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He kept telling Tim, open it quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOJuvKlNI/AAAAAAAADNM/xitbp936ZE0/s1600/DSCN1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOJuvKlNI/AAAAAAAADNM/xitbp936ZE0/s400/DSCN1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607193533879506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN1777AAI/AAAAAAAADNE/GD2iuMilIJQ/s1600/DSCN1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN1777AAI/AAAAAAAADNE/GD2iuMilIJQ/s400/DSCN1245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606853479661570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost burned his lips off trying to blow out the candles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN1NTlrkI/AAAAAAAADM8/aLo3u7kl-9g/s1600/DSCN1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN1NTlrkI/AAAAAAAADM8/aLo3u7kl-9g/s400/DSCN1229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606840962461250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so excited about his cake and presents. I had his cake in the fridge because it was so hot in the house and he kept opening the fridge to check on it, show it to Me-mah or Papa. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN0iIhNUI/AAAAAAAADM0/1ojfB98J1rc/s1600/DSCN1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN0iIhNUI/AAAAAAAADM0/1ojfB98J1rc/s400/DSCN1221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606829373306178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN0CxHJrI/AAAAAAAADMs/odLy51T0Ej0/s1600/DSCN1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKN0CxHJrI/AAAAAAAADMs/odLy51T0Ej0/s400/DSCN1220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606820953630386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe Brock is 3 years old now! I have to say that I think the saying Terrible Two's is a farce. Brock was a perfectly pleasant 2 year old. 3? I am not sure what this year will bring. Independence for sure. Brock wants to do everything by himself! Here are a few other things about Brock at this age-&lt;div&gt;- He loves Trains still. Plays with them every single day for hours. Although Woody and Buzz have encroached on that time lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- He is very social. He loves to play with any kids anywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-He is quite talkative. He says the funniest things "Delicious!" "I need you me" "Love you bye bye" "I lost my daddy"  and "my tummy hurts" - only when he wants food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- He loves to help out. He cleans up his toys really well and loves to help sort laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- He loves to sing. He now sings songs to me when he goes to sleep instead of me singing to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a small sample, he is so silly! I love this little boy, he certainly keeps life interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKNzznKblI/AAAAAAAADMk/3T89GHjYQz0/s1600/DSCN1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKNzznKblI/AAAAAAAADMk/3T89GHjYQz0/s400/DSCN1221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606816885370450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1715394747912740294?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1715394747912740294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1715394747912740294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1715394747912740294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1715394747912740294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/TDKOcPxo6PI/AAAAAAAADOM/laxcuvx_tsI/s72-c/DSCN1293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5107515140977032236</id><published>2010-05-17T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:34:26.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Does it Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two times in one month?!?! That's gotta be a record of some sort!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho-- summer seems to have finally set in and we are loving in! I am so glad I we got a house with a back yard, because we spend a good deal of the day and night just out there playing. I got Brock a water gun at the used store and he has had a blast chasing Tim around the yard with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsK6cXveI/AAAAAAAAC_w/4PkHwvt8gfo/s1600/DSCN1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsK6cXveI/AAAAAAAAC_w/4PkHwvt8gfo/s400/DSCN1090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414694462963170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsKveMF8I/AAAAAAAAC_o/nenpnaCdE4U/s1600/DSCN1089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsKveMF8I/AAAAAAAAC_o/nenpnaCdE4U/s400/DSCN1089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414691517798338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock's crazy sleeping continues on. He some how manages to build this train track in the dark on his bed. Then curled up right inside it and passed out. It's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsKRsDsdI/AAAAAAAAC_g/-ElFiLFKbas/s1600/DSCN1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsKRsDsdI/AAAAAAAAC_g/-ElFiLFKbas/s400/DSCN1084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414683522904530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last Sat it was in the 80's!!! LOVING IT!! We had the Harris family over for a BBQ and let the kids run through the sprinklers. Brock loved it. Haylie was a little timid, testing out the water, but both kids ended playing in it for about an hour! It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsJ5o06LI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/zx8bIgpsFuQ/s1600/DSCN1078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsJ5o06LI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/zx8bIgpsFuQ/s400/DSCN1078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414677066901682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsJutf2NI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/LcrpEjZ1K1Q/s1600/DSCN1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsJutf2NI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/LcrpEjZ1K1Q/s400/DSCN1076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414674133702866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr-MB8XgI/AAAAAAAAC_I/Tbi7LH9r3FI/s1600/DSCN1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr-MB8XgI/AAAAAAAAC_I/Tbi7LH9r3FI/s400/DSCN1075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414475845656066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr95kot9I/AAAAAAAAC_A/PMMDBzVUwjE/s1600/DSCN1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr95kot9I/AAAAAAAAC_A/PMMDBzVUwjE/s400/DSCN1072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414470890895314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my mother's Day gift. A bike trailer. We are having so much fun with this! We have been using it 2x a day. Brock and I go in the morning, then we all go in the evening. It is the perfect workout for a pregnant lady too (31 weeks pregnant mind you, 9 more weeks to go!!!) It is low impact, yet gets my heart rate up so I actually feel like I get a work out. I only wish I would have bought one sooner. Doesn't Brock look cute in his helmut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9uV7Y4I/AAAAAAAAC-4/AOdOz7T1TbM/s1600/DSCN1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9uV7Y4I/AAAAAAAAC-4/AOdOz7T1TbM/s400/DSCN1068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414467876414338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we went to Clarie's school carnival. Brock had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9QmyCpI/AAAAAAAAC-w/osQDPryrLTM/s1600/DSCN1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9QmyCpI/AAAAAAAAC-w/osQDPryrLTM/s400/DSCN1065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414459894041234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9C2zVOI/AAAAAAAAC-o/10FP0nFn9ro/s1600/DSCN1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hr9C2zVOI/AAAAAAAAC-o/10FP0nFn9ro/s400/DSCN1063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414456203138274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry dad, I ate all the cotton candy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hry_tmrXI/AAAAAAAAC-g/nV8gZAJQsC4/s1600/DSCN1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hry_tmrXI/AAAAAAAAC-g/nV8gZAJQsC4/s400/DSCN1056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414283560562034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HrysGfQ3I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/JDpb2hmuemE/s1600/DSCN1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HrysGfQ3I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/JDpb2hmuemE/s400/DSCN1047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414278296224626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HrydklurI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/lQ096Gk9ju4/s1600/DSCN1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HrydklurI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/lQ096Gk9ju4/s400/DSCN1045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414274395945650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the train. Of course this was popular with Brock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hrx0gJ6pI/AAAAAAAAC-I/R8pnSGZZsPE/s1600/DSCN1034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hrx0gJ6pI/AAAAAAAAC-I/R8pnSGZZsPE/s400/DSCN1034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414263371491986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even had a pony ride. I though Brock would be all over this, but as soon as the pony sniffed his leg, he was D O N E done! He did not want anything to do with those ponies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hrx8rfODI/AAAAAAAAC-A/QhTDedPcUNs/s1600/DSCN1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_Hrx8rfODI/AAAAAAAAC-A/QhTDedPcUNs/s400/DSCN1033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472414265566509106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5107515140977032236?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5107515140977032236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5107515140977032236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5107515140977032236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5107515140977032236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-does-it-again.html' title='She Does it Again!!!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S_HsK6cXveI/AAAAAAAAC_w/4PkHwvt8gfo/s72-c/DSCN1090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6381587611411397495</id><published>2010-05-01T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:41:26.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Pictures, mostly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been the worlds worst blogger lately. Here is what we have been up to~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bowling. Brock loved this. He did really well and it is something we will be doing again some time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYs8dG-3I/AAAAAAAAC7w/hJpWmhPpmfw/s1600/DSCN1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYs8dG-3I/AAAAAAAAC7w/hJpWmhPpmfw/s400/DSCN1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341576886647666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYsmmqYxI/AAAAAAAAC7o/mGsani3ZTN4/s1600/DSCN1019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYsmmqYxI/AAAAAAAAC7o/mGsani3ZTN4/s400/DSCN1019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341571021136658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYsSjfr_I/AAAAAAAAC7g/E1HwX0XGpmk/s1600/DSCN1017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYsSjfr_I/AAAAAAAAC7g/E1HwX0XGpmk/s400/DSCN1017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341565639143410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping. Brock is such a weirdo. Here are some crazy positions we have found him in lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYlcqY-vI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/9hUAk5B1ViA/s1600/DSCN1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYlcqY-vI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/9hUAk5B1ViA/s400/DSCN1009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341448093334258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYkUTwKOI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/Y5nAZppqG9A/s1600/DSCN1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYkUTwKOI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/Y5nAZppqG9A/s400/DSCN1008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341428671031522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYkIOHF2I/AAAAAAAAC7I/pWUlw9f61N8/s1600/DSCN0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYkIOHF2I/AAAAAAAAC7I/pWUlw9f61N8/s400/DSCN0998.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341425426143074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYYsdnAgI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/pkxaKnOosJ8/s400/DSCN0959.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_5466341228996395522" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYYELxHSI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/PCo8P25fo-A/s400/DSCN0958.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341218184142114" /&gt;And for the short while we had nice weather, we took advantage of it by gardening and tidying up the yard. And by we, I mean Tim. Brock tried to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYjx42aiI/AAAAAAAAC7A/VrhlcMTIwIU/s1600/DSCN0993.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYjx42aiI/AAAAAAAAC7A/VrhlcMTIwIU/s1600/DSCN0993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYjx42aiI/AAAAAAAAC7A/VrhlcMTIwIU/s400/DSCN0993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341419431389730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYjp4nsLI/AAAAAAAAC64/9oNwdF8B_NA/s1600/DSCN0992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYjp4nsLI/AAAAAAAAC64/9oNwdF8B_NA/s400/DSCN0992.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341417282941106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYZeR3gbI/AAAAAAAAC6w/yt5aYeH07qM/s1600/DSCN0989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYZeR3gbI/AAAAAAAAC6w/yt5aYeH07qM/s400/DSCN0989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341242368917938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tee Ball! We got Brock a tee ball set and he loves it. He is getting really good at swinging and hitting the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYZHmAttI/AAAAAAAAC6o/fyTjxl9Epsk/s1600/DSCN0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYZHmAttI/AAAAAAAAC6o/fyTjxl9Epsk/s400/DSCN0946.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341236279391954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYY3rAQRI/AAAAAAAAC6g/dxhh553vDZs/s1600/DSCN0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYY3rAQRI/AAAAAAAAC6g/dxhh553vDZs/s400/DSCN0932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466341232005366034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter pics~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYJm1X9nI/AAAAAAAAC6I/EXrudtpuxGI/s1600/DSCN0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYJm1X9nI/AAAAAAAAC6I/EXrudtpuxGI/s400/DSCN0925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466340969787422322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYJKT4-qI/AAAAAAAAC6A/tJ7yDWvOY0Q/s1600/DSCN0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYJKT4-qI/AAAAAAAAC6A/tJ7yDWvOY0Q/s400/DSCN0909.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466340962130786978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIzAwuxI/AAAAAAAAC54/PUMDErAo4uI/s1600/DSCN0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIzAwuxI/AAAAAAAAC54/PUMDErAo4uI/s400/DSCN0884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466340955876539154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIRRkl0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/7aVk0Nov16A/s1600/DSCN0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIRRkl0I/AAAAAAAAC5w/7aVk0Nov16A/s400/DSCN0873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466340946820241218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIDMYR5I/AAAAAAAAC5o/AGo1NnoLiWU/s1600/DSCN0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYIDMYR5I/AAAAAAAAC5o/AGo1NnoLiWU/s400/DSCN0871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466340943040366482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's about it. Nothing to exciting right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6381587611411397495?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6381587611411397495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6381587611411397495&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6381587611411397495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6381587611411397495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-pictures-mostly.html' title='Just Pictures, mostly'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S9xYs8dG-3I/AAAAAAAAC7w/hJpWmhPpmfw/s72-c/DSCN1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6183797270034701912</id><published>2010-03-19T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:55:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here You Go Mom~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As per the request of Grandma-not the first one either- I am getting some blogging done. I have just been busy with the pregnancy { yes we are pregnant, shocking! 22 Weeks along little girl} and I just haven't had too much to say. It has been really nice weather here lately and I have been taking full advantage of it. Brock loves being outside. Everyday after naps I throw him in the backyard and he is content to play for about 2 hours till Tim comes home. It's so nice to have a house that stays clean in the afternoon! Well Wens was St Patrick's day. We had a fun time. One of our friends, Mandi Harris, threw a little party for the kids. It was a blast. Brock had a fabulous time! Here is a little of what we did~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played with green playdough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwwHg-ZTI/AAAAAAAACt8/Am2-VsF_DJQ/s1600-h/DSCN0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwwHg-ZTI/AAAAAAAACt8/Am2-VsF_DJQ/s400/DSCN0758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464683490174258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ate green food, I think Brock is turning into a leprechaun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvlBuJpI/AAAAAAAACt0/0TMNazC2JGc/s1600-h/DSCN0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvlBuJpI/AAAAAAAACt0/0TMNazC2JGc/s400/DSCN0761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464674232280722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decorated Green Balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvWrXwuI/AAAAAAAACts/lGCjjao0rNA/s1600-h/DSCN0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvWrXwuI/AAAAAAAACts/lGCjjao0rNA/s400/DSCN0773.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464670380442338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we "flew" the balloons like kites. What a great idea! Mandi just made a mock kit by twisting a bunch of kite string around some clothes pins. Brock loved this. He just ran around their front yard with his balloon. In Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvGtaJQI/AAAAAAAACtk/3Mr_PGIQt-8/s1600-h/DSCN0777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwvGtaJQI/AAAAAAAACtk/3Mr_PGIQt-8/s400/DSCN0777.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464666094019842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwuxxMgdI/AAAAAAAACtc/uDvZ0_fCWBI/s1600-h/DSCN0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwuxxMgdI/AAAAAAAACtc/uDvZ0_fCWBI/s400/DSCN0778.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464660472758738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6Pwl_s-JDI/AAAAAAAACtU/X3qBvub-fV8/s1600-h/DSCN0781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6Pwl_s-JDI/AAAAAAAACtU/X3qBvub-fV8/s400/DSCN0781.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464509594313778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope, no time to stop for a picture mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwlmqZNVI/AAAAAAAACtM/_YM-D9Y_jVs/s1600-h/DSCN0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwlmqZNVI/AAAAAAAACtM/_YM-D9Y_jVs/s400/DSCN0794.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464502872618322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then that afternoon Brock and I were outside for like 2 hours. It was glorious. We had to show off our super cool shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwlS-9xFI/AAAAAAAACtE/vwzlBXm9rSY/s1600-h/DSCN0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwlS-9xFI/AAAAAAAACtE/vwzlBXm9rSY/s400/DSCN0795.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464497590191186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And today Brock is showing you the cool way to eat a fruit pop. On a trike with shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6Pwk4UWteI/AAAAAAAACs8/t-8zad1BTEI/s1600-h/DSCN0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6Pwk4UWteI/AAAAAAAACs8/t-8zad1BTEI/s400/DSCN0805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464490432148962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwkYw9YxI/AAAAAAAACs0/Ww9pxO_zsSY/s1600-h/DSCN0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwkYw9YxI/AAAAAAAACs0/Ww9pxO_zsSY/s400/DSCN0752.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450464481962189586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6183797270034701912?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6183797270034701912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6183797270034701912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6183797270034701912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6183797270034701912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-you-go-mom.html' title='Here You Go Mom~'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S6PwwHg-ZTI/AAAAAAAACt8/Am2-VsF_DJQ/s72-c/DSCN0758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5371525328907370299</id><published>2010-02-14T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:18:23.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Not much going on here in Bronco Nation. We have all had our turn of being sick. I had a head cold and sore throat then Tim, and now Brock seems to have Croup. Poor guy. This was him last night at 7. Pass out on my lap. He had never done this before, not since he was a newborn! He slept all the way until 8:30! Of course with all the coughing, he didn't exactly sleep well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvSebf7yI/AAAAAAAACjw/THHc57dVsyc/s1600-h/DSCN0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvSebf7yI/AAAAAAAACjw/THHc57dVsyc/s400/DSCN0686.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438148544502427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other night we went to a Steelheads Hockey game with some friends. It was so fun! We are planning on going again. Here was a fight right at the beginning. I didn't know that in hockey the refs let them duke it out until someone hits the ice. Idaho took down the bigger Utah man. It was intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvSLfcmiI/AAAAAAAACjo/sUZyr31txSg/s1600-h/DSCN0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvSLfcmiI/AAAAAAAACjo/sUZyr31txSg/s400/DSCN0682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438148539418712610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the game... yup tim shaved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRxKMehI/AAAAAAAACjg/4E6gryR3cP4/s1600-h/DSCN0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRxKMehI/AAAAAAAACjg/4E6gryR3cP4/s400/DSCN0679.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438148532350253586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and here are some pictures from the chocolate chip incident. What a little punk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRZ-h9II/AAAAAAAACjY/1Kee6v3e5Sg/s1600-h/DSCN0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRZ-h9II/AAAAAAAACjY/1Kee6v3e5Sg/s400/DSCN0663.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438148526127314050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRK_evfI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fGxBFzcQYfo/s1600-h/DSCN0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvRK_evfI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fGxBFzcQYfo/s400/DSCN0661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438148522104765938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5371525328907370299?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5371525328907370299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5371525328907370299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5371525328907370299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5371525328907370299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-little.html' title='Just a Little'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/S3gvSebf7yI/AAAAAAAACjw/THHc57dVsyc/s72-c/DSCN0686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7159369963330891256</id><published>2010-01-25T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:10:44.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Knew It</title><content type='html'>Have you ever woke up and just knew, today was going to be one of those days? Well, mine started at about 5:30 thanks to Brock. And 5:30 is just no way to start the day in my book. No way. I finally let him out at about 8, very tired and bleary eyed I might add, and we got breakfast. A few hours into our morning Brock is out of sight and I hear the toilet flush. Since he still needs help pulling down his pants, I knew this couldn't be good. Alas he had tried to flush his cereal, cup and all, down the john. Sigh... I had to pick the cup out by myself since Tim was gone. And toilet water is very cold. After thoroughly cleaning my hand, Brock and I had a nice little chat about what is appropriate for the toilet.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nap time couldn't have came sooner today and I was happy. Although, Brock had other plans because during nap instead of sleeping he found a small bottle of lotion and proceeded to bath himself. Well he certainly smelled good when I went to get him, greasy hair and all. He used the WHOLE bottle and even managed to rub it all in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time I was trying to fix my hair and face up a little {I had pulled most of it out at this point} so Brock and I could go to the store. As I am finishing up, I realize that it is quiet .... too quiet. I start calling Brock's name throughout the house and after hearing no answer started getting panicky. Well I made it to the kitchen and Brock had pulled a bag of chocolate chips out and was double fisting them. Chocolate smeared all over his face and hands he looks at me with a big brown toothy grin and says "Mommy!" Sigh... Pictures coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we some how made it home from the store in one piece and I am starting on dinner. As I am shredding chicken, I hear that notorious toilet flush. Without even washing my hands I rush to the bathroom to find that Brock has tried to flush the entire contents of the garbage can. Big SIGH.  Lots of stuff to fish out of the toilet this time. Not fun. Brock was in trouble for that one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets just say Tim came home just in the nick of time. I was about to the end of my rope. I mean really, how many naughty things can one little boy do in 12 hours? It is now 7 and he is getting in bed. Thank goodness, lets just hope he sleeps in tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7159369963330891256?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7159369963330891256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7159369963330891256&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7159369963330891256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7159369963330891256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-knew-it.html' title='I Just Knew It'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-9036155041894118726</id><published>2010-01-09T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:58:06.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a great Christmas this year. It was so nice to have Tim home for a while, Brock was in heaven. This was the first actual Christmas "just us" it was nice but a little lonely too. Here is what our front room looked like shortly after Santa visited~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_Ef4-fmI/AAAAAAAABKI/L7ge1XkUvro/s1600-h/DSCN0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_Ef4-fmI/AAAAAAAABKI/L7ge1XkUvro/s400/DSCN0590.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795835168620130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loved his race car bed. Sweet find on Craig's List. Too bad it didn't make the transition out of the crib any easier. It's like he has discovered that he could open his door and sneak out a million times before falling asleep. Well a child lock on the door and a few nights falling asleep at the door, and he is finally doing great. He is even staying dry all night and we have ditched the pull ups!  Just testing out the new bed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_D9GACJI/AAAAAAAABKA/crhblN2dWCU/s1600-h/DSCN0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_D9GACJI/AAAAAAAABKA/crhblN2dWCU/s400/DSCN0598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795825828006034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with a "new" {ok hand me down, but he loves it} tool set. He thinks it's Handy Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_DZ60rvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/8jb8sZhfsRI/s1600-h/DSCN0599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_DZ60rvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/8jb8sZhfsRI/s400/DSCN0599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795816385883890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding his "new" {ok $3 Kettler trike we found at the used store, in excellent condition} This was my most triumphant Christmas find and I wasn't even looking for one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_DKI14LI/AAAAAAAABJw/3RqVxhNPpFw/s1600-h/DSCN0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_DKI14LI/AAAAAAAABJw/3RqVxhNPpFw/s400/DSCN0605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795812149715122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to open a train. As soon as he saw what it was, he yelled, "Thomas! Thomas I see you! I'm coming! I'm coming!" It was funny. He was rescuing Thomas from his suffocating store packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-792YB2I/AAAAAAAABJo/-fbK-zDssQ4/s1600-h/DSCN0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-792YB2I/AAAAAAAABJo/-fbK-zDssQ4/s400/DSCN0610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795688591951714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my haul. Tim and I unknowingly pretty got each other the same stuff, BSU gear, board games. My mom did get me the Pioneer Woman's cook book, and trust me, you need this book in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-7pzk5uI/AAAAAAAABJg/zacfnJUkEFc/s1600-h/DSCN0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-7pzk5uI/AAAAAAAABJg/zacfnJUkEFc/s400/DSCN0614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795683211503330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim's haul, BSU gear and Board games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-7XpC4yI/AAAAAAAABJY/7YlLMrvWU4A/s1600-h/DSCN0615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-7XpC4yI/AAAAAAAABJY/7YlLMrvWU4A/s400/DSCN0615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795678335492898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock's Haul. Spoiled little turd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-66ikdNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/3adqejZNvP8/s1600-h/DSCN0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-66ikdNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/3adqejZNvP8/s400/DSCN0618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795670523704530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed to Burley for a few days with my parents. It was a nice and easy visit {except the night Brock escaped his pack and play about 30 times! I refuse to put kids in my bed. I'm just that way} I some how never manage to get pictures with my fam. Sorry Mom, we did have fun though. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed up to Inkom for New Years. It was both fun and....crappy. Tim got nasty food poisoning the first night we were there and was up all night puking. Trust me I could hear him across the house, he is loud! Poor guy! Last year all over again. Then Brock was waking up in the middle of the night. And 2nd to last night we were there woke up screaming bloody murder. I mean SCREAMING! yup you guessed it, Throwing up. I broke my rule and let him sleep in our bed so Isaac who was sharing a room with him could get some sleep. What a night! But,  on to the good times~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a silly hat picture. Almost everyone was there. We missed Matt and Lucy and fam though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-6hNRgpI/AAAAAAAABJI/wWjkc6-173M/s1600-h/DSCN0622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-6hNRgpI/AAAAAAAABJI/wWjkc6-173M/s400/DSCN0622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795663723496082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting tired of the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-r7ajhJI/AAAAAAAABJA/PYXDPjEqQUA/s1600-h/DSCN0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-r7ajhJI/AAAAAAAABJA/PYXDPjEqQUA/s400/DSCN0634.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795413060486290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I think we've had enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rpeNfDI/AAAAAAAABI4/hKKzWJfy2Ow/s1600-h/DSCN0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rpeNfDI/AAAAAAAABI4/hKKzWJfy2Ow/s400/DSCN0640.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795408243981362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jay Bird {the stud muffin} showing off his new BSU gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rcHrTII/AAAAAAAABIw/GcPzAxJ8UJA/s1600-h/DSCN0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rcHrTII/AAAAAAAABIw/GcPzAxJ8UJA/s400/DSCN0642.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795404659805314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there was SNOW! I don't like the snow, so I stayed inside, but Tim and Brock had a ball pulling Claire and Dylan around. Tim is really just a big kid. He was having a great time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rMEYYMI/AAAAAAAABIo/aZJt_ASUAaM/s1600-h/DSCN0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-rMEYYMI/AAAAAAAABIo/aZJt_ASUAaM/s400/DSCN0649.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795400351015106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-qqTLtII/AAAAAAAABIg/GTiWYL21yBQ/s1600-h/DSCN0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i-qqTLtII/AAAAAAAABIg/GTiWYL21yBQ/s400/DSCN0647.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424795391286293634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all we had a good time. And most importantly it was great to see our family! It is such a blessing to live close to home again! Hope you all had a great holiday too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-9036155041894118726?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/9036155041894118726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=9036155041894118726&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9036155041894118726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9036155041894118726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-catch-up.html' title='Christmas Catch Up'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/S0i_Ef4-fmI/AAAAAAAABKI/L7ge1XkUvro/s72-c/DSCN0590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8519123612118832021</id><published>2009-12-22T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:00:08.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2009~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since I lacked the time and motivation this year to send out a Christmas Card, I decided I could do just as well with a little blog post/ year in review. So if you really wanted a Card from us, just read along, and it will be almost as good as the real thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The last half of 2009 was great for us. In July Tim finished his 2 {and thus for worst} year of Medical school. We got to move back to our beloved ID and even got to spend 12 weeks in Pocatello. He is now in his 3 year where he gets to do hands on work with Drs. He just finished his internal med rotation. He had to do 30 hour call every 4th day. It was no fun for anyone, and I got used to sleeping with my little bottle of runners mace {cant be too safe}. I don't know who is happier to see the end of that rotation, me or Tim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brock turned 2 and is busy as ever. His favorite things are trains and cars. The train set I bought is the best money I have ever spent. Brock plays with that thing all day every day. He is also POTTY TRAINED now, and I couldn't be happier. It was a rough couple of days but he now has the hang of it and is doing fantastic. His Elmo undies are is favorite and he wants to wear them everyday. He is a busy and loving child who loves to snuggle me. I am so glad I have him in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As for me... same old same old. I started a very part time job, 12 hours a week. It has been really nice to get out and make enough money to cover all our utilities.  And it is nice to talk to other adults about things besides how many times Brock went potty or medicine. I have to admit, I usually don't look forward to the holiday season. It is a constant hustle and bustle, with scary roads, and people tend to go a little crazy. Sure I like buying a surprise or two for Tim, but he doesn't get that excited either. But this year is different. Brock is SO excited about Christmas. If some one stops by, he proudly shows off our poor little tree {lights are half dead}. We can't go out with out him exclaiming "It's Christmas!" He knows he has presents and he knows Santa is coming, although he'd rather he didn't. Even though he is only 2 I can tell that he can feel the special spirit that is around during this time of year. I almost feel like a kid again. Tim and I can't wait until Christmas Day, for Brock to rush out and see what Santa has left him. It really is a different feeling when you are seeing Christmas through a child's eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope 2009 leaves you all happy and healthy! And heres to a great 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;With Love, The Ulrich Family.&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if any of you skipped all the rambling, here are a few photos of what we have been up to lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sledding, Brock had an absolute ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz_eh8gWI/AAAAAAAACbM/KaMfGO8hjTk/s1600-h/DSCN0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz_eh8gWI/AAAAAAAACbM/KaMfGO8hjTk/s400/DSCN0557.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239361067811170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz_L-JNfI/AAAAAAAACbE/NxUQFGV_hKc/s1600-h/DSCN0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz_L-JNfI/AAAAAAAACbE/NxUQFGV_hKc/s400/DSCN0553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239356085810674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock is a train fanatic. So we decided it would be fun to take him on the North Pole Express. There is a train company here called Thunder Mountain Express out of Horse Shoe Bend. We went to the North Pole where we got to meet Santa and have milk and cookies. Brock was in heaven for the whole 3 hours. Here he is showing off his ticket~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz4Fk4vFI/AAAAAAAACak/-EZWqdiC0pE/s400/DSCN0567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239234110176338" /&gt;Waiting for the Train to start. And then an attempted self portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz4f1j2QI/AAAAAAAACas/_yGEmwTrfqs/s400/DSCN0569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239241159432450" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz3zTcMOI/AAAAAAAACac/IWmesy3tMc8/s400/DSCN0572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239229205164258" /&gt;This is what we got to watch on our ride. We saw a deer, bald eagle, llama, ducks, cranes and a weird duck that looked like a penguin. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz4jA_lnI/AAAAAAAACa0/sRlN6eixGqI/s400/DSCN0578.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239242012694130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz3e146-I/AAAAAAAACaU/Wbq3pwGGHqg/s400/DSCN0571.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239223712508898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock and Tim {in matching BSU hats made by yours truly} sitting a safe distance from Santa. Brock wouldn't go near him. It was a great experience and Brock LOVED it. I recommend this to anyone who lives in or near Boise, and kids 2 and under are FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz-wBtXRI/AAAAAAAACa8/YyEod_WnDZc/s1600-h/DSCN0581.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz-wBtXRI/AAAAAAAACa8/YyEod_WnDZc/s400/DSCN0581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418239348584570130" /&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/9047743323131766258-8519123612118832021?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8519123612118832021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8519123612118832021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8519123612118832021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8519123612118832021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html' title='Merry Christmas 2009~'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SzFz_eh8gWI/AAAAAAAACbM/KaMfGO8hjTk/s72-c/DSCN0557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8693754453939598844</id><published>2009-12-11T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:27:09.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and such</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Thanksgiving my Parents rented this fun cabin in Island Park. There was tons of snow and we had a blast. Sadly Tim couldn't make it because of school. Anyway here is what we did~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cabin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTGRgeGVI/AAAAAAAACYM/N2G1Gkd_dyI/s400/PB260031+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121806785026386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brock Swimming with my dad and the girls at the Rec center there. He loves his cousins and they take such good care of him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTHRoWx_I/AAAAAAAACYc/jAioeloskZI/s1600-h/PB280076+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTHRoWx_I/AAAAAAAACYc/jAioeloskZI/s400/PB280076+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121823997970418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going for a walk. See all that snow? And doesn't Brock look cute in 3T snowpants that are too short?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTGza9YsI/AAAAAAAACYU/v6W2a9FPvy0/s1600-h/PB260055+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTGza9YsI/AAAAAAAACYU/v6W2a9FPvy0/s400/PB260055+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121815888716482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Shelby at Johnny Saks Cabin and Warm Springs. This place has the hugest fish ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS14UN3nI/AAAAAAAACYE/NOwlya8KeHg/s1600-h/PB250013+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS14UN3nI/AAAAAAAACYE/NOwlya8KeHg/s400/PB250013+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121525144837746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and Alex at Warm Springs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSz-ksFCI/AAAAAAAACXk/49ML7J_P984/s400/DSCN0512.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121492464800802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tubing on a very flat hill next to the cabin. Dani had a blast though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS1b22LiI/AAAAAAAACX8/dKnQs5Q29rI/s1600-h/DSCN0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS1b22LiI/AAAAAAAACX8/dKnQs5Q29rI/s400/DSCN0527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121517505457698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating dinner. Brock wouldn't sit at the kiddie table, so I got to instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS0zJJ2pI/AAAAAAAACX0/FuFwUUOCxQ4/s1600-h/DSCN0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS0zJJ2pI/AAAAAAAACX0/FuFwUUOCxQ4/s400/DSCN0526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121506576390802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YUMMO! I love sweet potatoes... or Yams. I guess they are different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS0LTLBBI/AAAAAAAACXs/VvNTSbqNnzU/s1600-h/DSCN0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLS0LTLBBI/AAAAAAAACXs/VvNTSbqNnzU/s400/DSCN0522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121495880991762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun but missed Tim! We have had some fun with him though. Recently we went and saw some crazy, ridiculous lights around Boise. This one guy starts putting lights up after Halloween, with the help of 2 hired men. Then he pay $1500 for electricity in Dec!!!! It is pretty amazing though. Every Square inch of this guys house is covered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSg1j2bsI/AAAAAAAACXc/aoMFV2DM83g/s1600-h/DSCN0545-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSg1j2bsI/AAAAAAAACXc/aoMFV2DM83g/s400/DSCN0545-copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121163627851458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loved finding all the Disney characters in the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSggUaqhI/AAAAAAAACXU/3VwNio0Oa-I/s1600-h/DSCN0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSggUaqhI/AAAAAAAACXU/3VwNio0Oa-I/s400/DSCN0542.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121157925972498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSfyKOKNI/AAAAAAAACXM/jgYoK2bToaM/s1600-h/DSCN0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSfyKOKNI/AAAAAAAACXM/jgYoK2bToaM/s400/DSCN0539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121145535178962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSfRDgPQI/AAAAAAAACXE/sNQXRZkrWC4/s1600-h/DSCN0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSfRDgPQI/AAAAAAAACXE/sNQXRZkrWC4/s400/DSCN0547.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121136648633602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this guy, the next door neighbor gets and honorable mention for his display~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSezGb-mI/AAAAAAAACW8/oiindh4nhvY/s1600-h/DSCN0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLSezGb-mI/AAAAAAAACW8/oiindh4nhvY/s400/DSCN0546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121128607873634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you live in Boise you should take the time to check this out! So cool! Just don't forget your hot cocoa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8693754453939598844?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8693754453939598844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8693754453939598844&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8693754453939598844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8693754453939598844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-and-such.html' title='Thanksgiving and such'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SyLTGRgeGVI/AAAAAAAACYM/N2G1Gkd_dyI/s72-c/PB260031+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1341884590368042631</id><published>2009-11-14T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:10:53.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What we DO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As per the request of my mom, here are some pictures of what we have been doing. It's not a lot. i can tell you that much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock is at an age where he finally enjoys other movies besides cars. It has been really nice to put on something new and have him snuggle down and watch it with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qQPbQmaI/AAAAAAAACRw/tS8i-p_S_4Q/s1600-h/DSCN0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qQPbQmaI/AAAAAAAACRw/tS8i-p_S_4Q/s400/DSCN0417.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084536375024034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day we took Brock to the Boise train dept. He loved looking at the big train engine, walking on the track and even riding up the big bell tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qPz7MAvI/AAAAAAAACRo/j9j2wExm1A0/s1600-h/DSCN0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qPz7MAvI/AAAAAAAACRo/j9j2wExm1A0/s400/DSCN0442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084528992748274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qK6SEaJI/AAAAAAAACRg/WD1b6tl_sus/s1600-h/DSCN0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qK6SEaJI/AAAAAAAACRg/WD1b6tl_sus/s400/DSCN0451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084444799985810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qKrLA3xI/AAAAAAAACRY/GiKXhe5RzrY/s1600-h/DSCN0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qKrLA3xI/AAAAAAAACRY/GiKXhe5RzrY/s400/DSCN0467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084440743862034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qKY7rs7I/AAAAAAAACRQ/MwAhf9jd_2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qKY7rs7I/AAAAAAAACRQ/MwAhf9jd_2Q/s400/DSCN0491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084435847721906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qJ5kWu8I/AAAAAAAACRI/RLMSewYSHjU/s1600-h/DSCN0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qJ5kWu8I/AAAAAAAACRI/RLMSewYSHjU/s400/DSCN0481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084427428379586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We must have tuckered him out. He passed out on the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qJnhcdzI/AAAAAAAACRA/mf26A6Denz0/s1600-h/DSCN0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qJnhcdzI/AAAAAAAACRA/mf26A6Denz0/s400/DSCN0498.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404084422584334130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1341884590368042631?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1341884590368042631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1341884590368042631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1341884590368042631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1341884590368042631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-what-we-do.html' title='This is What we DO!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Sv8qQPbQmaI/AAAAAAAACRw/tS8i-p_S_4Q/s72-c/DSCN0417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4003725603209487398</id><published>2009-11-01T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:58:55.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Brock had a pretty good time trick or treating. We didn't go very far as his little legs got tired. I think I was more bummed about that then anybody else. I was looking forward to a good chocolate stash. Oh well! Here are a few pictures from our night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is during the day. We went trick or treating at the out let mall by our house. Brock wouldn't let me put his costume on, so he wore his BSU sweat shirt and went as a super fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hf7P50CI/AAAAAAAACLc/3HIDr9I2XhQ/s1600-h/DSCN0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hf7P50CI/AAAAAAAACLc/3HIDr9I2XhQ/s400/DSCN0400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331617069715490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, we are lame. Brock is reusing his costume from last year. It hardly fits. But, he doesn't care and neither do we. Next year he might care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HcWP_StI/AAAAAAAACLU/bz16Bi29t4Q/s1600-h/DSCN0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HcWP_StI/AAAAAAAACLU/bz16Bi29t4Q/s400/DSCN0411.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331555598355154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought he looked so cute knocking on doors. He was too shy to say trick or treat, but would say thank you as soon as the door closed while running to the next house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HcCt9RjI/AAAAAAAACLM/Rci6dqqqkgQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HcCt9RjI/AAAAAAAACLM/Rci6dqqqkgQ/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331550355342898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hb39dbvI/AAAAAAAACLE/MDjBI83re08/s1600-h/DSCN0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hb39dbvI/AAAAAAAACLE/MDjBI83re08/s400/DSCN0407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331547467575026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, our good friends, the Harris family, had a super fun Halloween party. There was a pumpkin carving contest~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hb26XpgI/AAAAAAAACK8/tjO-KWQdcNc/s1600-h/DSCN0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hb26XpgI/AAAAAAAACK8/tjO-KWQdcNc/s400/DSCN0389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331547186177538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock played with his little friend Jake. They play so well together, and I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HbVyAELI/AAAAAAAACK0/-0gHxExyRdc/s1600-h/DSCN0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5HbVyAELI/AAAAAAAACK0/-0gHxExyRdc/s400/DSCN0396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331538292707506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on a different note, Brock has decided to stop napping. At first I was completely against this. We went for about 2 weeks where I would wake him up early, then ware him out, and finally put him down where he would just play for 2 hours. Sigh. I was NOT ready to give up my 3 hours of peace. However, I think I have figured out a solution that fits us both. I decided to let Brock sleep in on day, just to see. He slept in till 10:30!! It was heaven. Then he was pretty happy all day and went right to bed at 8. About an hour and half earlier then before. SCORE!!!! I thoroughly embrace this new system. I can get so much done in the early morning while he is still sleeping. So I still have my nap time, just 2 hours in the morning and an extra hour at night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for those of you wondering, the potty ship tanked and burned. He knows how to go in the potty and all that, but he refuses, kicking and screaming, to wear big boy undies. SO I bought another box of diapers, and when those are done, we'll try again. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4003725603209487398?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4003725603209487398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4003725603209487398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4003725603209487398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4003725603209487398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Su5Hf7P50CI/AAAAAAAACLc/3HIDr9I2XhQ/s72-c/DSCN0400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7414748134336037345</id><published>2009-10-26T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:32:29.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brock's Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Brock is having a wonderful time with Fall. Here is what he has been up to lately~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raking and playing in the leaves! We have tons in our new house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYho6E4THI/AAAAAAAACJU/TiTDk7Zsns4/s1600-h/DSCN0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYho6E4THI/AAAAAAAACJU/TiTDk7Zsns4/s400/DSCN0324.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038190118325362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Painting pumpkins. I figured it was safer then carving, Much, much more messy though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhklM6b2I/AAAAAAAACJM/DOClhJBCz-Y/s1600-h/DSCN0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhklM6b2I/AAAAAAAACJM/DOClhJBCz-Y/s400/DSCN0333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038115795398498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhkWguPhI/AAAAAAAACJE/iV7iDKi3-7U/s1600-h/DSCN0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhkWguPhI/AAAAAAAACJE/iV7iDKi3-7U/s400/DSCN0340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038111851953682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making new friends at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhkERfVeI/AAAAAAAACI8/vk0upcglAIE/s1600-h/DSCN0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhkERfVeI/AAAAAAAACI8/vk0upcglAIE/s400/DSCN0348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038106956223970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhj7E-XAI/AAAAAAAACI0/js4QFAw5QXI/s1600-h/DSCN0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhj7E-XAI/AAAAAAAACI0/js4QFAw5QXI/s400/DSCN0349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038104487812098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhjuYcllI/AAAAAAAACIs/pnYK6o4gVNM/s1600-h/DSCN0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhjuYcllI/AAAAAAAACIs/pnYK6o4gVNM/s400/DSCN0363.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397038101079823954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWzdhsYI/AAAAAAAACIk/Hu8KdIOu1-k/s1600-h/DSCN0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWzdhsYI/AAAAAAAACIk/Hu8KdIOu1-k/s400/DSCN0367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397037879105008002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, hanging with Memaw and Papa. Brock was so excited to have them come visit. I don't think he let Alaina out of his sights for more than 3 seconds! We decided to go feed the ducks. It was so fun, but be careful! The geese literally flocked over. There had to be like 100! It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWgGV91I/AAAAAAAACIc/I-ItEUKmVuI/s1600-h/DSCN0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWgGV91I/AAAAAAAACIc/I-ItEUKmVuI/s400/DSCN0370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397037873907496786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWeHxxgI/AAAAAAAACIU/gUtRKNOiwm8/s1600-h/DSCN0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWeHxxgI/AAAAAAAACIU/gUtRKNOiwm8/s400/DSCN0372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397037873376642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWIVIhCI/AAAAAAAACIM/lGbjIOi1j1o/s1600-h/DSCN0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhWIVIhCI/AAAAAAAACIM/lGbjIOi1j1o/s400/DSCN0377.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397037867527078946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhV8CVDHI/AAAAAAAACIE/aGNkTttPNJQ/s1600-h/DSCN0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYhV8CVDHI/AAAAAAAACIE/aGNkTttPNJQ/s400/DSCN0378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397037864226983026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that is what Brock has been doing lately. Tomorrow we are embarking on the journey of Potty Training. I'm sure it will be an adventure. We bought some undies today and Brock insisted on wearing a pair and then putting a pair on his bear, Beast. He didn't understand that undies go UNDER your clothes, however and was positively heart broken when I made him put his pants on. Anyway, wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7414748134336037345?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7414748134336037345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7414748134336037345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7414748134336037345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7414748134336037345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/10/brocks-adventures.html' title='Brock&apos;s Adventures'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SuYho6E4THI/AAAAAAAACJU/TiTDk7Zsns4/s72-c/DSCN0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-9077506481575537684</id><published>2009-10-12T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:07:37.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, we are still alive! We have a had a busy month. We moved to Boise 2 weeks ago and are settling in just fine. We are enjoying Boise so far. I like that it is a bigger city, but not too bad, I don't feel completely congested all the time like I did in Seattle. Tim is so far liking his Internal Med rotation, even though he has to be on 36 hour call every three days. But, he had Columbus Day off, so we had some fun. We took Brock to a pumpkin patch/corn maze in Meridian called Linden Farms. It was a ton of fun. Here is a little bit of what we did~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock and Tim went through the straw maze. Brock got lost a few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPsA_ffzaI/AAAAAAAACDw/WoSfonu6NlY/s1600-h/DSCN0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPsA_ffzaI/AAAAAAAACDw/WoSfonu6NlY/s400/DSCN0269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912680680312226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rode the hay ride. Brock LOVED this. He is into tractors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPsAVAUcmI/AAAAAAAACDo/LAWITAxbrBo/s1600-h/DSCN0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPsAVAUcmI/AAAAAAAACDo/LAWITAxbrBo/s400/DSCN0275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912669275255394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found a great little pumpkin. I asked Brock if he liked and and he just grabbed it and gave it a big kiss! So I guess he liked it! It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_ytGdDI/AAAAAAAACDg/3PE4kSnhaQM/s1600-h/DSCN0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_ytGdDI/AAAAAAAACDg/3PE4kSnhaQM/s400/DSCN0283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912660067841074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just sitting in a pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_Ul-jvI/AAAAAAAACDY/6vGTx3ITjSU/s1600-h/DSCN0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_Ul-jvI/AAAAAAAACDY/6vGTx3ITjSU/s400/DSCN0289.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912651984899826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giving the pumpkin a little bit of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_CQfy2I/AAAAAAAACDQ/9Ylqx8Rylf8/s1600-h/DSCN0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr_CQfy2I/AAAAAAAACDQ/9Ylqx8Rylf8/s400/DSCN0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912647062965090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock found a pumpkin just his size. He was so proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr0dkBklI/AAAAAAAACDI/azVlh4V8WhQ/s1600-h/DSCN0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPr0dkBklI/AAAAAAAACDI/azVlh4V8WhQ/s400/DSCN0297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912465414066770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting on his pumpkin and guarding the other ones we picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzwvzJGI/AAAAAAAACDA/eqturkcY7hg/s1600-h/DSCN0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzwvzJGI/AAAAAAAACDA/eqturkcY7hg/s400/DSCN0300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912453383857250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a Daddy, a Mommy, and a Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzXTJr9I/AAAAAAAACC4/UJi2nvmnMNM/s1600-h/DSCN0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzXTJr9I/AAAAAAAACC4/UJi2nvmnMNM/s400/DSCN0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912446552813522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a little train ride there that Brock rode on. He was in heaven. He LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzBbaxhI/AAAAAAAACCw/RGsh5TUB3Gg/s1600-h/DSCN0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrzBbaxhI/AAAAAAAACCw/RGsh5TUB3Gg/s400/DSCN0309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912440681907730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is what the maze looked like. We sure love our BSU here. We didn't make it into the maze, but we want to go back because Brock had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrybysenI/AAAAAAAACCo/fG6kRe-YNn4/s1600-h/DSCN0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPrybysenI/AAAAAAAACCo/fG6kRe-YNn4/s400/DSCN0304.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391912430578989682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All you Boise Peeps should definitely check this place out. It is great and pretty cheap. For 3 pumpkins, dinner and the train ride it only cost $15. It was a great way to spend the afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-9077506481575537684?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/9077506481575537684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=9077506481575537684&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9077506481575537684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9077506481575537684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/StPsA_ffzaI/AAAAAAAACDw/WoSfonu6NlY/s72-c/DSCN0269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4759670218783483900</id><published>2009-09-23T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:20:13.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love These Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just love my little boy. Sometimes we have so much fun just hanging out. Lately we have really been into Country music. We will crank it up loud and dance around the kitchen. It is a lot of fun. I tried to take a picture of  him dancing with his Churro because it was just too funny.  But he wouldn't let me. So here were are just being our goofy selves and having a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplhQ5c0xI/AAAAAAAAB9k/0IZm0k7sxbU/s1600-h/DSCN0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplhQ5c0xI/AAAAAAAAB9k/0IZm0k7sxbU/s400/DSCN0243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384727926620869394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplhFeP4fI/AAAAAAAAB9c/MdDgKRLrLRU/s1600-h/DSCN0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplhFeP4fI/AAAAAAAAB9c/MdDgKRLrLRU/s400/DSCN0241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384727923553985010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Srplgv-y0uI/AAAAAAAAB9U/srjVr0L3ebU/s1600-h/DSCN0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Srplgv-y0uI/AAAAAAAAB9U/srjVr0L3ebU/s400/DSCN0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384727917784912610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another thing Brock really likes is to talk to his Daddy {or Tim as he affectionately calls him these} days on the phone. I thought this picture of them on the phone with each other was too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplgYCtgZI/AAAAAAAAB9M/5x_J-VUJPck/s1600-h/DSCN0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplgYCtgZI/AAAAAAAAB9M/5x_J-VUJPck/s400/DSCN0176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384727911358890386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4759670218783483900?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4759670218783483900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4759670218783483900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4759670218783483900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4759670218783483900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-these-days.html' title='Love These Days'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SrplhQ5c0xI/AAAAAAAAB9k/0IZm0k7sxbU/s72-c/DSCN0243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-9057422412465266015</id><published>2009-09-09T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:06:56.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYTYCD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MjUxOTUxNTQ2NyZwdD*xMjUyNTE5NTQ4NzkyJnA9NzQ4ODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTZhMjRmOGE*ZGE4ZTRkOTdhODEyNWVjNTkxM2I5YmZiJm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;Tim and I are super excited for the return of So You Think You can Dance tonight. Not to mention GLEE!!! So, we have prepared a little dance for ya'll! And yes we really are that good at costume changes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;object id="A874994" quality="high" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=dGWn6zMDQWnvQAQY&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=JibJab" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="340" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=dGWn6zMDQWnvQAQY&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=JibJab"&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="external_make_id=dGWn6zMDQWnvQAQY&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=JibJab"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/sendables.jibjab.com/ecards"&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-9057422412465266015?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/9057422412465266015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=9057422412465266015&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9057422412465266015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9057422412465266015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/09/try-jibjab-sendables-ecards-today.html' title='SYTYCD?'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6409037418935163525</id><published>2009-09-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:36:15.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saturday was a fun, yet bittersweet day. We {Alex, Lachelle, Brenna, Lachelle's sister and I} ran the Pocatello 1/2 Marathon. It was so fun! I am so glad I did it. I ran the first 8 miles with out walking, then walked through the aid stations that last 5 miles. I finished 161 out of 355. Lachelle kicked everyone's trash and finished 80th! It was a little bittersweet because I was originally training for the marathon. I was a little bummed to watch the full marathoners cross the line, wishing it was me, but injury, illness, and moving just made it impossible. I will run one someday though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running in a big race is so fun! Anyone who needs a confidence boost should train for a race. It was a great feeling to train then have complete strangers cheer for me the whole way. Anyway, here are some picture from the big day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPCrAqUTI/AAAAAAAAB14/u0bCvO7yr1M/s1600-h/DSCN0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPCrAqUTI/AAAAAAAAB14/u0bCvO7yr1M/s400/DSCN0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932974776111410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is me in the grey pant behind the gal in the blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPCVsHStI/AAAAAAAAB1w/YnO0PFhZY30/s1600-h/DSCN0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPCVsHStI/AAAAAAAAB1w/YnO0PFhZY30/s400/DSCN0153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932969052785362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex, he ran the whole 13 miles. Didn't even walk to take a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPB3Nkr_I/AAAAAAAAB1o/hxO6tmI84rk/s1600-h/DSCN0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPB3Nkr_I/AAAAAAAAB1o/hxO6tmI84rk/s400/DSCN0145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932960871624690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am waving to Tim after running up a killer hill! And yes I am still running in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOyNdYZWI/AAAAAAAAB1g/o9DdhwQ0RE0/s1600-h/DSCN0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOyNdYZWI/AAAAAAAAB1g/o9DdhwQ0RE0/s400/DSCN0167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932691965601122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The after shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOxghQ-yI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/4TLUHUrELjo/s1600-h/DSCN0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOxghQ-yI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/4TLUHUrELjo/s400/DSCN0166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932679902296866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOxHIlsoI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/vACanoESAww/s1600-h/DSCN0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOxHIlsoI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/vACanoESAww/s400/DSCN0161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932673087910530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole crew Jennifer, Lachelle, Alex, Brenna and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOw97y0dI/AAAAAAAAB1I/mpLAyTJ4ecc/s1600-h/DSCN0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOw97y0dI/AAAAAAAAB1I/mpLAyTJ4ecc/s400/DSCN0158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932670618325458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ham Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOwQxB56I/AAAAAAAAB1A/sqZ5t25pXBE/s1600-h/DSCN0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXOwQxB56I/AAAAAAAAB1A/sqZ5t25pXBE/s400/DSCN0165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932658493581218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock was very happy to have his momma back. He didn't like it too much when I ran right past him instead of stopping to pick him up! This was such a good experience, I can't wait to do another one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6409037418935163525?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6409037418935163525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6409037418935163525&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6409037418935163525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6409037418935163525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-did-it.html' title='We Did It!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SqXPCrAqUTI/AAAAAAAAB14/u0bCvO7yr1M/s72-c/DSCN0154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6630243014703852166</id><published>2009-08-30T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:32:09.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon~ Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tim and I went to Lagoon again yesterday. This time we left Brcok with Grandma and pa Ulrich for the night. I must say, he did spectacular and did not miss us one bit! Here are a few pictures from Lagoon~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Tim right after arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Spslg62R0VI/AAAAAAAABxc/mtAlv5pwH8M/s400/DSCN0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931827679777106" /&gt;Ma and Pa Kettle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslgEVEXZI/AAAAAAAABxU/OpuOvdKfdK8/s400/DSCN0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931813044968850" /&gt;The Ham Fam {aka the Hamiltion's} before Rattle Snake Rapids, where Tim got soaked. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Spslf8giHOI/AAAAAAAABxM/wDCwrIzwgys/s400/DSCN0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931810945572066" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslfMrq7nI/AAAAAAAABxE/XUACXsxUFVc/s400/DSCN0072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931798107385458" /&gt;Me, Shayla, Shelby, Mom and Tim on the swings. I love this ride. It is a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslSya408I/AAAAAAAABw8/b97uU4sJjJI/s400/DSCN0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931584899240898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslSdwrSGI/AAAAAAAABw0/yRN3WvHnO2k/s400/DSCN0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931579353483362" /&gt;Tim talked me into riding Re-Entry in the dark, let me just say this ride is way scarier at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslRxwRLEI/AAAAAAAABws/oVgkepZCkn4/s400/DSCN0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931567540612162" /&gt;This time we got Old Time pictures taken. It was so fun. Tim was an outlaw and I was a saloon girl. I think Tim's beard fit nicely with the ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslRcc-PVI/AAAAAAAABwk/p4uWY-n-KkU/s400/DSCN0089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931561822534994" /&gt;Didn't you know? Cowboys don't smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslQ0WMGeI/AAAAAAAABwc/G_4GkuEYpfY/s400/DSCN0090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931551056665058" /&gt;Here is the professional shots. I love this one. I am shooting my mom for the money! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpshxulAmMI/AAAAAAAABwU/sQNRJeey0Jg/s400/203+(6)+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927718397384898" /&gt;And here is one where we are all smiling. Isn't Dani the cutest little outlaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpshxHxNIoI/AAAAAAAABwM/W9tLBA4wegw/s400/203+(5)+copy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375927707979555458" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent Sat night, then got up early to go to Temple Square to hear music and the spoken word. We had never been before and it was really nice. All in all it was a fun weekend. Until we went to pick Brock up and he didn't want to come home with us! I don't think he missed us one little bit! I guess Tim and I should be taking more weekend get aways! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslhTh8nsI/AAAAAAAABxk/GgKfFCOZT5Q/s1600-h/DSCN0098.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpslhTh8nsI/AAAAAAAABxk/GgKfFCOZT5Q/s400/DSCN0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375931834305388226" /&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/9047743323131766258-6630243014703852166?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6630243014703852166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6630243014703852166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6630243014703852166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6630243014703852166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/08/lagoon-take-2.html' title='Lagoon~ Take 2'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Spslg62R0VI/AAAAAAAABxc/mtAlv5pwH8M/s72-c/DSCN0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1605261219225700764</id><published>2009-08-23T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:49:54.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boating and Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went to Twin Lakes with Tim's parents. Twin Lakes is about an hour from Pocatello by a dinky little town called Clifton. Heard of it? Didn't think so. Non the less, we still had a great time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Brock had the cream from about 10 double stuff Oreos for dinner. Thanks Grandma Ulrich. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwT-qL3TI/AAAAAAAABvI/LYQyuePGJtc/s1600-h/HPIM2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwT-qL3TI/AAAAAAAABvI/LYQyuePGJtc/s400/HPIM2050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199318969474354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock is such a master of mischief for sure! He does obey well, but case in point~ He was taking handfulls of sand and throwing them into the lake. No biggie. But then he takes a handful and looks at me and then at Alaina. I just know he wants to chuck it at her. I Say "NO Brock we do not throw sand at Grandma" So what does he do? Well, he doesn't throw the sand, but he walks up to her and wipes it right on her leg. What a little turd. At least he obeyed I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwTal2DyI/AAAAAAAABvA/aUmqo1gl_I0/s1600-h/HPIM2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwTal2DyI/AAAAAAAABvA/aUmqo1gl_I0/s400/HPIM2044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199309287591714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Tim and I in front of the boat. Brock wouldn't join us for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwS0gDngI/AAAAAAAABu4/IkXcbFfkdQQ/s1600-h/HPIM2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwS0gDngI/AAAAAAAABu4/IkXcbFfkdQQ/s400/HPIM2039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199299062767106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me being tough. This is why Brock is so obedient. I lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFuttVhkMI/AAAAAAAABuw/zuQD0sPp00Y/s1600-h/HPIM2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFuttVhkMI/AAAAAAAABuw/zuQD0sPp00Y/s400/HPIM2038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197561972756674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White-eee and Brock. What a cute pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFutJTfoOI/AAAAAAAABuo/qOQXidzIYAY/s1600-h/HPIM2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFutJTfoOI/AAAAAAAABuo/qOQXidzIYAY/s400/HPIM2036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197552300564706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loved to drive the boat. Thank goodness Jay is a patient man. Brock kept hitting his hand away when he tried to steer the boat. It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFusrE71rI/AAAAAAAABug/yqRJLmhikfA/s1600-h/HPIM2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFusrE71rI/AAAAAAAABug/yqRJLmhikfA/s400/HPIM2033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197544186435250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim, uh, enjoying the Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFusOt9S-I/AAAAAAAABuY/K9bMjzBEJOM/s1600-h/HPIM2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFusOt9S-I/AAAAAAAABuY/K9bMjzBEJOM/s400/HPIM2030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197536573869026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driving with Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFur-2eOqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/n8B4YO9awWs/s1600-h/HPIM2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFur-2eOqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/n8B4YO9awWs/s400/HPIM2027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373197532314614434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the lake. Brock had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFt04Ic0hI/AAAAAAAABuI/MyUbki65vlY/s1600-h/HPIM2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFt04Ic0hI/AAAAAAAABuI/MyUbki65vlY/s400/HPIM2023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196585618166290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFt0e5591I/AAAAAAAABuA/w0wXCFNRsiw/s1600-h/HPIM2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFt0e5591I/AAAAAAAABuA/w0wXCFNRsiw/s400/HPIM2021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196578846275410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock and Papa Jay Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtz-pku2I/AAAAAAAABt4/5hRFVxod-Rs/s1600-h/HPIM2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtz-pku2I/AAAAAAAABt4/5hRFVxod-Rs/s400/HPIM2009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196570187840354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we left. Brock Loves the "Truck". Bye Momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtzc3jt0I/AAAAAAAABtw/N5Q7Omb2QQ8/s1600-h/HPIM2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtzc3jt0I/AAAAAAAABtw/N5Q7Omb2QQ8/s400/HPIM2005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196561119688514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Tim is turning into an old man. He recently turned 28!!! I Surprised him with a new set of irons for golfing. It was really fun because he had no idea and was really excited. Tim generally doesn't get too excited about presents, but he was like a little kid, couldn't wait to get the bow off of them and play! It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtyxZL57I/AAAAAAAABto/ZmbLohHJNpY/s1600-h/HPIM1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFtyxZL57I/AAAAAAAABto/ZmbLohHJNpY/s400/HPIM1999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196549449574322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1605261219225700764?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1605261219225700764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1605261219225700764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1605261219225700764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1605261219225700764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/08/boating-and-birthday.html' title='Boating and Birthday'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SpFwT-qL3TI/AAAAAAAABvI/LYQyuePGJtc/s72-c/HPIM2050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4476331253180788326</id><published>2009-08-21T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:34:07.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAAAAAAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I've been neglecting this little blog! I guess I just get behind now that we live in Pocatello. We see Tim's family multiple times a week and I see the Hamilton's all the time too. So they all pretty much know whats going on with us. But, for the rest of you, here is a quick re-cap of what our summer has been like so far!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have had our far share of fun. In fact, this summer has been pretty great. We got to go camping with my parents and the girls. Tim and I got to go on a nice little 4-Wheel ride. Although, I think I bore Tim now. I used to be a dare devil on the 4 wheeler, but now I am just a scared little pansy. Having a kid does that to you I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7moNXNq9I/AAAAAAAABG4/t85rMDycK2A/s400/4-Wheeling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372484983955762130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pocatello also has a great water park called Ross Park. Brock and I like to go there when it is hot enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YlqZK9mI/AAAAAAAABGw/XK-kTprbWjs/s1600-h/RossPark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YlqZK9mI/AAAAAAAABGw/XK-kTprbWjs/s400/RossPark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372469547046205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also got to go to Lagoon with Tim's family. We weren't sure how Brock would do at Lagoon, but he LOVED it! There is a kiddie ride called the Egg Drop. It is just like the Blast Off or Re-Entry for the adults. Anyway, we get Brock on here and all these other parents are giving Tim the Stink Eye because they think Brock is scared. Well, we showed them! As soon as the ride started Brock giggled and squealed with delight the whole time. We rode that about 20 times. Here he is flying the helicopter. Which he also loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7Yk3EaBVI/AAAAAAAABGo/sw-rJjt2kdE/s1600-h/HighFly_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7Yk3EaBVI/AAAAAAAABGo/sw-rJjt2kdE/s400/HighFly_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372469533268903250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is some more Lodge pictures. Grandpa and Dani mowing the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YkaNuLHI/AAAAAAAABGg/NYBE2IM6yXM/s1600-h/Grandpa%26Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YkaNuLHI/AAAAAAAABGg/NYBE2IM6yXM/s400/Grandpa%26Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372469525523344498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Tim and I at Lagoon on the "Choo-Choo" Brock had to ride this multiple times as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YjifYtFI/AAAAAAAABGY/_I9icTlGXiU/s1600-h/EverdayMatters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YjifYtFI/AAAAAAAABGY/_I9icTlGXiU/s400/EverdayMatters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372469510565049426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is cute little Dani. Here and Brock are fast becoming the best of friends. It is so cute to see them play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YjA1MeKI/AAAAAAAABGQ/qbjNf_8jxjU/s1600-h/BeautifulFish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7YjA1MeKI/AAAAAAAABGQ/qbjNf_8jxjU/s400/BeautifulFish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372469501529716898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4476331253180788326?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4476331253180788326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4476331253180788326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4476331253180788326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4476331253180788326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/08/baaaaaad.html' title='BAAAAAAD'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/So7moNXNq9I/AAAAAAAABG4/t85rMDycK2A/s72-c/4-Wheeling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-873777645134910080</id><published>2009-07-29T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:29:18.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your baby is gtowing up when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I looked at Brock just in time to see him about to jump on the couch. He knows this is a "no-no". I gave him a stern look and said "Be Good!" He promptly rolled his eyes, threw up his hands, and screeched "I Know!" He then proceed to jump OFF the couch. Whether he is prematurely turning into a teenager or he learned this from his sassy cousin Danika (age 4), is yet to be determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SnC-dvcZjtI/AAAAAAAABg0/ftvhElwrrYk/s1600-h/HPIM1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SnC-dvcZjtI/AAAAAAAABg0/ftvhElwrrYk/s400/HPIM1890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363996574359326418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SnC-dUiihOI/AAAAAAAABgs/sVrtQzYLL5I/s1600-h/HPIM1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SnC-dUiihOI/AAAAAAAABgs/sVrtQzYLL5I/s400/HPIM1889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363996567137322210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-873777645134910080?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/873777645134910080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=873777645134910080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/873777645134910080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/873777645134910080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-your-baby-is-gtowing-up-when.html' title='You know your baby is gtowing up when...'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SnC-dvcZjtI/AAAAAAAABg0/ftvhElwrrYk/s72-c/HPIM1890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8118247745527414791</id><published>2009-07-14T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:50:29.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP, Life Lessons, and Little Blessings{or miracles}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I am sure you have been wondering just where in the heck we have been! Truthfully, I have somewhat taken a break from the internet and the computer (yes even scrap booking, gasp!) and it has really been a nice break. But, now that we are all moved and somewhat settled in, I figured I should probably do some sort of an update here! So and way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;RIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;Our poor entertainment center. This was the first real piece of furniture that Tim and I purchased with our own hard earned $. He have had it almost 5 years! Unfortunately when we moved to Seattle, Tim broke it :( So Seattle will for ever be it's resting place! He was a good entertainment center. I was pretty bummed until Tim took me to Ikea to buy a new one! Can't wait to set it up in Boise! As you can see, Brock had a ball helping Tim take it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;apart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQTPM5uNI/AAAAAAAABao/i_a2s6vIphg/s400/HPIM1857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316316836608210" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQS2TdPMI/AAAAAAAABag/W9XW6Fzd7pg/s400/HPIM1856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316310153215170" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok, I don't have a picture for the Life Lessons, but believe me DO NOT BUY CHEAP PACKING TAPE! Seriously, this is not the time to save a little $$ my friends. I think every box that I triple taped with the cheap stuff bust open while loading into the truck! I am praying that mice don't get into our boxes while they are in storage in Boise. Because having to replace all that stuff is a lot more expensive then splurging a few extra bucks for the good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#FF6600;"&gt;Little Blessings~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#FF6600;"&gt;The trip home was full of little blessings. #1 Our Moving truck. I sincerely wish I would have been able to take a picture of the moving truck. I don't know how, but we managed to squeeze a 5 person family, plus us and a single guy all into one 25 ft trailer. Granted that is huge, but combined we have a lot of stuff! I was VERY worried when they brought the truck over and it looked already half full! Without our stuff! Anyway, some how it all fit. I kept telling the guys {Tim, DJ and Mike} that they needed to take a picture for proof in case they bombed their boards. There was no way anything but a surgeons hands could have packed that truck so tightly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#FF6600;"&gt;#2. MY truck. Ya'know old red? Yes we still have her and she is still kicking... Some what. She sat for A YEAR in front of our apartment complex. It was impossible to drive that huge thing in Seattle. Anyway, it made it all the way home! I think this is a small miracle as the poor truck is over 10 years old. and another small miracle is that Tim didn't pass out from a) heat exhaustion as the AC doesn't work and b) boredom as he was alone and the stereo doesn't work either! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#FF6600;"&gt;#3 {#4} these 2 kind of go together. My parents. First of all my mom. I am so gratefull and blessed that she was willing to come to Seattle for nothing but a few days of packing. I know we would not have been able to get along with out her! I also would have probably fallen asleep on the way home! SO thanks mom I love you! And then there is my Dad. The whole time I was begging him to come, but he just said he didn't feel he could miss work. Maybe it was something more. But while we were moving, my sweet Grandma Pearson passed away. I am so glad that my dad was able to be by her side instead of with me. What a great blessing. I am so glad that Brock and Grandma got to meet a few times. She was a sweet and strong lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQsjFOfPI/AAAAAAAABbY/CEmKkQ5ujd8/s400/PreciousTime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316751669853426" /&gt;OK enough chatter! Here are a few pictures of what's been going on. Here is Brock and me at Des Moin Beach in Seattle. It is pictures like these that I will miss. Seattle really is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQSmX6VRI/AAAAAAAABaY/Nullh2xtTu0/s400/HPIM1832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316305876931858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is self explanatory. Brock loves to be naked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQTQWVybI/AAAAAAAABaw/LN_45lGnzMQ/s400/HPIM1858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316317144631730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Brock at Ross Park. He was having a great time in the kiddie area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQsdt-HVI/AAAAAAAABbQ/VG6rgACvpd0/s1600-h/HPIM1876.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQsdt-HVI/AAAAAAAABbQ/VG6rgACvpd0/s400/HPIM1876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316750230134098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQr6kK6_I/AAAAAAAABbI/sD7MSIcHIdM/s1600-h/HPIM1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQr6kK6_I/AAAAAAAABbI/sD7MSIcHIdM/s400/HPIM1874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316740793789426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here we are at hie 2nd birthday. I can't believe my little Turd is 2! He has changed so much in one year. Here are a few things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ He used to be fearless. Now he is fearful. He doesn't like strangers like he used to and we cant get him any where near a 4 wheeler or motorcycle and he used to love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ he loves to play with other kids. He is so cute! The first thing he does when he meets someone new is point to me and say "The momma?" He is only two and already such a gentlemen, introducing me to all his friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ He is a picky eater! This is hard for me. He used to eat everything we would put in front of him. Now he only wants fruit, cheese quesadillas with catsup, or oatmeal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ He is a huge Momma's boy. He is my little side kick and he gives the best hugs, kisses and snuggles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe he made it through 2 years with Tim and I as parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQq8Pa7II/AAAAAAAABbA/P1kCTZGuWr8/s1600-h/HPIM1868.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQq8Pa7II/AAAAAAAABbA/P1kCTZGuWr8/s400/HPIM1868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316724063759490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQTosohEI/AAAAAAAABa4/DMSll5aSPXY/s1600-h/HPIM1867.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQTosohEI/AAAAAAAABa4/DMSll5aSPXY/s400/HPIM1867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358316323680584770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8118247745527414791?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8118247745527414791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8118247745527414791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8118247745527414791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8118247745527414791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-life-lessons-and-little-blessingsor.html' title='RIP, Life Lessons, and Little Blessings{or miracles}'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SlyQTPM5uNI/AAAAAAAABao/i_a2s6vIphg/s72-c/HPIM1857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4691499457079220539</id><published>2009-06-23T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:32:29.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bittersweet Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As much as I have looked forward to this day, I can't believe it is time for us to leave Seattle. Don't get me wrong, I am beyond ecstatic to get back to Idaho, but now that the moving day is literally around the corner, I find myself thinking of the things I am going to miss about this place. Here is a short list~&lt;div&gt;1. Trader Joes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 689px; height: 131px;" src="http://www.traderjoes.com/Images/Headers/trader_who.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this grocery store. It is tiny and totally hippie. But I love the prices and the organic food. I am really going to miss walking to this place a few times a week. Plus the people here are really nice. (Unlike all the other Stuck up places by my house. And I am being very serious!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGnZ_cMYMI/AAAAAAAABUQ/l5fZBoK_k_M/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350741897261113538" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Tim and I complained quite a bit about what a pain driving is due to the water, but it really makes for a beautiful city. For some reason I am feeling sad to leave the ocean. Even though it's not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right in Seattle, we visited a few times and I really, really enjoyed it. I think I could have been a beach bum in another life.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGoEaU_XXI/AAAAAAAABUY/jKLdLgGDaDE/s320/HPIM1774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350742626033163634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Olympic Peninsula. I am SO bummed we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did not get to do this more! I could really live in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sequim. Love it there. Tim and I have plans to vacation here someday {soon hopefully} and I highly recommend it to anyone visiting Seattle. Heck, I'd skip Seattle all together and spend the whole vacation here!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am sure I had more of a list in my head, but i cant remember now. Ha Ha. I really do want to move back home! But, just to keep in with the list, here are a few things I will NOT be missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Traffic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Mean People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. People asking me if I am Brock's Nanny (seriously)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. People looking down on me when I say I am his Mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Mean People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Everything is PRICEY here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Driving at least 30 mins to get where ever I want to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Dogs in the the grocery store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Mean People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. No super wal mart or winco or Wendy's or any normal fast food with in 5 miles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can go on and on and on. But I wont :D. Although, I am glad I got the chance to live in a huge city. I now know I am a small town girl at heart and am pretty convinced that Tim and I will end up in a small{er} town. Even if we would have loved Seattle, I think I would have a hard time living so far away from family. {Special thanks to Natalie and Lance for taking such good care of us!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'm done with my little soap box or whatever. Here are some recent pictures put into scrapbook LO's I know you all love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Brenna. She is such a beautiful young lady. I can't wait to see the Hamilton's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGlo_TnRDI/AAAAAAAABUA/YtbMOCTokb0/s400/UR_Beautiful.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739955899909170" /&gt;Here are the pictures from Brock's recent yogurt bath {using a kit I made}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGlpDdM9-I/AAAAAAAABUI/i_NE5m-woe8/s400/Yogurt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739957013870562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few more of our family pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldyj7jUI/AAAAAAAABT4/0Oab1LVk7Vo/s1600-h/HappyEnding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldyj7jUI/AAAAAAAABT4/0Oab1LVk7Vo/s400/HappyEnding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739763500125506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldgwmMkI/AAAAAAAABTw/WLLYEquNrKw/s1600-h/Goof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldgwmMkI/AAAAAAAABTw/WLLYEquNrKw/s400/Goof.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739758721413698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldXTen9I/AAAAAAAABTo/PzQJiSkcncw/s1600-h/FRF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldXTen9I/AAAAAAAABTo/PzQJiSkcncw/s400/FRF2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739756183363538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldbXaNZI/AAAAAAAABTg/RHYau12Vigw/s1600-h/FRF-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldbXaNZI/AAAAAAAABTg/RHYau12Vigw/s400/FRF-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739757273593234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Brock with his little trains. {I made this kit too]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldBs8BqI/AAAAAAAABTY/H-E5QzfeLT0/s1600-h/AllBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGldBs8BqI/AAAAAAAABTY/H-E5QzfeLT0/s400/AllBoy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350739750384567970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, that is what is happening with the Ulrich's. I put a link to a HILARIOUS video. If you love the 80's {uh Lachelle?} or just like to laugh you have to watch this. I have watched 3 times and it still makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj-x9ygQEGA&amp;amp;feature=popular"&gt;Funnny Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4691499457079220539?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4691499457079220539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4691499457079220539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4691499457079220539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4691499457079220539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet-farewell.html' title='A Bittersweet Farewell'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SkGnZ_cMYMI/AAAAAAAABUQ/l5fZBoK_k_M/s72-c/DSC_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8222863781162813260</id><published>2009-06-18T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:28:15.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brock must be Worried about Wrinkles</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cee1a6154f65a456" 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://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcee1a6154f65a456%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399248%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C60B56CD4C62A0EBF555B0D7C478148527F7044.5FC8B68862812A116E8F2D776C5A34FF82E36BE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcee1a6154f65a456%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiPFblQzE5A8pevxdBXqQusizLjc&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://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcee1a6154f65a456%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399248%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C60B56CD4C62A0EBF555B0D7C478148527F7044.5FC8B68862812A116E8F2D776C5A34FF82E36BE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcee1a6154f65a456%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiPFblQzE5A8pevxdBXqQusizLjc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I think he must have seen it on an info mercial or something. The wonders a yogurt bath could have on your skin. Why else would he do this?&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, he is a little boy. And I love him more everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8222863781162813260?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cee1a6154f65a456&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8222863781162813260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8222863781162813260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8222863781162813260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8222863781162813260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/06/brock-is-worried-about-wrikles.html' title='Brock must be Worried about Wrinkles'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-9155967729708021481</id><published>2009-05-31T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:57:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been There....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, I've been.... there. I'll tell you where in a minute. First you have to suffer through all the shctuff we have been up too lately! he he. Don't worry I'l be brief and let the pictures do the talking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our family pictures taken a few weeks back. Brock and Tim had matching shirts,  but Tim thought it was a good idea to give Brock a Hot Tamale candy right as we were stepping out the door. Ya it took all of 3 seconds before Brock had red droole all down he shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is about the only good family picture we got. After 3 hours of church and no nap, Brock was not in the mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTN8YVSmI/AAAAAAAABJw/iMiIO56YJkA/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTN8YVSmI/AAAAAAAABJw/iMiIO56YJkA/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342134713258953314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is cute though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTNSJXCTI/AAAAAAAABJo/_uhv-H9DRqU/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTNSJXCTI/AAAAAAAABJo/_uhv-H9DRqU/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342134701921863986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTNLJFISI/AAAAAAAABJg/79-LGnaLRdA/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTNLJFISI/AAAAAAAABJg/79-LGnaLRdA/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342134700041642274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did get a ton of cute ones of me and Tim, which is nice as we never have pictures of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTMwrcApI/AAAAAAAABJY/5q2b4n9hSfA/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTMwrcApI/AAAAAAAABJY/5q2b4n9hSfA/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342134692937990802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock's newest thing is trains. He just loves this train set from Ikea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTMi_kWbI/AAAAAAAABJQ/9USn0YydHK8/s1600-h/HPIM1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTMi_kWbI/AAAAAAAABJQ/9USn0YydHK8/s400/HPIM1699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342134689264327090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For memorial Day, we uh..."celebrated" by having a picnic in our living room. Not quit 4-wheeling in Mink Creek, but Tim had a final the next day and couldn't do anything more fun. Brock had a hoot though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSW4hnEqI/AAAAAAAABJI/1SqpbO3Y8d4/s1600-h/HPIM1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSW4hnEqI/AAAAAAAABJI/1SqpbO3Y8d4/s400/HPIM1701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133767331320482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No better way to eat chips then with a fork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWpQE08I/AAAAAAAABJA/R2rXnBhk2ng/s1600-h/HPIM1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWpQE08I/AAAAAAAABJA/R2rXnBhk2ng/s400/HPIM1713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133763231241154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Brock in the morning, He loves to strip before he goes to sleep, the goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWZFxB9I/AAAAAAAABI4/WqeGFBFIzqg/s1600-h/HPIM1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWZFxB9I/AAAAAAAABI4/WqeGFBFIzqg/s400/HPIM1722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133758893033426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend we took a last minute trip to the Olympic Peninsula. It was so much fun. I only wish we would have had more time to play. I really want to go back again. We'll see if I can talk Tim into before we leave! &lt;div&gt;Here we are at the Dungeness Sand Spit. The longest Natural Spit in the PNW. All of our friends just raved about it so we had to check it out. It was so foggy though, I couldn't see for more that a few hundred yards into the ocean. I kept expecting the Black Pearl to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWElxuHI/AAAAAAAABIw/gJXeIAlxu-Q/s1600-h/HPIM1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSWElxuHI/AAAAAAAABIw/gJXeIAlxu-Q/s400/HPIM1729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133753390151794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loved the waves. He had fun walking the beach and throwing rocks with Tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSVuO-09I/AAAAAAAABIo/UAixyblp6O8/s1600-h/HPIM1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMSVuO-09I/AAAAAAAABIo/UAixyblp6O8/s400/HPIM1730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133747388961746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our hike back we spotted this deer, right off the trail. Brock is too interested with the deer to look at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMR0C69QLI/AAAAAAAABIg/rDeu4cYMm2w/s1600-h/HPIM1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMR0C69QLI/AAAAAAAABIg/rDeu4cYMm2w/s400/HPIM1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133168826564786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, sorry to all you hard core sand spit lovers, but Tim and I were a little bit let down. We went to Realto Beach in La Push (i think you may have heard of La Push) afterwards, and it was SO MUCH COOLER! We wish we would have hung out there all day. Here are some awesome pictures taken from the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRz_Vc5yI/AAAAAAAABIY/7-Lw_2ftn7A/s1600-h/HPIM1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRz_Vc5yI/AAAAAAAABIY/7-Lw_2ftn7A/s400/HPIM1747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133167863949090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{up the beach there is First Beach and the cliffs made famous by Twilight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzrWz-MI/AAAAAAAABIQ/12QLpbJJaLo/s1600-h/HPIM1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzrWz-MI/AAAAAAAABIQ/12QLpbJJaLo/s400/HPIM1748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133162500946114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{here is Azkaban.... according to Tim}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzXiMB3I/AAAAAAAABII/0-5mzoKd6yc/s1600-h/HPIM1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzXiMB3I/AAAAAAAABII/0-5mzoKd6yc/s400/HPIM1752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133157179950962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loves the waves. He liked to go to the edge and then let the Foam "chase" him. In fact we both got caught and got our shoes wet and full of sand. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzJVefAI/AAAAAAAABIA/IYJEKmQYp6E/s1600-h/HPIM1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRzJVefAI/AAAAAAAABIA/IYJEKmQYp6E/s400/HPIM1759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342133153368538114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big drift wood! The drift wood was amazing on the beach! I could have played all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRfGnz8pI/AAAAAAAABH4/pKWhehdjdn0/s1600-h/HPIM1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRfGnz8pI/AAAAAAAABH4/pKWhehdjdn0/s400/HPIM1761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132809042752146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some one (not me!!!) had put this in the sand. I was tempted to cross it out and write Edward, but though better of it, after all, we were in wolf territory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRexhovDI/AAAAAAAABHw/EbCYYZrtrp4/s1600-h/HPIM1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRexhovDI/AAAAAAAABHw/EbCYYZrtrp4/s400/HPIM1767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132803379706930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMReib_MEI/AAAAAAAABHo/AVvCY3soxjk/s1600-h/HPIM1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMReib_MEI/AAAAAAAABHo/AVvCY3soxjk/s400/HPIM1775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132799329480770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim climbed up a little hill. Can you see me and Brock down there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMReOKkUVI/AAAAAAAABHg/_4TPhn2WfGA/s1600-h/HPIM1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMReOKkUVI/AAAAAAAABHg/_4TPhn2WfGA/s400/HPIM1780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132793887707474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{drum roll please} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I made Tim drive me into Forks. And it was..... disappointing? It is really just a dumpy little town with way to much Twilight pride. Seriously, there were posters everywhere. Even a few shops dedicated to Twilight memorabilia.  I considered becoming "team Jacob" just because La Push is so beautiful and much cooler that Forks. But, I didn't ;) But here is the sign to prove it. I was going to get out of the car and stand by the sign. But, due to Tim's immense teasing, and my own embarrassment, I decided not to. BUT, I have still been there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRd7c45zI/AAAAAAAABHY/mqIbqa8SIUY/s1600-h/HPIM1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMRd7c45zI/AAAAAAAABHY/mqIbqa8SIUY/s400/HPIM1784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342132788864280370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all our weekend was pretty fun. I really want to go back and just stay on the beach. The Olympic Peninsula is a BEAUTIFUL place, and if any of our WA friends haven't been there yet, GO! Skip the spit though and head straight for the beaches at La Push! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-9155967729708021481?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/9155967729708021481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=9155967729708021481&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9155967729708021481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9155967729708021481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-there.html' title='I&apos;ve Been There....'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SiMTN8YVSmI/AAAAAAAABJw/iMiIO56YJkA/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4432677551356169500</id><published>2009-05-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:11:31.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for the Grandparents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When it rains it Pours, and well, I do live in Seattle! Lots to catch up on. We have been a house of sicky's lately. It seems that Brock and I just switch off on when to be sick. He had a cough last week and now I have a cough, sore throat etc. No fun. Last weekend when we were both feeling ok we did sneak in a little hike. It was lots of fun, until I walked into Stinging Nettle. OUCH! If you have never felt stinging Nettle, it literally  feels like something bites you! It really, really hurts! And my legs were stinging  and tingly all night long. Not fun at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We took Brock to the Dr. the other day for a well baby check up. According to Tim, the nurse who was administering the shots was moving so fast the needles were flying all over the place (I wasn't there). Needless to say, she poked herself. They made Tim wait an extra 45 mins because they wanted to draw blood from Brock to make sure he didn't have HIV or something (seriously?). But, they finally sent him home. Well, later that week I get a call from the social worker at the medical center saying the nurse was freaking out and if we didn't go in, they would get a court ordered blood test. Ridiculous. So I had to take poor Brock in for a blood draw. :( He did rather well, but it still broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok on to the pictures, Brock has turned into quite the little stripper as of late. He Loves to take his clothes off. Especially at night or during naps. This is what we find all the time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvgqVPFI/AAAAAAAABEY/NBTRqrpM080/s1600-h/HPIM1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvgqVPFI/AAAAAAAABEY/NBTRqrpM080/s400/HPIM1678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721838608989266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvQMSIJI/AAAAAAAABEI/Y4DsPlF_Bo8/s400/HPIM1671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721834187989138" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKok9HkII/AAAAAAAABEA/bVXp4mnDRAQ/s400/HPIM1670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721719502442626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily he hasn't figured out how to wiggle out of his diaper yet. I do not want a "Poo-caso" on my hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a cute picture!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvgPxIvI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5PzjD6ysews/s1600-h/HPIM1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvgPxIvI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5PzjD6ysews/s400/HPIM1676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721838497571570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok and here are a bunch of recent scrapbook LO's~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to be directed to my scrap blog if you want credits to these kits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoWL7EMI/AAAAAAAABD4/aHE1rOWUepY/s1600-h/WannaRide-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoWL7EMI/AAAAAAAABD4/aHE1rOWUepY/s400/WannaRide-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721715538006210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoTnmzmI/AAAAAAAABDw/GfUqIbjpIPA/s1600-h/Remember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoTnmzmI/AAAAAAAABDw/GfUqIbjpIPA/s400/Remember.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721714848812642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Amy and Brian when they visited Seattle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoRkLohI/AAAAAAAABDo/4GPmueZsS28/s1600-h/Pikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoRkLohI/AAAAAAAABDo/4GPmueZsS28/s400/Pikes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721714297578002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock and Owen are such great friends! We are going to miss them when they move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoJFtYgI/AAAAAAAABDg/LcNMUjWXMOc/s1600-h/Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKoJFtYgI/AAAAAAAABDg/LcNMUjWXMOc/s400/Joy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721712022282754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQALg0EI/AAAAAAAABC4/zd3MqP9TqbE/s400/BeautifuDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721297313845314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQX0BVqI/AAAAAAAABDY/J_MGINvIUzA/s1600-h/Disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQX0BVqI/AAAAAAAABDY/J_MGINvIUzA/s400/Disney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721303657764514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few of my sweet little Danika. I can't wait to see her and the rest of the Hamilton's. If I am not mistaken, they owe me about 100 hours of babysitting, so I am looking forward to that... { :D }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQfUmqUI/AAAAAAAABDQ/V24w8nhW9ok/s1600-h/Danika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQfUmqUI/AAAAAAAABDQ/V24w8nhW9ok/s400/Danika.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721305673476418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQSCW32I/AAAAAAAABDI/FwXIEB0uQDA/s1600-h/Dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQSCW32I/AAAAAAAABDI/FwXIEB0uQDA/s400/Dani.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721302107283298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here is little Brock. Awwww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQMOu6vI/AAAAAAAABDA/wTtuVncaVIs/s1600-h/BrandNew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKQMOu6vI/AAAAAAAABDA/wTtuVncaVIs/s400/BrandNew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721300548578034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few things Brock has been doing lately, he now loves trains. I bought him a little train set at Ikea and it is his new favorite thing. He loves his "Choo choo" as he calls them. He is talking up a storm. Some of our favorites include ~ "Go get it!" "Night night" "kisses" "jesus" "juice" "snack" and many others. He is always talking, I just can't understand him half the time! He has also became very affectionate. He was always a snuggler, but he now loves to give kisses. Grandparents be warned: Brock loves to give open mouth, wet, slobbery kisses. (Probably why I always get sick from him). I just can't turn him away though because he is always so proud of himself! Just a little warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4432677551356169500?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4432677551356169500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4432677551356169500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4432677551356169500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4432677551356169500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-ones-for-grandparents.html' title='This one&apos;s for the Grandparents!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SgxKvgqVPFI/AAAAAAAABEY/NBTRqrpM080/s72-c/HPIM1678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3367711050517496899</id><published>2009-04-20T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:17:26.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alrighty~ Here is what I do during nap time. Special thanks to Abbey and Amy for letting me scrap some of their pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbsuXuXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/848SO3DgWK8/s1600-h/LoveBirds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbsuXuXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/848SO3DgWK8/s400/LoveBirds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915509622913394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbWThZBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/CWVPRiXAKyA/s1600-h/SamAndClaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbWThZBI/AAAAAAAAA1c/CWVPRiXAKyA/s400/SamAndClaire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915503604720658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbSah67I/AAAAAAAAA1U/5Pa0nHraWxo/s1600-h/just-thegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbSah67I/AAAAAAAAA1U/5Pa0nHraWxo/s400/just-thegirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915502560373682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbFErVWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/TNtCSpXcXkc/s1600-h/HandsomeDevil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbFErVWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/TNtCSpXcXkc/s400/HandsomeDevil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915498979054946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbF97q0I/AAAAAAAAA1E/7agWocnvxS0/s1600-h/Claire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbF97q0I/AAAAAAAAA1E/7agWocnvxS0/s400/Claire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915499219200834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BE3MQHlI/AAAAAAAAA08/jQSow3_b6OE/s1600-h/Bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BE3MQHlI/AAAAAAAAA08/jQSow3_b6OE/s400/Bright.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915117295607378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEqxnizI/AAAAAAAAA00/jer4Fh5FrdE/s1600-h/BestBuds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEqxnizI/AAAAAAAAA00/jer4Fh5FrdE/s400/BestBuds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915113962670898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEnM-ZuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/90fe1oqgET8/s1600-h/Adventure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEnM-ZuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/90fe1oqgET8/s400/Adventure.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915113003673314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEUChvAI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_QWADzt_VUQ/s1600-h/Adorable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEUChvAI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_QWADzt_VUQ/s400/Adorable.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915107859577858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEc_NbtI/AAAAAAAAA0c/lSKUuIyEHPA/s1600-h/%231Stud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BEc_NbtI/AAAAAAAAA0c/lSKUuIyEHPA/s400/%231Stud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915110261583570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, have you had enough for one day? If you want to know where to get any of these kits (if any of you digital scrapbook, haha) just post a comment or email me and I will send you the info!&lt;div&gt;Isn't my family the cutest ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3367711050517496899?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3367711050517496899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3367711050517496899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3367711050517496899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3367711050517496899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/04/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Se0BbsuXuXI/AAAAAAAAA1k/848SO3DgWK8/s72-c/LoveBirds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-2580882123561516416</id><published>2009-04-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:35:51.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a New Hobby..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As you may or may not know, I have done injured myself :( My foot is hurt in some way. Not sure what is wrong with is, however, I do know it is not a stress fracture. So, yay for that. But, I can't run and I am going crazy! I was up to 13 miles too! SO instead of running in the am, I have taken to... shopping. In fact, today I was the FIRST customer at Costco. I couldn't believe it when I pulled into an empty parking lot at 9:30.  Apparently Costco doesn't open until 10. I felt like the biggest loser waiting in my car for a half hour for the store to open. I wasn't going to go home,  it's like a 10 mile drive! And I wasn't going to go driving around down town Seattle either. So I sat. And waited. All the while wishing my stupid foot was better and I was out hitting the pavement. I will say though the parking lot was about 1/4 full by the time it opened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I just had to get that off my chest. Get ready for picture over load.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our little Easter morning celebration~ Brock had a ball finding eggs. Instead of putting them into his basket he just tossed them. When one broke open to revel candy, well that was the end of that. Instead, he just stuffed as much candy as possible into his mouth, as you will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfr20uJeI/AAAAAAAAAyg/H15BU6GZyFE/s1600-h/HPIM1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfr20uJeI/AAAAAAAAAyg/H15BU6GZyFE/s400/HPIM1643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767341491135970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrkBpK3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/bKSfbgMsuQA/s1600-h/HPIM1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrkBpK3I/AAAAAAAAAyY/bKSfbgMsuQA/s400/HPIM1637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767336445062002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrZjRgQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/HxDL1C80-wI/s1600-h/HPIM1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrZjRgQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/HxDL1C80-wI/s400/HPIM1633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767333633327362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrNW6v_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/luxJsdNuEhU/s1600-h/HPIM1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfrNW6v_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/luxJsdNuEhU/s400/HPIM1632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767330360279026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfd9hMr2I/AAAAAAAAAyA/xpJdW5TxvVE/s1600-h/HPIM1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfd9hMr2I/AAAAAAAAAyA/xpJdW5TxvVE/s400/HPIM1631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767102770130786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lucky to have dinner with Lance and Natalie. We love going over there for dinner, Natalie is an amazing cook! It is so nice to have family close by!&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of Brock taking care of Tim when he came home from school sick. How sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfd6awXSI/AAAAAAAAAx4/GV13GRSR3oo/s1600-h/HPIM1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfd6awXSI/AAAAAAAAAx4/GV13GRSR3oo/s400/HPIM1592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767101937802530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock has been a sick little guy for the last 3 weeks. He has had pink eye numerous times, a respiratory infection, and now a cough. Here is a sad little picture of when his eyes looked the worse (another reason I am going crazy, I can't take Brock to the gym until he gets better, we have pretty much been on house arrest)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdkwVXRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/GgUJ9GZfBNQ/s1600-h/HPIM1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdkwVXRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/GgUJ9GZfBNQ/s400/HPIM1563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767096122727698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Melissa is pretty handy with a camera. Look at all these cute pictures of Brock and Owen. They are such good little buddies and always play so well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdVSLvrI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DS4gQ7io4yY/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdVSLvrI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DS4gQ7io4yY/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767091969736370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdH4AiVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JojDPjFHmBE/s1600-h/DSC_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfdH4AiVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JojDPjFHmBE/s400/DSC_0296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767088370288978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfPA-MLiI/AAAAAAAAAxY/y5arht-KRzE/s1600-h/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfPA-MLiI/AAAAAAAAAxY/y5arht-KRzE/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766845999001122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfO9XYB2I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6Lp3lh5HO4k/s1600-h/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfO9XYB2I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6Lp3lh5HO4k/s400/DSC_0263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766845030893410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loves to look at airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOrXBe7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/YZkq1NYXhIE/s1600-h/DSC_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOrXBe7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/YZkq1NYXhIE/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766840197577650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOQorIQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8lNWWutgonY/s1600-h/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOQorIQI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8lNWWutgonY/s400/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766833023852802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOEGgXwI/AAAAAAAAAw4/aPNYIUfliEk/s1600-h/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfOEGgXwI/AAAAAAAAAw4/aPNYIUfliEk/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324766829659315970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-2580882123561516416?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/2580882123561516416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=2580882123561516416&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2580882123561516416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2580882123561516416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-new-hobby.html' title='I Need a New Hobby..'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SeVfr20uJeI/AAAAAAAAAyg/H15BU6GZyFE/s72-c/HPIM1643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8155978987202161086</id><published>2009-03-23T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:45:51.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging~ Isn't is about.....Time?</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends. Please forgive my blogging absence. I have been feeling sick alot lately, ya know nausea an vomiting in the mornings.....&lt;div&gt;Ok just kidding. I should have saved that one until April 1st! But really, the only excuse I have is simply that I am lazy. Ya. I know I stink! Anyway, here is what we have been up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last week was Tim's Spring Break. We didn't do anything spectacular, just hung out together. It was really nice. Brock really does miss his daddy durning the week. It broke his little heart this morning when Tim had to leave. :( But he quickly got over it when I put cars in for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg7EX43OI/AAAAAAAAAks/ASEAmkJZLjQ/s1600-h/HPIM1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg7EX43OI/AAAAAAAAAks/ASEAmkJZLjQ/s400/HPIM1558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316465190525000930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock is so happy in the mornings! I love that he is always excited to eat his bowl of oatmeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg6ZQnNUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gN9Kjkev4d8/s1600-h/HPIM1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg6ZQnNUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gN9Kjkev4d8/s400/HPIM1551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316465178951759170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you didn't know, Brock doesn't wear bibs. He wears capes backwards. This is how I feel sometimes! Sometimes he just wont let me take them off. It's strange I know. And other times when I feel he should keep them on (ie meal time) he refuses to keep them on. What a little stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg6Y2WF4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/yYAGyHcBuYc/s1600-h/HPIM1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg6Y2WF4I/AAAAAAAAAkc/yYAGyHcBuYc/s400/HPIM1543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316465178841585538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is Brock in his Easter Suit. I know it's early, but I had to put him in it. How handsome is he? Seriously though! (Ok, Tim  you don't look to bad yourself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg5ytfXtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/XqXA8BX5RAs/s1600-h/HPIM1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg5ytfXtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/XqXA8BX5RAs/s400/HPIM1542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316465168603897554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little jacket even has shoulder pads. Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgOf-0VUI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3rSE-7Vb4Y4/s1600-h/HPIM1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgOf-0VUI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3rSE-7Vb4Y4/s400/HPIM1530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316464424841925954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we have some of Brock's more devious play time activities. Making a mess. Here is exhibit A~ a full bag of animal crackers spilled over the floor. He does look guilty doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgN2ePZCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ymoEaIKBAZU/s1600-h/HPIM1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgN2ePZCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ymoEaIKBAZU/s400/HPIM1527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316464413699433506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim and I have really made it a priority to go on a adults only date night at least 2 times a month. It has been so rewarding in our relationship to remember that the little things are important too. I talked Tim into going for sushi. I love sushi, but Tim wasn't so sure. Well he actually loved it and we even took Amy and Brian when they came to visit. Yumo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgNfWKenI/AAAAAAAAAj8/N6C603qroBo/s1600-h/HPIM1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgNfWKenI/AAAAAAAAAj8/N6C603qroBo/s400/HPIM1522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316464407491541618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how cute we are! I made Tim dress up a bit. It is just fun to dress up sometimes! For all our Seattle friends, if you want amazing sushi that is very reasonable, go to Village Sushi. It is so goood! Mandi, sorry you cant (pregnant you know) but everybody else definitely should!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgNOQ7l-I/AAAAAAAAAj0/83ttKtTegpM/s1600-h/HPIM1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgNOQ7l-I/AAAAAAAAAj0/83ttKtTegpM/s400/HPIM1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316464402906191842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, Brock. I love this little guy. He is so funny sometimes. He is completely enamored with the disney movie cars. We have all things Cars too. Movie, books, cars, jammies. Well he pulled his Cars PJ's out one day and insisted I put them on (insisted really means screamed until I figured out what he wanted). Then he wouldn't let me take them off. I know it looks like he had been working out and bulking up, but really, he was wearing a sweater under there and wouldn't let me take it off. Jeesh. Gotta love him though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgLzUELZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/PJcswRD6QTo/s1600-h/HPIM1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/ScfgLzUELZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/PJcswRD6QTo/s400/HPIM1519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316464378491710866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And on to other news, Brock has started saying even more words. Some of his favorites are "dig, dig, dig" "up" "mine" "don't" "nite nite" "booty, booty, booty (thanks Tim)" and lots of other jargon that I can't quite understand yet. He is really good at saying things once (like a person's name) but will never say it again. I am continuing to train for the Pocatello Marathon. It is going well. My body is adjusting to running longer distances. The first time I ran 10 miles I was so tired, I could hardly walk the rest of the day. Last time I ran 10 miles and felt great all day. My legs were a little tired, but that was it. So that is good because 10 miles isn't even half of a marathon! My feet though... well I don't think there is any hope for them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what we have been up to. Pretty boring really. I will try to be better at blogging in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8155978987202161086?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8155978987202161086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8155978987202161086&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8155978987202161086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8155978987202161086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-isnt-is-abouttime.html' title='Blogging~ Isn&apos;t is about.....Time?'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/Scfg7EX43OI/AAAAAAAAAks/ASEAmkJZLjQ/s72-c/HPIM1558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1289086667915471972</id><published>2009-02-23T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:17:38.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One O'clock church is Rough...</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true. 1:00 church for people with kids is just the pits. I think that people with small children who still take naps should always go to early morning church (kids wake us up at the crack of dawn anyway) and families with teenage children should go to afternoon church (after all teen love to sleep in). This just makes sense to me and I think it would end a lot of tears and battles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dab8d418df10fba5" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddab8d418df10fba5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AE411F44B74D45DE307E495AAA96C729E6F6F27.3AB3E7C544D672ABB96D6CE6CAB5EC0AB31DDC09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddab8d418df10fba5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbPfvj-eyW28LLmWEJDcVwd-FxA8&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddab8d418df10fba5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6AE411F44B74D45DE307E495AAA96C729E6F6F27.3AB3E7C544D672ABB96D6CE6CAB5EC0AB31DDC09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddab8d418df10fba5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbPfvj-eyW28LLmWEJDcVwd-FxA8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This video was filmed at about 6:30 pm. Brock pretty much went to bed at 7 and slept until 8:30 Mon morning. Poor guy!&lt;div&gt;Here are some more scrap LO's I have done. This first one is one of my favorites to date. Love the colors! Remember that day, Jay? We surprised you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAK7r-mPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gtjhW25-dqU/s400/TheBeginning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225711281772786" /&gt;I really like this one too. Brock is such a goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAKuGdSPI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KnW_XycRxzM/s400/Alive.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225707634739442" /&gt;And here is one of sweet little Dani when she was just a wee bitty baby. This is when Tim and I used to beg to babysit here all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAKhQNc_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vZkgmdzxLGo/s400/D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225704185983986" /&gt;And here are a few photos of Brock. Now post would be complete with out that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to post this first pic because I just think he is looking so old here! And he isn't even 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAKpBFjeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/TRdAjya6Stw/s400/HPIM1514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225706270035426" /&gt;And there is really nothing too remarkable about this one, except see that box of Jiffy? He refused to eat his oatmeal with out the box. And when we finally relented and gave it to him, he proceeded to sit and read it like a cereal box. What a goofy kid. And we love him so much too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAKSRZi9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/DYgQz1i5Rn8/s400/HPIM1511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225700164438994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1289086667915471972?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dab8d418df10fba5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1289086667915471972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1289086667915471972&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1289086667915471972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1289086667915471972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-oclock-church-is-rough.html' title='One O&apos;clock church is Rough...'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SaOAK7r-mPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gtjhW25-dqU/s72-c/TheBeginning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8630949007606668811</id><published>2009-02-16T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:05:03.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello family. Sorry I have been so anti-family blog lately! I post to my scrap blog all the time! The reason I haven't blogged much is because nothing is going on up here in dreary ol' Seattle. So here is what I have been doing this past month. Scrapbooking! Doesn't Tim look like a little boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEgmq3uI/AAAAAAAABAc/DgMGeY4MCe8/s1600-h/Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEgmq3uI/AAAAAAAABAc/DgMGeY4MCe8/s400/Wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303624156421218018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look how sweet Brock is when he is sleeping. I know some of you are probably amazed to see him in this state of sweet innocence... I know he is a crazy one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEUMvv7I/AAAAAAAABAM/rvOLmMRBxMM/s1600-h/SweetBabyBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEUMvv7I/AAAAAAAABAM/rvOLmMRBxMM/s400/SweetBabyBoy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303624153091260338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is a LO I did of me and Tim a few summers ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEMI_c-I/AAAAAAAABAE/_uq4gpzHh-g/s1600-h/Loveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEMI_c-I/AAAAAAAABAE/_uq4gpzHh-g/s400/Loveyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303624150928028642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Brock in the delivery room. Can't believe he was ever that small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBz-WydQI/AAAAAAAAA_8/LL-U8v-wo4M/s1600-h/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBz-WydQI/AAAAAAAAA_8/LL-U8v-wo4M/s400/Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623872349893890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the store I sell my scrap kits at, I had to do a layout with the theme, I Matter. It was a toughie! But here is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBza_2w4I/AAAAAAAAA_0/YXduATAJtFQ/s1600-h/I-Matter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBza_2w4I/AAAAAAAAA_0/YXduATAJtFQ/s400/I-Matter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623862858466178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is another picture from a while ago. I thought this was a cute picture of Jay and Amy and it deserved to be scrapped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBzVv1jpI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HVy_9NrllzU/s1600-h/DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBzVv1jpI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HVy_9NrllzU/s400/DD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623861449100946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is little Dani. I miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBzGuq5FI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7-Kqfyfmr9M/s1600-h/DaniJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBzGuq5FI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7-Kqfyfmr9M/s400/DaniJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623857417675858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is Brock! What a cheez-it! (I made this kit myself!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBy4wP_bI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BH8zk7X_vzI/s1600-h/Cheesy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpBy4wP_bI/AAAAAAAAA_c/BH8zk7X_vzI/s400/Cheesy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623853666205106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok was that scrap book over load? Sorry! &lt;div&gt;On V-day I ran my first official race. It was a 10K and so much fun! I am definitely addicted to this running thing! Training is going well by the way. I have a 10 mile run this Saturday and am actually looking forward to it! Here is a before picture of me, Melissa and LauriAnn. Aren't we cute for the freezing weather outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NAoliPFj2Jw/SZdSEbAkW6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/FWsw7ZtgJY0/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;And in this one I said lets give them our game faces. I guess while the picture was snapped I actually growled... Which is why I look so intimidating and Melissa and LauriAnn are trying not to laugh. I didn't do it on purpose, I just really get into my characters! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that is what we have been up too. I will try and be better about blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAoliPFj2Jw/SZdSEsDwh9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/FdkvBRTup1I/s320/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NAoliPFj2Jw/SZdSEsDwh9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/FdkvBRTup1I/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8630949007606668811?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8630949007606668811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8630949007606668811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8630949007606668811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8630949007606668811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SZpCEgmq3uI/AAAAAAAABAc/DgMGeY4MCe8/s72-c/Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1748742344513588548</id><published>2009-01-22T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:39:52.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's one of those days. Not one of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days, but a good day. It started great, Brock let me sleep in until 8. Then we went to the gym. I thought the day might turn into one of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days because I was not really getting into my workout. I ended up leaving early (don't worry, I got all my miles in, just skipped weights). Once I got out of the shower at home, I decided to make Black Bottomed Banana Cake. Yumo! At this point I had the i-home cranked up and on shuffle. The i-pod was picking all my favorite songs and I was getting in my mode. Brock was loving this happy Mommy and decided to follow me around like a little puppy. While our treat baked, we cleaned the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt; house, did the dishes, made the bed, blew dry my hair (which &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;RARELY&lt;/span&gt; happens), straightened my hair (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NEVER &lt;/span&gt;happens) and put on makeup(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;never ever ever ever happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Brock wanted to get ready with me, so he practiced putting things in his hair. Such as: baby shampoo, Tim's deodorant, Q-Tips, and some body spray. Thankfully he doesn't know how to open any of this, so it was just pretend. Except for the Q-tips. I think he used about 50. All the while we were jamming out to our favorite tunes and just having a good time! It is one of those days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXjyWsLldyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VyS7cgJWTu8/s1600-h/HPIM1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXjyWsLldyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VyS7cgJWTu8/s400/HPIM1486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294247833604814626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum, I better not eat all of this before Tim gets home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXjyWDvSQEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nzS_5ddF0Ew/s1600-h/HPIM1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXjyWDvSQEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nzS_5ddF0Ew/s400/HPIM1483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294247822748696642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to take a self portrait of Brock and I. We were having such a good morning. All of this was accomplished by 12. And to top the morning off, while I was g-chatting I noticed Brock was being awfully quiet. When I went looking, he was trying to put himself down for a nap. Binkie in mouth and Blankie in hand, he was trying to climb into his crib, bless him! So I laid him down and he went right to sleep!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's one of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THOSE&lt;/span&gt; days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1748742344513588548?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1748742344513588548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1748742344513588548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1748742344513588548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1748742344513588548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXjyWsLldyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VyS7cgJWTu8/s72-c/HPIM1486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-658071070534175914</id><published>2009-01-19T12:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:54:38.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was the best of times (6 miles in 45 minutes, personal best YES!), it was the worst of times (my feet are taking a terrible beating), it was the age of wisdom (fallen arches REALLY hurt), it was the age of foolishness (But I continued to train with the same ole' shoes anyway)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get my drift. I don't really need Charles Dickens to make my point. I actually just wanted to talk about my awesome new shoes. I know Tim and I resolved to "not buy anything new" this year, but the health of my trotters was at stake! I looked into various types of shoes. Every time I went to generic athletic shops (ie footlockers etc) and asked for a specific type of shoe, the sales people would point at ALL the shoes and say "this should be what your looking for"... Uh... 46.3 pairs of shoes and they all have high arch support, a snug fit, and are made out of breathable, lighter than air materials??? I didn't think so. So I continued to search for the perfect shoe AND train. Probably not a good idea. Definitely not a good idea the day I ran a long run outside. My feet were killing me. I had to buy new shoes. But, I didn't want to go back to the mall. Luckily I happen to live in Seattle which has a plethora of specialty stores. Which brings me to the actual reason for the post. There is a store in Seattle called&lt;a href="http://www.superjocknjill.com/"&gt; Super Jock and Jil&lt;/a&gt;l. It is strictly a running store and it is amazing. The staff was incredibly helpful and friendly. They had me run in my old shoes so they could see exactly where I need more arch support. Then I tried a few pairs and they sent me on a run around the block to try them out! AND if after a month of running in my new shoes I don't like them, I can bring them back for a FULL refund. I just wanted to post about this place in case any of you living in Seattle are in need of a new pair of shoes. I highly highly recommend this place. Oh, and the best thing, my new shoes didn't cost an arm and a leg. The prices are very competitive. Aren't my new kicks sweet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjmG1GksI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mwr4gKFdb3A/s1600-h/HPIM1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjmG1GksI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mwr4gKFdb3A/s400/HPIM1478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293105705875051202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and Brock wanted to show off the beard he has been growing lately. Not bad for an 18 month old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjl6WgqgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hxyarlpDCPY/s1600-h/HPIM1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjl6WgqgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hxyarlpDCPY/s400/HPIM1477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293105702525512194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And how cute is he in his new church suit. It's actually pretty big, so I didn't put the pants on. But still handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjlPPGqrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ii0C33iBWgQ/s1600-h/HPIM1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjlPPGqrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Ii0C33iBWgQ/s400/HPIM1466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293105690951723698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-658071070534175914?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/658071070534175914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=658071070534175914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/658071070534175914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/658071070534175914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/01/tale-of-two-shoes.html' title='A Tale of Two Shoes'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SXTjmG1GksI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mwr4gKFdb3A/s72-c/HPIM1478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3060392878836552759</id><published>2009-01-13T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:32:48.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are a few LO's I have done recently. In case you don't check my &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;scrap blog&lt;/a&gt;, I thought you might like to see a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14P5eVDNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0S2pRZXvQC4/s1600-h/Mess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14P5eVDNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0S2pRZXvQC4/s400/Mess1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017351751601362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14PreE0TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LTv2GGOkC6A/s1600-h/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14PreE0TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LTv2GGOkC6A/s400/Girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017347992441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14Pow3zMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/elMWh5QOZgQ/s1600-h/BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14Pow3zMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/elMWh5QOZgQ/s400/BD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017347265973442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14PYz__6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/uAWknbmWvCs/s1600-h/BlessingDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14PYz__6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/uAWknbmWvCs/s400/BlessingDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291017342984126370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I officially started my training for a marathon this week. I decided to post my progress here, so I have "someone" to answer to. Hopefully you guys can cheer me on! My first week is pretty easy 3 days of 3 miles then one 6 mile run. Should be easy enough. I usually run more than this in a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3060392878836552759?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3060392878836552759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3060392878836552759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3060392878836552759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3060392878836552759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SW14P5eVDNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0S2pRZXvQC4/s72-c/Mess1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5702956244106317755</id><published>2009-01-01T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:44:40.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hppy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had quite the eventful Christmas this year. First of all, Seattle had record snow fall this year. Tim and I were lucky enough to leave between storms and thankfully the roads weren't too bad the drive home. A 10 hour drive took 12, so it could have been worse. Brock was an angel too. He slept most of the way and then watched a movie. He didn't melt down once. What a good little guy we have. We are so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We actually went to Burley first, these pictures are out of order. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed like crazy in Inkom at Tim's parents house. Oh and everybody had the flu! It was miserable. Everyone pretty much laid around all day and shared the toilet. Except for sweet little Adri who wasn't sick and took care of everybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0YOxtllNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RR0Gm22rvtE/s1600-h/HPIM1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0YOxtllNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RR0Gm22rvtE/s400/HPIM1457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286408179744609490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much snow you can hardly tell this is the lane up to Jay and Alaina's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0YOkeq3BI/AAAAAAAAA7M/zOk6A22gY6E/s1600-h/HPIM1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0YOkeq3BI/AAAAAAAAA7M/zOk6A22gY6E/s400/HPIM1456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286408176192379922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the front of the house. It's pretty much buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V-J_DJgI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ij_r0KrHPc8/s1600-h/HPIM1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V-J_DJgI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ij_r0KrHPc8/s400/HPIM1455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405695179269634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He were some friendly visitors in the front yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9-TVwkI/AAAAAAAAA68/8ZADq7gcI0s/s1600-h/HPIM1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9-TVwkI/AAAAAAAAA68/8ZADq7gcI0s/s400/HPIM1451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405692043149890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9epfMVI/AAAAAAAAA60/K4ezqYOLGfM/s1600-h/HPIM1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9epfMVI/AAAAAAAAA60/K4ezqYOLGfM/s400/HPIM1439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405683546108242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how much it snowed in about 2 days time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9EUVICI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Cq3kCPLxojo/s1600-h/HPIM1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V9EUVICI/AAAAAAAAA6s/Cq3kCPLxojo/s400/HPIM1443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405676478046242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the football scooter Brock got from Tim's parents. He loves anything with wheels on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V8gzjydI/AAAAAAAAA6k/QDp4LFjETGE/s1600-h/HPIM1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0V8gzjydI/AAAAAAAAA6k/QDp4LFjETGE/s400/HPIM1415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405666945354194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock's first experience in the snow. He would wander over to a big drift and just stand there and cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0Vi_s8ZSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/j9zeCSvyF70/s1600-h/HPIM1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0Vi_s8ZSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/j9zeCSvyF70/s400/HPIM1419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405228562507042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock got into a lot of mischief at Grandma Pearson's house.  Besides spilling all the gold fish. He also got into the fridge and discovered the eggs. Sigh... We have a long road ahead of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0ViVJrVUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/r9mnr0aod0k/s1600-h/HPIM1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0ViVJrVUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/r9mnr0aod0k/s400/HPIM1438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405217140299074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0VhvnQhtI/AAAAAAAAA6M/GtjXs3SuLMM/s1600-h/HPIM1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0VhvnQhtI/AAAAAAAAA6M/GtjXs3SuLMM/s400/HPIM1436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405207063824082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0Vhb-KnxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/LHW0xQiBs80/s1600-h/HPIM1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0Vhb-KnxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/LHW0xQiBs80/s400/HPIM1423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405201791196946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loves cars. He wasn't really into opening presents until he saw there was cars inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0VhO1unBI/AAAAAAAAA58/mmjCuZIHdAQ/s1600-h/HPIM1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0VhO1unBI/AAAAAAAAA58/mmjCuZIHdAQ/s400/HPIM1433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286405198266145810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all we had a great Christmas. Brock did have the flu for 4 days, but we still had tons of fun with all the family and were grateful for a safe drive home.&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward a new year and have even set a few resolution for ourselves. Tim and I are really going to try and simplify our lives this year. We are going to try and buy as little as possible new this year. No new clothes, toys or anything we can find at a Goodwill or Craigs List. We will see how this goes, it's going to be tough, but in these harsh economic times, I realize just how much we really have. I am almost ashamed to say that I can go almost 3 weeks without doing Brock's Laundry! That is a little much! We really have all we need in out little home as long as we keep it stocked full of love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to try and run a marathon this year. I think this will be harder than not buying anything new! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5702956244106317755?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5702956244106317755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5702956244106317755&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5702956244106317755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5702956244106317755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2009/01/hppy-new-year.html' title='Hppy New Year!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SV0YOxtllNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RR0Gm22rvtE/s72-c/HPIM1457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6061017952929717510</id><published>2008-12-13T13:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:19:48.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Clause or Santa Holy Crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Brock did not like Santa this year. Last year he didn't mind him so much, just kinda played with his beard. I love this picture, I am laughing at Brock's reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxw28dkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YyznfVbJRi8/s1600-h/HPIM1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxw28dkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YyznfVbJRi8/s400/HPIM1392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279386200044238402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was ok after I gave him the complimentary candy cane. Here is a little family pic of us at the ward Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxYPYnEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CD5XVX5V8vE/s1600-h/HPIM1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxYPYnEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CD5XVX5V8vE/s400/HPIM1393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279386193435860034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh we also shaved Brock's head. Now he looks like a little boy instead of a baby :(&lt;div&gt;He was making funny faces at us during dinner so we had to snap a few. We would laugh then he would make a funnier face. He looked so proud of himself for making us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxNRhPqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FuHgubJm2A8/s1600-h/HPIM1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxNRhPqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FuHgubJm2A8/s400/HPIM1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279386190492024482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlwx_zDFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zVM9kISODS8/s1600-h/HPIM1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlwx_zDFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zVM9kISODS8/s400/HPIM1403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279386183169936466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlwk9a_RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OtL5Stvnqyo/s1600-h/HPIM1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlwk9a_RI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OtL5Stvnqyo/s400/HPIM1402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279386179670310162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6061017952929717510?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6061017952929717510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6061017952929717510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6061017952929717510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6061017952929717510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-clause-or-santa-holy-crap.html' title='Santa Clause or Santa Holy Crap!'/><author><name>Steph Ulrich</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUL2lH2SSYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uPF2yrXvVn4/S220/stephanie-150-150.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOzh7nIc1qQ/SUQlxw28dkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YyznfVbJRi8/s72-c/HPIM1392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3821444063343818729</id><published>2008-12-10T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:11:13.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight...At Last</title><content type='html'>Well last night I finally made it to Twilight. A few girlfriends and I went to the late show. I thought I would share a small review on the movie.&lt;div&gt;I was not disappointed. I thought that the actors who portrayed Bella, Edward, Alice, Emmett, Rose, Esme,Charlie were fantastic. I thought Bella and Edward did a great job of showing the tense yet fated interaction we feel so powerfully in the book. But, why they cast a man who has a very rodent-like face as Carlsle, I'll never know. He's supposed to be good looking. I say they go with John Stamos. And what was with Jasper looking like a scared little wimp the whole movie? Isn't he supposed to be the war buff? I understand he's the newbie, but instead of looking restrained, he looked like he was scared half-to-death most of the time. Oh, and I am going to have a talk with my niece Brenna who is a JR in high school. Do high school boys really act that immature or am I just that old. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found that like the book, when the movie was over, I wanted to rewind and start it all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go See It!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3821444063343818729?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3821444063343818729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3821444063343818729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3821444063343818729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3821444063343818729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilightat-last.html' title='Twilight...At Last'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1109133275362645429</id><published>2008-12-09T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:46:03.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do We Eat Breakfast?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NAKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, this kid&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; loves&lt;/span&gt; to be naked. If I wasn't afraid that he would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;wizz&lt;/span&gt; all over the place, I'd let him bare all more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/ST68ZhA-lOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/apaHQ7XBdF0/s1600-h/HPIM1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/ST68ZhA-lOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/apaHQ7XBdF0/s400/HPIM1385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277862959870022882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1109133275362645429?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1109133275362645429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1109133275362645429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1109133275362645429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1109133275362645429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-do-we-eat-breakfast.html' title='How Do We Eat Breakfast?'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/ST68ZhA-lOI/AAAAAAAAA4g/apaHQ7XBdF0/s72-c/HPIM1385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6549745407127406353</id><published>2008-12-01T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:24:47.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello family! Hopefully everybody had a great holiday. We had a lot of fun. We had Thanksgiving dinner with the "WWAMI-ly" and it was great fun. I don't think I saw Brock all afternoon as he just ran around and played with his little friends. The food was amazing-thanks so much to Michelle- I took a few pictures, but they are on the other computer, so I will post them later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Brock has slept in his crib at night, Tim and I have had a little tradition of peeking in on him before we go to bed. He always looks like such an angle sleeping in his bed and it is fun to see all the crazy ways he can sleep. Here is what we found this morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_4Wk2-I/AAAAAAAAA4I/ef6meBF1BsQ/s400/HPIM1379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275071958946733026" /&gt;He was all curled up around this roll of wrapping paper. First of all-where did this  wrapping paper come from? I have no idea how he pulled it in his crib, but he was pretty wrapped around that roll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTSAZQJA4I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/I7pLaMecsM8/s1600-h/HPIM1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTSAZQJA4I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/I7pLaMecsM8/s400/HPIM1380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275071967778112386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tim and Brock before church last Sunday. I thought Brock looked so cute in his Christmas sweater that I had to take a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_gq71QI/AAAAAAAAA4A/zn-5Y3yxMbs/s1600-h/HPIM1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_gq71QI/AAAAAAAAA4A/zn-5Y3yxMbs/s400/HPIM1376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275071952589673730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to sit on my lap like this. He also loves to go with out any clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_u0GwpI/AAAAAAAAA34/H8ZsXlmeDng/s1600-h/HPIM1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_u0GwpI/AAAAAAAAA34/H8ZsXlmeDng/s400/HPIM1369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275071956386235026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6549745407127406353?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6549745407127406353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6549745407127406353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6549745407127406353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6549745407127406353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-teddy-bear.html' title='The New Teddy Bear'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/STTR_4Wk2-I/AAAAAAAAA4I/ef6meBF1BsQ/s72-c/HPIM1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-2661806405296361002</id><published>2008-11-20T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:39:38.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is me and Tim's 4th anniversary. Crazy, I know. Time goes by so fast! I was originally going to do a somewhat comic post about how much I love him and reveal some of his more questionable habits that I have grown to accept and love over the years. But, that will have to wait. I'm just going to gross everybody out and gush over how much I love my hubby! He is so giving and always makes me smile and laugh. I couldn't imagine my life any other way. We had been talking about getting me my own computer since I am trying to start my own little business and I basically steal his all day. But, I am high maintenance apparently because after using Tim's Mac Book Pro I wasn't going to settle for anything less (can you say$$$). So we had been researching Craig's List and not having any luck. Tim convinced me it was just too expensive for us right now. If any of you know Tim, he hates to spend money. I thought I was going to have to take him to the emergency room for oxygen after we bought our car because he was turning blue on the way home. Anyway, I was a little bummed, but figured I could keep using Tim's Mac until something came up on Craig's List. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning I went out shopping with my girlfriend. It was raining today, so the bottoms of my pants were soaked (which really bugs me) so I went into our room to change, and this is what I find...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUDPy_9UI/AAAAAAAAA2g/HNVdfDvsGSI/s1600-h/HPIM1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUDPy_9UI/AAAAAAAAA2g/HNVdfDvsGSI/s400/HPIM1349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270852091152168258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I simply could not believe it... Tim made the bed?!?! Just kidding. But hello? A BRAND NEW MAC BOOK!!!! At first I didn't believe my eyes (what a cliche, but I really mean it) and I ran out to Tim and asked if it was real. &lt;div&gt;"of course it's real"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "well They were selling the boxes on craig's list...(honestly though who would buy that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is real. In fact I'm using it right now... So I give Tim a huge hug (with tears, really, I was just so blind-sighted!) And he says Happy Anniversary, Christmas, Birthday and Valentine's Day. Which, is fine by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead of embarrassing Tim with little anecdotes, I'm going to tell the world that I have the best hubby ever and my gift to Tim is promising to never bring up the time he forgot my birthday or V-day (2 times) or our first anniversary. I use this a lot to get him to buy stuff (I know I'm evil) and I promise to lay it to rest forever more the day he bought me a MAC!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok and what you really visited this site for---Brock. He makes this face on command. It's hilarious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUC_rKhNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OAseTK_7WQ8/s1600-h/HPIM1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUC_rKhNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OAseTK_7WQ8/s400/HPIM1341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270852086824338642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUCV1Hi6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Fw_WDxkZkRA/s1600-h/HPIM1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUCV1Hi6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Fw_WDxkZkRA/s400/HPIM1340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270852075591797666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT3EDR-RI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Y5wg6ZTLuBk/s1600-h/HPIM1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT3EDR-RI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Y5wg6ZTLuBk/s400/HPIM1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270851881840802066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves cars and trucks. Dig Dig Dig is a favorite book. Thanks Aunt Gina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT3GRzy_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ruQQwojFm2Q/s1600-h/HPIM1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT3GRzy_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ruQQwojFm2Q/s400/HPIM1332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270851882438609906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He also loves to drink what ever we are drinking. This is rootbeer I promise. But man, look how he can throw it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2i-1rvI/AAAAAAAAA14/x65cN0PfhVw/s1600-h/HPIM1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2i-1rvI/AAAAAAAAA14/x65cN0PfhVw/s400/HPIM1328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270851872963800818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2eqb3VI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mhXGMRKPfb4/s1600-h/HPIM1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2eqb3VI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mhXGMRKPfb4/s400/HPIM1327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270851871804480850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2KFXaFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/AUkl7TYLl0I/s1600-h/HPIM1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXT2KFXaFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/AUkl7TYLl0I/s400/HPIM1326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270851866280290386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope you all enjoyed this post. Tim you rock, I love you long time. Thanks for putting up with me and all my antics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-2661806405296361002?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/2661806405296361002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=2661806405296361002&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2661806405296361002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2661806405296361002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-4th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 4th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SSXUDPy_9UI/AAAAAAAAA2g/HNVdfDvsGSI/s72-c/HPIM1349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-9003998106329090722</id><published>2008-11-15T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:55:08.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Adoption Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is National Adoption Day. Many of you know why this would be significant to  me and my family. I think it is a very touching thing when a mother has the courage to make the right choice for her child. Too many times unfit mothers keep unwanted babies for various reasons and it just breaks my heart every time. I feel deeply lucky that I had a birth mother who was strong enough to make the right choice. As a result, I got the best parents in the world and all the blessings and opportunities of an eternal family. I also have to say, that some teen mothers turn out to be amazing parents, but that doesn't happen a lot. Anyway, my parents just sent me these pictures, and I had to scrap them. This little boy was lucky enough to be adopted at 4 months. My mom said then when she would visit him in his home he was just sad, unhappy, and dirty. Look how radiant he looks after getting sealed to his family. I think the photos speak for themselves, but I put them in a LO anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SR8KtWMyXkI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kpO27XqtR6A/s1600-h/PeaceLoveJoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SR8KtWMyXkI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kpO27XqtR6A/s400/PeaceLoveJoy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268941863216373314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This kit will be available to download for free &lt;a href="http://digi-designs.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Durning this next week. It's actually a Christmas Kit, but I think it worked well here. It's called Love and Joy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great National Adoption Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-9003998106329090722?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/9003998106329090722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=9003998106329090722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9003998106329090722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/9003998106329090722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/national-adoption-day.html' title='National Adoption Day'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SR8KtWMyXkI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kpO27XqtR6A/s72-c/PeaceLoveJoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5722678199670323767</id><published>2008-11-12T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:23:54.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Crispy Treat Beard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So, I let Brock eat his first rice crispy treat. When I went to clean him up he had crispys EVERYWHERE! It took me longer to clean him up than it took him to eat the dang thing. And No, he did not enjoy the cleaning as much as the treat either. I literally had to pull them off his belly and they were so stuck on that it left red marks. Anyway, I had to take a few pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub2ValmeI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5TV7hwP8T2Q/s1600-h/HPIM1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub2ValmeI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5TV7hwP8T2Q/s320/HPIM1323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975546903828962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub193hq3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/st9jPQ5z8LQ/s1600-h/HPIM1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub193hq3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/st9jPQ5z8LQ/s320/HPIM1322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975540582755186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub1crET5I/AAAAAAAAAys/3u0oQL2XwBU/s1600-h/HPIM1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub1crET5I/AAAAAAAAAys/3u0oQL2XwBU/s320/HPIM1321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975531672129426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;On Veteran's Day Tim didn't have to go to school. So we took the opportunity to have a family day. We went to the Children's Museum and Brock had so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub0zvPz6I/AAAAAAAAAyk/km21QLaescQ/s1600-h/HPIM1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub0zvPz6I/AAAAAAAAAyk/km21QLaescQ/s320/HPIM1319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975520683806626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me and Brock under the Space Needle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubg8_XEvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6X25ZfnyQNk/s1600-h/HPIM1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubg8_XEvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6X25ZfnyQNk/s320/HPIM1317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975179569926898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubgVydHBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/u-Qt2J9PXC8/s1600-h/HPIM1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubgVydHBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/u-Qt2J9PXC8/s320/HPIM1310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975169046813714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Brock went down this slide over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfyU-wAI/AAAAAAAAAyM/l2HcoBpJ-2M/s1600-h/HPIM1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfyU-wAI/AAAAAAAAAyM/l2HcoBpJ-2M/s320/HPIM1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975159527948290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;All he wanted to do was drive these huge cars. He loves cars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfiascfI/AAAAAAAAAyE/G1ycth_K-UY/s1600-h/HPIM1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfiascfI/AAAAAAAAAyE/G1ycth_K-UY/s320/HPIM1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975155256947186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He also likes baking apparently. This is his favorite cupboard. He gets out all the baking stuff, stacks it and them puts is back in the cupboard. It was fun till he spilled a bag of powdered sugar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfZQUG5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/1JesZ9RFswU/s1600-h/HPIM1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRubfZQUG5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/1JesZ9RFswU/s320/HPIM1300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267975152797490066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5722678199670323767?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5722678199670323767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5722678199670323767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5722678199670323767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5722678199670323767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/rice-crispy-treat-beard.html' title='Rice Crispy Treat Beard'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRub2ValmeI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5TV7hwP8T2Q/s72-c/HPIM1323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-142826530037453457</id><published>2008-11-11T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:23:22.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's Pants</title><content type='html'>Hey! Just a quick post. I released my new it over at my other&lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com/"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt;. It's called Grandpa's Pants and is a funky kit with and antique touch. Go check it out! I have released the papers and elements so far. I also have Christmas goodies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6B01TP7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/0h0odE3gL9o/s320/GP_Elements1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267445779711344562" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6BmGtCII/AAAAAAAAAwU/iXNPZplepDg/s1600-h/GP_PaperPreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6BmGtCII/AAAAAAAAAwU/iXNPZplepDg/s320/GP_PaperPreview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267445775757805698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a LO I did with the kit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6BIkWo8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/XSN1u74Mwao/s1600-h/GP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6BIkWo8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/XSN1u74Mwao/s320/GP1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267445767829103554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also make lots of fun blog backgrounds. Including the ones on both my blogs. I make new ones every week, so &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;check them out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-142826530037453457?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/142826530037453457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=142826530037453457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/142826530037453457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/142826530037453457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/grandpas-pants.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Pants'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRm6B01TP7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/0h0odE3gL9o/s72-c/GP_Elements1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3745447301262416607</id><published>2008-11-05T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:58:57.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowangels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been so busy that I forget to mention something, I have made and released my first kit!!! Yay! Here is a LO I did with it and below it are the previews of the kit. If any of you are digi-scrappers (and I know that some of you are) hop on over to my other &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and download this free (did I say free?!!) kit! Thanks! Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsK9c6N1I/AAAAAAAAAt8/ZsdpG9owixc/s1600-h/SnowAngels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsK9c6N1I/AAAAAAAAAt8/ZsdpG9owixc/s320/SnowAngels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265249112411486034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsK_a7R-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/foJ7gUAVjUc/s1600-h/Paperpreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsK_a7R-I/AAAAAAAAAt0/foJ7gUAVjUc/s320/Paperpreview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265249112940038114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsKlpM6qI/AAAAAAAAAts/4xFjs9Xjw1c/s1600-h/ElementsPreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsKlpM6qI/AAAAAAAAAts/4xFjs9Xjw1c/s320/ElementsPreview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265249106020592290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsKXi_ABI/AAAAAAAAAtk/aWvBeRp-sTM/s1600-h/AlphaPreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsKXi_ABI/AAAAAAAAAtk/aWvBeRp-sTM/s320/AlphaPreview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265249102236418066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If anybody happens to make anything with this, email it to me because I would love to post it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3745447301262416607?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3745447301262416607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3745447301262416607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3745447301262416607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3745447301262416607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/snowangels.html' title='Snowangels'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SRHsK9c6N1I/AAAAAAAAAt8/ZsdpG9owixc/s72-c/SnowAngels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1726823588756663321</id><published>2008-11-01T19:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:34:32.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The SUPER-MEGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello all! Here are a bunch pictures of what we have been up to. Remember I told you that Brock was in swim lessons? Well Friday was his last lesson and Tim finally came to take some pictures. Poor Brock, last lesson and I forgot his swim suit! So he had to go in just his swim diaper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YqBJ643I/AAAAAAAAAoM/e7EaY5yp9XA/s1600-h/HPIM1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YqBJ643I/AAAAAAAAAoM/e7EaY5yp9XA/s320/HPIM1271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890649609593714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves the pool. He is a crazy splasher. I feel bad for anyone with in a 4 ft radius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Yp5mjG0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/50GppBdM9TA/s1600-h/HPIM1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Yp5mjG0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/50GppBdM9TA/s320/HPIM1276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890647582186306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my swim buddies. Mandi and Haylie and Mandy and Finn. Brock is crying because it is the end of the lesson and he is freezing! We usually go into the sauna, he loves that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Ypra2tqI/AAAAAAAAAn8/n_W0NXVCuuI/s1600-h/HPIM1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Ypra2tqI/AAAAAAAAAn8/n_W0NXVCuuI/s320/HPIM1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890643775043234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YpJE_JVI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fSSZl_wI7UQ/s1600-h/HPIM1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YpJE_JVI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fSSZl_wI7UQ/s320/HPIM1293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890634556515666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock likes to float on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YoxlEi4I/AAAAAAAAAns/dnL0G1e6jw4/s1600-h/HPIM1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YoxlEi4I/AAAAAAAAAns/dnL0G1e6jw4/s320/HPIM1297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890628248636290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday naps. Always a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YGdmwJ_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/aCltq8-Hu0c/s1600-h/HPIM1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YGdmwJ_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/aCltq8-Hu0c/s320/HPIM1261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890038771427314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are our Halloween Pictures. Brock was a bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YGCHMW_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/JjQ5bjmL_ZA/s1600-h/HPIM1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YGCHMW_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/JjQ5bjmL_ZA/s320/HPIM1259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890031391300594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this wing action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFiG0oAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/yFCEg2_cpx0/s1600-h/HPIM1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFiG0oAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/yFCEg2_cpx0/s320/HPIM1257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890022799810562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trunk or Treating with Owen Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFf7tCyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/O8yIlNa7jC8/s1600-h/HPIM1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFf7tCyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/O8yIlNa7jC8/s320/HPIM1251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890022216305442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFBDOP9I/AAAAAAAAAnE/1q62whQRkcs/s1600-h/HPIM1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YFBDOP9I/AAAAAAAAAnE/1q62whQRkcs/s320/HPIM1250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263890013926342610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few more fall photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XtgPR_SI/AAAAAAAAAm8/bxNAxY4z380/s1600-h/stephanie+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XtgPR_SI/AAAAAAAAAm8/bxNAxY4z380/s320/stephanie+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889609981558050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Xte3BD7I/AAAAAAAAAm0/EBSG_fYfllU/s1600-h/stephanie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Xte3BD7I/AAAAAAAAAm0/EBSG_fYfllU/s320/stephanie+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889609611349938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XtDOE7UI/AAAAAAAAAms/cPxuBwuoL6o/s1600-h/stephanie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XtDOE7UI/AAAAAAAAAms/cPxuBwuoL6o/s320/stephanie+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889602191879490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my most recent Scrapbook LO's. You should check out my other &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. I'm about to release something fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Xso8_CQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YY281C5aXaQ/s1600-h/SoMuchFun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0Xso8_CQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YY281C5aXaQ/s320/SoMuchFun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889595140868354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XsWGFIMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xKp3nBeri_I/s1600-h/Buds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0XsWGFIMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xKp3nBeri_I/s320/Buds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263889590078742722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is poor quality video. Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;PS- Help feed a starving med student and click on a few adds. Just a click is all it takes :)And I invite any who doesn't believe that Tim is starving to come over and see him shirtless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4cb07e51e6cd3b28" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4cb07e51e6cd3b28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B886F107F66F2E07A29394710A757CBB2B9D4E.5C07470577A280DB9E900C9213DA480614699808%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4cb07e51e6cd3b28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM0pkqr0eMoFJQWfgh0rqzaEj2VU&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4cb07e51e6cd3b28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B886F107F66F2E07A29394710A757CBB2B9D4E.5C07470577A280DB9E900C9213DA480614699808%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4cb07e51e6cd3b28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM0pkqr0eMoFJQWfgh0rqzaEj2VU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1726823588756663321?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4cb07e51e6cd3b28&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1726823588756663321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1726823588756663321&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1726823588756663321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1726823588756663321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-mega.html' title='The SUPER-MEGA'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SQ0YqBJ643I/AAAAAAAAAoM/e7EaY5yp9XA/s72-c/HPIM1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3477988382927660826</id><published>2008-10-21T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:50:28.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I have been neglecting my personal blog because I have been so busy with my scrap &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday we went to the Bellevue Botanical Gardens. We were hoping to get some nice fall photos for the christmas card. Brock had vastly different plans. The garden was beautiful and it was a perfect fall night. Brock was so happy to explore everything. But, did not want to sit still for even 1 second to snap a family photo. Here's what happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0CwXawI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/U-Io5Y6DPoA/s1600-h/HPIM1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0CwXawI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/U-Io5Y6DPoA/s320/HPIM1221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739065931492098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh cute couple. Lets add the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0YdofyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/z6Ju_yjIKpk/s1600-h/HPIM1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0YdofyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/z6Ju_yjIKpk/s320/HPIM1222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739071758499618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pic just cracks me up. This is how it was when we tried to pin him down for a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0qb6GrI/AAAAAAAAAjg/4pjJ6cB1hZY/s1600-h/HPIM1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0qb6GrI/AAAAAAAAAjg/4pjJ6cB1hZY/s320/HPIM1225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259739076583103154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random...This weird plant had huge thorns... Anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQB8OaKI/AAAAAAAAAio/Mj8Jr1TnlMA/s1600-h/HPIM1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQB8OaKI/AAAAAAAAAio/Mj8Jr1TnlMA/s320/HPIM1208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738447237507234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just leading the way having a good ol' time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQpJYd7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/nuTCz5rZ3b0/s1600-h/HPIM1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQpJYd7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/nuTCz5rZ3b0/s320/HPIM1202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738457761675186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the ever enticing stair climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQ9ufU8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nX-xanSyFSQ/s1600-h/HPIM1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YQ9ufU8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/nX-xanSyFSQ/s320/HPIM1210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738463286023106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See Ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YRALElZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Sf_6VxPJ9FA/s1600-h/HPIM1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YRALElZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Sf_6VxPJ9FA/s320/HPIM1217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738463942776210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo! Hey at least he's smiling this time! And my girlfriend Jo, is like 6 months pregnant! Ya, I hate her too! Jk but seriously, if she goes the whole time with out breaking out maternity pants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YRopGtnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/oye_hEepZdY/s1600-h/HPIM1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5YRopGtnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/oye_hEepZdY/s320/HPIM1231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259738474806163058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been personally lazy these days. I mean, I do stuff (work, exercise, clean, scrap) but, I have been neglecting doing my hair, make-up or wearing cute clothes. I'm sorry but yoga pants are just too comfy! Anyway, either Tim hasn't noticed (most likely) or he knows better (if you know Tim then, ya HaHa) but he hasn't said anything. So here is proof that I still know how to apply mascara! I'm sure this look will be ruined  oh about 2.5 seconds after Brock wakes up. But, that's ok, now I have proof. And Tim wouldn't have noticed anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3477988382927660826?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3477988382927660826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3477988382927660826&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3477988382927660826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3477988382927660826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun!!!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SP5Y0CwXawI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/U-Io5Y6DPoA/s72-c/HPIM1221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6891860904058544139</id><published>2008-10-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:27:13.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New LO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everybody! Here is a new lay out I did using Nicole and Amber's kit Celebrate. It was such a fun kit to work with! Make sure you go to her&lt;a href="http://digi-designs.blogspot.com"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; to see all the other CT's work and to see my bio. Aren't you proud mom? Ha ha. Tim is getting sick of the whole digital thing. I am just so excited to be making stuff for someone else to show off! Make sure you download this FREE kit. Nicole will release a different goodie everyday. Just a little hint, I LOVED the add on to this kit. I thought they were super fun and cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SPy98neTsSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/u5KuA3bmMkM/s1600-h/Your1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SPy98neTsSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/u5KuA3bmMkM/s200/Your1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259287313947799842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS You can also go to her blog by clicking on her blinkie on my other &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6891860904058544139?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6891860904058544139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6891860904058544139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6891860904058544139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6891860904058544139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-lo.html' title='New LO'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SPy98neTsSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/u5KuA3bmMkM/s72-c/Your1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5207343724527484193</id><published>2008-10-13T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:11:30.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcements, Updates and a few Cuss Words</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends! Just a few things.&lt;div&gt;My announcement: I have started a new blog in addition to this one. I have been enjoying digital scrapbooking so much that I want to share my spoils with you. I don't know if any body will download anything or not, but at least I can give myself another excuse to play, right? Anyway, the website is &lt;a href="http://scrappycocoa.blogspot.com"&gt;srcappycocoa.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and I will be posting free Quick Page Layouts, Mini Albums, and Blog Backgrounds. And, in time free kits. I am just learning how to make these and it is so much fun. I think Tim want his computer back though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my Updates~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock has been mostly binkie free! He only takes it at nap time and this is mostly for Mom's sake. He is very good at going to bed with out it and does great all day without it. He is definitely talking more now adding words like bite, ball, and bye. He likes the B words for some reason. As for an update on me, well since that last post I have decided to give up diet coke and as much candy as I can handle. I am proud to say I haven't had a coke since that post. I haven't gone this long with out 2 cokes a day  since I was pregnant! So YAY ME!!! Also, I have cut way back on sweets. Except tonight.... Dang you Half Baked Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream! You will be my sweet and fudgey demise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the Cuss words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock has learned to count... Sort of... Tim will throw a ball to him and count one, two, THREE!. Emphasizing the word three. Brock decided to try counting for himself. But instead of actually counting, he just says a*s, a*s, A*S!! It is so funny! He is so proud of himself and his counting abilities. Oh we love this little boy. He brings  us so much joy and laughter. Even if I have to edit the humor sometimes. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5207343724527484193?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5207343724527484193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5207343724527484193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5207343724527484193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5207343724527484193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/announcements-updates-and-few-cuss.html' title='Announcements, Updates and a few Cuss Words'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7871856212231354184</id><published>2008-10-08T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:56:22.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Melanie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's how to play:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.musingsbymelanie.blogspot.com"&gt;Link your tagger&lt;/a&gt; and list rules on your blog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Share 7 random/weird facts about yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post leaving names and links to their blogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Let them know they have been tagged by commenting on their blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love Harry Potter. I have started the series at least (the VERY least) 12 times. You should see Tim's face every time I have HP in my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm addicted to Desperate Housewives on ABC. It used to be my dirty little secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love to work out. The sweatier the better. I go about 5 times a week. Why don't I look like an amazing super model? Please see #4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I LOVE sweet stuff. Especially candy. Any candy. Even the weird inventive candy they always have for sale on clearance by the check stand. I'll try anything twice. I don't think I ever met a candy I didn't like. Except Twizlers. Yuck. Oh and Circus Peanuts, but I've only met 2 people in my entire life that like these (Tim's Grandpa Bos and My Grandpa Fox... see the trend?) so I don't think they count as candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I dislike dogs. Sorry most of the greater Seattle area (where dogs are treated like precious children). I don't mind well trained dogs,  but sorry. It is just gross to take your dog into the grocery store, and let him lick your face. And they also really scare me. I randomly got bit by a dog once, and ever since then, I have severely distrusted them. It's actually a funny story. Ask me, I'll tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I love writing and would some day like to write my own stories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I drink more diet coke than I do water. I wish they had coke rehab (the soda kind) because I seriously need to wean myself of this habit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http:///www.manuelandchelsea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hurstfamilyfunnies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkerbuddies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa W&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://harrisfamilyhomepage.blogspot.com"&gt;Mandi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neveradullmomentwithkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.higleybs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shauntel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bundersonfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pearsonpeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cortney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know thats 8 but who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7871856212231354184?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7871856212231354184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7871856212231354184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7871856212231354184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7871856212231354184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-melanie.html' title='Tagged by Melanie!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3261300977702815050</id><published>2008-10-07T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:35:29.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Men Vacuum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Brock loves to vacuum. It makes the job a lot slower, but hey when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;the men in my life are cleaning, I don't complain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkcu5l0II/AAAAAAAAAds/Fx2vpXYZDZc/s1600-h/HPIM1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkcu5l0II/AAAAAAAAAds/Fx2vpXYZDZc/s400/HPIM1187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614941279047810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkczWci7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZL0JX7b7rZ0/s1600-h/HPIM1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkczWci7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZL0JX7b7rZ0/s400/HPIM1188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614942473817010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkc4yUtiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/7dvoRGiOuL4/s1600-h/HPIM1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkc4yUtiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/7dvoRGiOuL4/s400/HPIM1189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614943932921378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkdLeYfDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/MRzErfmVWcw/s1600-h/HPIM1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkdLeYfDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/MRzErfmVWcw/s400/HPIM1191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614948949556274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Brock has had a runny nose lately. I had to take a picture of this beauty. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkdSFKDjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FTzS32sVnhc/s1600-h/HPIM1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkdSFKDjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FTzS32sVnhc/s400/HPIM1195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254614950722801202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3261300977702815050?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3261300977702815050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3261300977702815050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3261300977702815050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3261300977702815050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/real-men-vacuum.html' title='Real Men Vacuum'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SOwkcu5l0II/AAAAAAAAAds/Fx2vpXYZDZc/s72-c/HPIM1187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8205897150841088965</id><published>2008-10-02T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:53:20.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I never Grocery Shop Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What is it with boys???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I usually try and take take Tim with me when I buy more than a few items at the grocery store. Why? Because it is impossible to make more than one trip in and out of the apartment to retrieve bags from the car when Brock is involved. Tim is like the Grocery Bag Bandit, because no matter how many groceries we buy, Tim can somehow make it inside with every bag on his arms. Amazing? I think so. I didn't marry this guy for nothing people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tim and I are out of food, so I had to go to the store to buy stuff for dinner. The actual shopping process was great, but once I got home, I tried to be a Bandit and put all the groceries on my arms. Brock didn't have shoes on, but I figured he could walk the few paces to the door. Dirty socks are the least of my worries. So I make it to the door (and now is about the time Brock usually runs in to me in excitement to climb the stairs) and unlock it and notice Brock is not behind me. I turn around to find him laying on his stomach drinking a puddle of rainwater OFF THE GARAGE FLOOR!!! I shriek at him to get up an follow me inside, but he just smiles big and dips his head down for another (refreshing?) gulp of water. So in my haste I throw all the groceries in the door (As my fresh loaf of french bread lands in a puddle)  and make a mad dash to Brock. Oh wait! I left my keys in the hallway! Luckily, I caught the door before it shut all the way and grabbed my keys, giving Brock the opportunity  for a few more drinks. I snatched him up and muffled as I was by the whole thing, managed to make it up the stairs and in the door with groceries and baby in arms. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I would have taken a pic, but it was just too disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway, I know you are all laughing by now, and I think after writing about it, I can too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But, if for some strange reason you aren't laughing, this movie of Brock should do it. I love his laugh. I makes me smile every time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a7813e0b143fdfd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a7813e0b143fdfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3201F2EF206DDC2CEB5126AED23AEA9964172A70.3EA8762B567D1AC7CF623A8C4B1ACD4EEE288C7D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a7813e0b143fdfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D51fAvWYm_tUegqoUdztTgV8EM-I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a7813e0b143fdfd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3201F2EF206DDC2CEB5126AED23AEA9964172A70.3EA8762B567D1AC7CF623A8C4B1ACD4EEE288C7D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a7813e0b143fdfd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D51fAvWYm_tUegqoUdztTgV8EM-I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8205897150841088965?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1a7813e0b143fdfd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8205897150841088965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8205897150841088965&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8205897150841088965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8205897150841088965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-never-grocery-shop-alone.html' title='Why I never Grocery Shop Alone'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8808535004517886507</id><published>2008-09-26T19:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:05:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love This Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If any of you are wondering why Brock is so spoiled, let me ask you a question. How could you say no to this face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SN2UmrzfqbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CDIO78Gv1CI/s1600-h/HPIM1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SN2UmrzfqbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CDIO78Gv1CI/s400/HPIM1166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250516132898515378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8808535004517886507?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8808535004517886507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8808535004517886507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8808535004517886507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8808535004517886507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-this-face.html' title='Love This Face'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SN2UmrzfqbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/CDIO78Gv1CI/s72-c/HPIM1166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7307471009899418699</id><published>2008-09-24T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:53:44.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buh-Bye Binkie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;At Tim's request, I tried to "man up" the blog a little bit. So say good bye to soft pinks and cute design and hello to weird little owl in celebration of the apparently "manly" season of fall. I don't know why he cares so much. He never reads the blog and I'm sure none of our friend's husbands sit around and blog serf every night. But whatever. Compromise, it's what marriage is all about, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This week we have been trying to "loose" the binkie. This "plug" has generously served it's purpose. So much so, that when Brock has it in his mouth, he doesn't make a peep. I can't even tell if he smiles. But, when I take it out, he starts jabbering away! Unfortunately though, when I unplug the little peanut, lots of other stuff comes through too. Like whining, crying and the occasional high pitched scream.  I suppose I can either sacrifice my child's dental health for a few extra moments of silence or, well like every other parent, get used to it. I have to admit, it's been a hard a hard few days, but Brock has done wonderfully. He goes all day with out the binkie with out much trouble. We are still working on going sans binkie at nap time and bed time. We put him down with out it last night and he went to sleep just fine. However, he woke up early this morning, around 3. He sat and talked to himself for about an hour. Didn't cry, just carried on a perfectly pleasant conversation with himself. I don't know if the absence of his binkie had anything to do with this, but it was funny all the same. I'm not ready to try and put him down with out it at nap yet because I am not ready to sacrifice potentially 4 hours of peace and quiet a day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway, as Brock is screaming and trying to push me out of my computer chair to get my attention, I might throw him the binkie. Just this once. Man, I hate when Tim has school till 8 at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is a video update for the Grandparents. Not great quality, we need to buy a real video camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c66457a5bb64e54" 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://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c66457a5bb64e54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBE9781CC58BA1EC693A243285ABA4B0B1018183.462AE5A184B3CFE79087DC6DB25D05430C4FE216%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c66457a5bb64e54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeMGVaGnNfnjruuQgif_oOi6omfc&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://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c66457a5bb64e54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBE9781CC58BA1EC693A243285ABA4B0B1018183.462AE5A184B3CFE79087DC6DB25D05430C4FE216%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c66457a5bb64e54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeMGVaGnNfnjruuQgif_oOi6omfc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7307471009899418699?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c66457a5bb64e54&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7307471009899418699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7307471009899418699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7307471009899418699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7307471009899418699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/buh-bye-binkie.html' title='Buh-Bye Binkie!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4025871994814580232</id><published>2008-09-20T17:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:30:10.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Lloyd Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was pretty hesitant to post these pictures... These are proof that I know longer have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BABY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: large;"&gt;boy. He is now a  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;LITTLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: large;"&gt;boy. An official toddler. When I think about it, it almost makes me cry. His curls are forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: large;"&gt; Everyone I talk to says that when they cut their babies curls, they never returned. Sniff sniff. I guess I had to cut is some time. But here are the requested pictures for my dear friend Chelsea, whom I am thinking of starting a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPEEDING TICKET TRUST FUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: large;"&gt; If you want to donate, let me know! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT1lEHt7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/fMQt2qkVpMc/s1600-h/HPIM1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT1lEHt7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/fMQt2qkVpMc/s400/HPIM1144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248263489461925810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT16-qmbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VKFPu_gVs-I/s1600-h/HPIM1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT16-qmbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VKFPu_gVs-I/s400/HPIM1145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248263495344626098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh those beloved curls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2UoZWDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/F5qJoO-xcts/s1600-h/HPIM1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2UoZWDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/F5qJoO-xcts/s400/HPIM1147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248263502230542386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2Yr7eTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GrUbEpbO9F0/s1600-h/HPIM1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2Yr7eTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GrUbEpbO9F0/s400/HPIM1148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248263503319103794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2thPxiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UXCmhzqnHOs/s1600-h/HPIM1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT2thPxiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UXCmhzqnHOs/s400/HPIM1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248263508911441442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not even, but its gone, all gone.. He is a lot less sweaty now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4025871994814580232?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4025871994814580232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4025871994814580232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4025871994814580232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4025871994814580232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-bye-lloyd-christmas.html' title='Good Bye Lloyd Christmas'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SNWT1lEHt7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/fMQt2qkVpMc/s72-c/HPIM1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-5791363361213552190</id><published>2008-09-13T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:32:50.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Summertime Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I recently got a lot of photos that my friend Jo has taken of us over this summer. I thought I would share them with you because summer is almost over and I am going to be so sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEjv7LHkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WbzvsBkhVyI/s1600-h/PICT0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEjv7LHkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WbzvsBkhVyI/s400/PICT0860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713415674732098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Family photo on a hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEj9GWwRI/AAAAAAAAAag/ut0RXqe2Dng/s1600-h/PICT0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEj9GWwRI/AAAAAAAAAag/ut0RXqe2Dng/s400/PICT0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713419211292946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brock lovin' the stair action at the cabin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEkMJp5xI/AAAAAAAAAao/1VkQgEqjIIw/s1600-h/PICT0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEkMJp5xI/AAAAAAAAAao/1VkQgEqjIIw/s400/PICT0905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713423251662610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here we are at Phantom. See how fancy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEkUr02AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WDgXWGkJhN4/s1600-h/PICT0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEkUr02AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WDgXWGkJhN4/s400/PICT0906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713425542469634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jo and Sean at Phantom with us. Too bad we can't see Fubu... he he he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyER1XKGmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/veJE1h0tPZk/s1600-h/PICT0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyER1XKGmI/AAAAAAAAAZw/veJE1h0tPZk/s400/PICT0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713107896638050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here we are on a hike to a lighthouse on Discovery Park. It was a good hike, but the light house was disappointing. It was more like a one story cottage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyESHEwZAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/KZfDhkDNWas/s1600-h/PICT0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyESHEwZAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/KZfDhkDNWas/s400/PICT0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713112651293698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The ocean and the beach below. Brock had so much fun on the beach. And he only tried to eat sand and shells once...ok maybe twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyESsvKp-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Xqk-rB2cYEs/s1600-h/PICT0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyESsvKp-I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Xqk-rB2cYEs/s400/PICT0667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713122761287650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I miss this hair...  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyETIQzVDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/O-It3ZjzYFw/s1600-h/PICT0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyETIQzVDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/O-It3ZjzYFw/s400/PICT0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713130150122546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyETfAveVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X7tNJbOr-d4/s1600-h/PICT0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyETfAveVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X7tNJbOr-d4/s400/PICT0771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713136256776530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-5791363361213552190?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/5791363361213552190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=5791363361213552190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5791363361213552190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/5791363361213552190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-summertime-photos.html' title='Random Summertime Photos'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMyEjv7LHkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WbzvsBkhVyI/s72-c/PICT0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-2352983540818570919</id><published>2008-09-12T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:59:32.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying nice weather like we are in Seattle. Summer has decided to make a come back and all week it has been in the 70's. Way nice. Unfortunately  Brock is now on the one nap a day schedule, so he sleeps all afternoon anyway! I still enjoy the sunshine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim and I had the opportunity to go to Phantom of the Opera the other night! It was so much fun to get all dressed up and go out like fancy people (no vomit on me here!) and enjoy a night out. The Paramount Theater was beautiful inside and the play was amazing.  The tickets were a little pricey, but we figured it would be a long time until we would be able to do this again. I am so glad we splurged! I have been a fan since Jr high. I alway sympathize with the Phantom though. Just give the guy a little love?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brock also started swimming lessons today! All we learned today was how to kick our legs. Brock did not like being on his stomach to kick. He would wrap his arms around my neck and hold on for dear life.  He didn't mind kicking on his back so much as long as he could rest his head on my chest. I think Brock had a lot of fun. The pool was a little cold however, and by the end of the lesson his lips were deeply colored blue! Poor kid. I'm going to have to bring my camera next time so I can show you all. It was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND LASTLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new Page!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My older brother in Pocatello sent me some pictures earlier this week and one of Dani is my desktop background. Sorry Brock for now you've got the boot! Anyway, this picture has been staring me in the face for days and I just had to scrap it. She is so cute and Tim and I are always talking about her, so now all our friends can see who we are talking about. I remember the day she was born, we went to visit her in the hospital and as I held her I looked at Tim with puppy dog eyes and said "Please?". He firmly refused. But low and behold after being Danika's favorite secondary care givers, Brock was born 2 years later. So this is a thank you to Dani for being so dang cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;irenealexeeva.blogspot.com for the kit called Caberet Punch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMrs_kJFIbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5sEjICQCAlo/s1600-h/Dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMrs_kJFIbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5sEjICQCAlo/s400/Dani.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245265292804039090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-2352983540818570919?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/2352983540818570919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=2352983540818570919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2352983540818570919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/2352983540818570919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-of-night.html' title='Music of the Night'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMrs_kJFIbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5sEjICQCAlo/s72-c/Dani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-7020232890688177326</id><published>2008-09-06T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:31:02.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Get Digital, Digital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(to the song Let's Get Physical... Anyway,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to my recent acquisition of Adobe Photoshop Element 6, I have been obsessively scrapbooking on my computer. It is a lot of fun, much faster and absolutely NO clean up! I still love my paper crafts, don't get me wrong. I can't completely  abandon them yet, mainly because I have a TON of supplies, but for now, Digital is where it's at. At least Brock can't ruin my page before I get it safely into it's plastic protective sleeve. I thought I'd share some of my creations with you because they are so fun! I bought a book all about Photoshop, and hopefully I can start creating my own "kits". I've been looking into it, and it looks like a lot of fun! I am definitely interested! Well, let me know what you think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMNW9UsuCtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NYsRJinyyOg/s1600-h/Cougar+Mt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMNW9UsuCtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NYsRJinyyOg/s400/Cougar+Mt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243130002717674194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-7020232890688177326?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/7020232890688177326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=7020232890688177326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7020232890688177326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/7020232890688177326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-get-digital-digital.html' title='Lets Get Digital, Digital'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMNW9UsuCtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NYsRJinyyOg/s72-c/Cougar+Mt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1740201407967806533</id><published>2008-09-04T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:56:31.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WWAMI-ly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Labor day weekend we had a fun camping trip to Snoqualmie, just outside of Seattle. We were right by Summit. Tim found a huge cabin that 13 adults and 6 kids fit pretty comfortably in. It was so much fun to hang with the WWAMI-ly (WWAMI family, I wasn't clever enough to coin the term, but I'm going to steal it!). We played lots of games, rockband, darts and went on a few hikes. There was two sets or stairs so I didn't even hardly see Brock as he spent the majority of his time honing his mad skills on the stairs!  Tim played a lot of foose (spelling?) ball and playing horse with the little basketball set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PCZmShI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AKvnnbErRMM/s1600-h/P1030060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PCZmShI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AKvnnbErRMM/s320/P1030060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253996275943954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here We are, wives rocking the rockband! I'm partial to the drums myself. Singing is fun too, especially because I have no reserve and like to get into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PYN1P_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/77CvyEhCWVc/s1600-h/P1030054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PYN1P_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/77CvyEhCWVc/s320/P1030054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242254002132172786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Due to the look of intensity on my face I'm going to say I was playing on expert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PW-MAmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/i2bhO4A4tLs/s1600-h/P1030052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PW-MAmI/AAAAAAAAAY8/i2bhO4A4tLs/s320/P1030052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242254001798120034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock had his first taste of Red Vines this weekend. Yum. Here he is in the basketball thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PUZPOAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/saca9A-t-cc/s1600-h/P1030051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PUZPOAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/saca9A-t-cc/s320/P1030051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242254001106270210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes stairs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PpEHCvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/DBX-VO-7tvc/s1600-h/P1030055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PpEHCvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/DBX-VO-7tvc/s320/P1030055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242254006654798578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had just gotten out of a waterfall that we hiked to. Notice how I look like a wet dog and Jo manages to still look pretty. No fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AGEujBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IhcZ6HYgbZE/s1600-h/P1030028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AGEujBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IhcZ6HYgbZE/s320/P1030028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253739564108818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the WWAMI-ly at a waterfall. Poor Brock got soaked. It was pretty cool though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6Af3p_oI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZAPAiZbQWg8/s1600-h/P1030029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6Af3p_oI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZAPAiZbQWg8/s320/P1030029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253746488606338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AX33cvI/AAAAAAAAAYU/5xo7AFktqeo/s1600-h/P1030031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AX33cvI/AAAAAAAAAYU/5xo7AFktqeo/s320/P1030031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253744342004466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Bye Cabin Sweet Cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6Ah3PYrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/YyEc3HAsA_I/s1600-h/P1030143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6Ah3PYrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/YyEc3HAsA_I/s320/P1030143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253747023733426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim Sean and Lane playing ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AkgjC8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/niJhPDh6eZE/s1600-h/P1030066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6AkgjC8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/niJhPDh6eZE/s320/P1030066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242253747733859266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had so much fun, and just a quick thanks to Mandi for taking such great pictures and then posting them so I could steal them, because the dork that I am forgot my camera! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1740201407967806533?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1740201407967806533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1740201407967806533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1740201407967806533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1740201407967806533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/09/wwami-ly-love.html' title='WWAMI-ly Love'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SMA6PCZmShI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AKvnnbErRMM/s72-c/P1030060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3442702890148742571</id><published>2008-08-27T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:59:05.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So last night after bath, Tim talked me into giving Brock's hair a trim. I agreed as long I did the cutting. So behold below how cute Brock looks when mom cuts his hair. Nice and handsome right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGhv2Gh_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/uyF6ENc2ccc/s1600-h/HPIM1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGhv2Gh_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/uyF6ENc2ccc/s320/HPIM1119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241655852632050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGh7efyoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/d3s8VSeWSbA/s1600-h/HPIM1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGh7efyoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/d3s8VSeWSbA/s320/HPIM1121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241658974849666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Tim decided that his hair was indeed not even, and look what he did to my little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGiAcdLvI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pfDLDQFccZ4/s1600-h/HPIM1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGiAcdLvI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pfDLDQFccZ4/s320/HPIM1131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241660308467442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGijec2vI/AAAAAAAAAXY/R---wY3BiOs/s1600-h/HPIM1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGijec2vI/AAAAAAAAAXY/R---wY3BiOs/s320/HPIM1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241669712075506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim will never come anywhere near my child with scissors again! Brock I'm sorry that you have to look like the dude from Dumb and Dummber for the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3442702890148742571?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3442702890148742571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3442702890148742571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3442702890148742571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3442702890148742571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/never-again.html' title='NEVER AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLWGhv2Gh_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/uyF6ENc2ccc/s72-c/HPIM1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6847035154364738568</id><published>2008-08-26T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:33:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my little Man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I thought I would just do a quick little post about how much I love my little Brockster. He has been so stinkin' cute lately that I feel like I am constantly scooping him up in my arms to kiss his chubby cheeks (much to his dismay!). Now that he is walking he gets into all sorts of things that often leave Tim and I smiling or laughing. He has taken a liking to this picture of my grandma that I keep on the nightstand. When ever he goes in our room he grabs it and carries it around everywhere. Why? Don't know. He just likes Grandma Beth I guess! He has also started using a plethora of words. The more decipherable include lots of Mama, baba, Bye, ball, this, and (my personal favorite) yum yum yum. He says that when he is hungry or wants a bite of whatever were eating. I don't know where he picked it up, but I think it's funny. He also "gobbles". We haven't figured out what this means yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdbgVKknI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rcDNbVkrMmw/s1600-h/HPIM1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdbgVKknI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rcDNbVkrMmw/s320/HPIM1113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238985362399466098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how huge his hair is when he wakes up. I know it needs a trim, but I can't bring myself to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdb0IoHoI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OrvVD99g9pk/s1600-h/HPIM1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdb0IoHoI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OrvVD99g9pk/s320/HPIM1114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238985367715585666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have to keep our bathroom door shut at all times because Brock loves TP. He will unravel a whole roll in no time. As seen above, he had trailed it all through our apartment before Tim or I realized what he had gotten into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdcLgtJkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/u30xvE7ccuY/s1600-h/HPIM1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdcLgtJkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/u30xvE7ccuY/s320/HPIM1115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238985373990594114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A new favorite, PB and J! Easy meal, lots of clean up. But, he sure enjoys making the mess, eating the mess, licking the mess off the high chair tray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdckpUXiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/unAHQVRmEuQ/s1600-h/HPIM1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdckpUXiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/unAHQVRmEuQ/s320/HPIM1117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238985380737605154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6847035154364738568?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6847035154364738568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6847035154364738568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6847035154364738568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6847035154364738568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-my-little-man.html' title='I love my little Man!!!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SLSdbgVKknI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rcDNbVkrMmw/s72-c/HPIM1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6407273985655060067</id><published>2008-08-20T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:05:51.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="234" src="http://www.bettycrocker.com/NR/rdonlyres/2D8C6358-5B26-4689-8DCF-3C93B63FB617/0/CenterPiece_WarDelights.png" width="651" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everybody! In my newfound quest to be frugal (City living will do that to poor kids like me ;) I have been constantly searching blogs and coupon sites for the best deals. Some of these ladies buy a weeks worth of groceries for $.40!! That is CENTS not dollars I don't know how they do it, but I am trying to learn because that's freakin' amazing!!! Anyway, while I was browsing my google readers recommendations (thanks to Mandi for the introduction to the wonderfulness that is google reader)  I stumbled upon a blog offering a coupon for mini delights. If you are a woman or just plain NORMAL, sometimes you crave a little chocolate or cake, but don't want to make a whole pan (lest you cave and eat the whole thing; guilty, Guilty, GUILTY!) So Warm Delights seems like the perfect solution, except who wants to pay like $2 for a small snack. Well, I discovered that you can recreate a mini-cake easily with the cake mix I'm sure you all have in your cupboards. According to the post, all you have to do is put 3 Tbs cake mix and 1 Tbs + 1 tsp water in a small bowl (I used a small sized tupperware thing) mix and microwave for 30 seconds. I did not believe this would work.... But it does! And the cake tasted perfectly yummy, especially when smothered in chocolate frosting. Do you have any idea how many mini cakes you can make from a whole cake mix? I'm sure I'll be the first to find out since my mouth is full of sweet-toothes! Anyway, I just thought I would pass this on because one box of cake mix is about the same price, if not cheaper than the minis. Cool huh? I can't wait until Brock takes lunches to school and I can "bake" him cake every morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6407273985655060067?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6407273985655060067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6407273985655060067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6407273985655060067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6407273985655060067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/amazing.html' title='AMAZING!!!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-4201144222967424945</id><published>2008-08-13T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:04:01.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ET the Couch Potato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So lately Brock has been waking up grouchy in the morning. The only thing he likes is to be wrapped up tight in his "lovey" (he seriously is attached to this thing) and sat on the couch until he can properly wake up. I added these photos because Tim made the comment that he looked like ET. I have to agree. Poor kid. What do you guys think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOroWZumHI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nJd4gvmjb5g/s1600-h/HPIM1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOroWZumHI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nJd4gvmjb5g/s320/HPIM1102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215901631256690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOro59O8yI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jCSyCRMpK9c/s1600-h/HPIM1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOro59O8yI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jCSyCRMpK9c/s320/HPIM1103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215911175418658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seattle has some amazing wading pools. I didn't even know that public wading parks existed. Dang It little Burley! Anyway, we have been going a few times a week to take advantage of sunlight, and tire Brock out for afternoon nap. Brock loves these parks. He is not afraid to walk out in the middle of a group of "big kids" and monopolize the water. Funny now, potentially problematic later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOrpIcKKuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YrUnLVIMvDk/s1600-h/HPIM1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOrpIcKKuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YrUnLVIMvDk/s320/HPIM1106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215915063225058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This particular spout was supposed to be a sunken ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOrpbzDS7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/EyQxrioEoHQ/s1600-h/HPIM1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOrpbzDS7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/EyQxrioEoHQ/s320/HPIM1107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215920259517362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock loves the slide. He wanted to go down over and over agin. He got pretty sad when it was time to go. That is the downside of hard play. Tired and crankiness until he falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQKVwSzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bI5ev6xIh9Q/s1600-h/HPIM1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQKVwSzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bI5ev6xIh9Q/s320/HPIM1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214386564877106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQYMlwzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TFThAcfoKnE/s1600-h/HPIM1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQYMlwzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TFThAcfoKnE/s320/HPIM1111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214390284534578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQqaoGXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MNhOQRqK0zQ/s1600-h/HPIM1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQqaoGXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/MNhOQRqK0zQ/s320/HPIM1110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214395175246194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock was using this frog as a drinking fountain. I trust that the city of Seattle uses clean water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQ6nIu4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/olC9HcFy0io/s1600-h/HPIM1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqQ6nIu4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/olC9HcFy0io/s320/HPIM1109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214399522683778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock with his multi-cultural friends- an Asian girl, Hispanic girl, Indian girl and the white boy riding the frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqRKK2SyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hYjMPXcSUl4/s1600-h/HPIM1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOqRKK2SyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hYjMPXcSUl4/s320/HPIM1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234214403699002146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-4201144222967424945?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/4201144222967424945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=4201144222967424945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4201144222967424945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/4201144222967424945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/et-couch-potato.html' title='ET the Couch Potato'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SKOroWZumHI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nJd4gvmjb5g/s72-c/HPIM1102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6136035672136679885</id><published>2008-08-08T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:20:28.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everybody! Tim and I finally bought a camera cord! Yay! Thank you Amazon for the $1 cord. We were putting it off and putting it off to buy a new one because at the stores here they are like $20. So yay. I also got my copy of Breaking Dawn finally. I loved it. Luckily for Tim I finished it in a day. I loved the book. That's all I'll say about that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim and I bought a REI backpack off of Craig's List for $50. We have been hiking a lot trying to get our monies worth. We definitely have too. Brock loves this thing. I recommend buying a backpack if your kid doesn't sit well in a stroller anymore. Brock will sit in his backpack forever. Anyway, here are a few photos of our hiking adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;RATTLE SNAKE LAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBcovIhCI/AAAAAAAAATw/OrKVUBTJu3I/s1600-h/HPIM1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBcovIhCI/AAAAAAAAATw/OrKVUBTJu3I/s320/HPIM1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269564813280290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBc28OREI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R5_GrUGyCP0/s1600-h/HPIM1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBc28OREI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R5_GrUGyCP0/s320/HPIM1092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269568626279490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Rattlesnake lake. We had to hike 2 1/2 miles and 1200 ft of elevation to get here. I about died, but the lake was beautiful. We sat on this huge rock this was like a cliff face. I was a little freaked to let Brock out, but he did ok. I did not let him anywhere near the ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBc_6jhAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/iUP4HaI-yTw/s1600-h/HPIM1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBc_6jhAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/iUP4HaI-yTw/s320/HPIM1096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269571035202562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking like a true Seattle Hippie Hiker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBdOBi41I/AAAAAAAAAUI/hXLahYow_IU/s1600-h/HPIM1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBdOBi41I/AAAAAAAAAUI/hXLahYow_IU/s320/HPIM1097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269574822617938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how high up we are! Seattle is so beautiful, look at all the trees and mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBdTAe7jI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KN4j8wEBxa0/s1600-h/HPIM1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBdTAe7jI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KN4j8wEBxa0/s320/HPIM1099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269576160341554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That little group of roads way down there was our parking lot. Looks tiny doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBCj2-RJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZsTdSEgBvAo/s1600-h/HPIM1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBCj2-RJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZsTdSEgBvAo/s320/HPIM1067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269116827387026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I threw this photo in because I love Brock's Curls! Look how curly his hair is getting!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;COUGAR MOUNTAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBCxEsupI/AAAAAAAAATY/GtexrXlgEac/s1600-h/HPIM1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBCxEsupI/AAAAAAAAATY/GtexrXlgEac/s320/HPIM1080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269120374618770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a scary log bridge that looked about 100 years old. Brock loves to hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBC76HHDI/AAAAAAAAATg/Mnx8JtMWook/s1600-h/HPIM1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBC76HHDI/AAAAAAAAATg/Mnx8JtMWook/s320/HPIM1085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269123283000370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a little break by Cougar falls, which was actually a little trickle of water flowing over a bolder. Oh well. Fun hike anyway. The rock below was coved in weird moss that looked like green shag carpet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBDZLNlQI/AAAAAAAAATo/iSAqauFkSns/s1600-h/HPIM1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBDZLNlQI/AAAAAAAAATo/iSAqauFkSns/s320/HPIM1088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232269131139355906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, BROCK IS WALKING! For actually about 2 weeks, but I am finally posting about it. This is a video we took right after he started walking, so he is still kind of shaky. But he is a pro now. I think it is so funny when he walks around because he holds his arms straight out like Frankenstein. He still falls down a lot, but is getting better every day. We love him so much, he makes us laugh and smile so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af7916a2e31a8415" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf7916a2e31a8415%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A2C9E18CEBCD22F459652AE27C9DA4F9E7FE607.65E661AD3AD571AFECC11A66048B6AE89CA87D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf7916a2e31a8415%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdEVtRW5bajecbwzUjB5mzpKnf1M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf7916a2e31a8415%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330399249%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A2C9E18CEBCD22F459652AE27C9DA4F9E7FE607.65E661AD3AD571AFECC11A66048B6AE89CA87D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf7916a2e31a8415%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdEVtRW5bajecbwzUjB5mzpKnf1M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-6136035672136679885?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=af7916a2e31a8415&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6136035672136679885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6136035672136679885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6136035672136679885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6136035672136679885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-pictures-finally.html' title='New Pictures FINALLY!!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SJzBcovIhCI/AAAAAAAAATw/OrKVUBTJu3I/s72-c/HPIM1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-8044626781290393647</id><published>2008-08-03T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:38:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not very patient...</title><content type='html'>I just had to write a quick little rant about amazon.com and my DEAR husband. Well thanks to amazon promising a copy of Breaking Dawn on my doorstep YESTERDAY - which did not come- I have not been able to sit still. Its all I can do not to look online and ruin the whole book for myself. I am also very tempted to run to Barnes and Noble and just buy a second copy. I am chewing my nails and trying to make myself read A Tale of Two Cities (ya right) to pass the time. Tim thinking he will help hops online and proceeds to shamelessly read all reviews for the book (which are not good) and the spoilers!!! Now he is just taunting me with newly found information. It's all I can do not to gag him and lock him in a closet until tomorrow when my book DOES come (so help me if it doesn't). I am going crazy with suspense and everything else. So if any of you think my hair looks considerably thinner next time you see me or if there are just huge bald patches.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-8044626781290393647?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/8044626781290393647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=8044626781290393647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8044626781290393647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/8044626781290393647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-very-patient.html' title='I&apos;m not very patient...'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-3562862854336951263</id><published>2008-07-13T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:08:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More From the Emerald City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post is going to be mostly pictures. I know that is what you all are mostly interested in anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsQtfHjYI/AAAAAAAAASo/WjQBK6hRc9A/s1600-h/HPIM1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsQtfHjYI/AAAAAAAAASo/WjQBK6hRc9A/s320/HPIM1045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605752233332098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brock is at Madison Beach Park. It is a really fun little beach with an awesome park close by. The beach is clean and they don't allow nudity or dogs, so YAY! It was a ton of fun. Brock loved the water and the sand. We are going to buy him an innertube so next time we go he can swim a little more. We plan on visiting this beach a bunch before it gets too rainy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRC4q4QI/AAAAAAAAASw/-euYtKiMf7Q/s1600-h/HPIM1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRC4q4QI/AAAAAAAAASw/-euYtKiMf7Q/s320/HPIM1046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605757977649410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRZXH70I/AAAAAAAAAS4/RZ98G8dKwhU/s1600-h/HPIM1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRZXH70I/AAAAAAAAAS4/RZ98G8dKwhU/s320/HPIM1048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605764010962754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRtQ39HI/AAAAAAAAATA/uyB0bKaSA2Y/s1600-h/P4250075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsRtQ39HI/AAAAAAAAATA/uyB0bKaSA2Y/s320/P4250075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605769353458802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are Tim's new Jammies from Pike's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsR1rOnyI/AAAAAAAAATI/mnn5dbz8xrY/s1600-h/P4250076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsR1rOnyI/AAAAAAAAATI/mnn5dbz8xrY/s320/P4250076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605771611479842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trust me, I'm a lawyer... Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprorrLe6I/AAAAAAAAASA/fspvaAxsCqY/s1600-h/P4240019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprorrLe6I/AAAAAAAAASA/fspvaAxsCqY/s320/P4240019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605064552283042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Photo at our new church. Which is huge by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprpMgo1nI/AAAAAAAAASI/imEjT5-N9rw/s1600-h/P4240039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprpMgo1nI/AAAAAAAAASI/imEjT5-N9rw/s320/P4240039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605073366439538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating pizza in Bainbridge with my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprpqYLqoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nxOVdFaJKGQ/s1600-h/P4250050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprpqYLqoI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nxOVdFaJKGQ/s320/P4250050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605081384036994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ride 'em Cowboy! Brock playing cowboys and indians at the Space Needle. He chose a slow mount, a snail with spectacular horns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprqEZKJQI/AAAAAAAAASY/pHbAq9aH9Q0/s1600-h/P4250051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprqEZKJQI/AAAAAAAAASY/pHbAq9aH9Q0/s320/P4250051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605088367453442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He soon ditched the snail for a pig with wings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprqcfEDyI/AAAAAAAAASg/lLYuLC9lZT8/s1600-h/P4250059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHprqcfEDyI/AAAAAAAAASg/lLYuLC9lZT8/s320/P4250059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222605094834671394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, eating dinner in the revolving cafe at the Space Needle. It was really cool to see Seattle from way up. We might go back some time without Brock, because well as he wants to eat everything we eat, we can't really enjoy a meal with him. So until next time, Adios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-3562862854336951263?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/3562862854336951263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=3562862854336951263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3562862854336951263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/3562862854336951263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-from-emerald-city.html' title='More From the Emerald City'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SHpsQtfHjYI/AAAAAAAAASo/WjQBK6hRc9A/s72-c/HPIM1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-6271729204160059511</id><published>2008-07-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:04:13.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c38c14df5e16574" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85f9938238af6816&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c38c14df5e16574&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/6271729204160059511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=6271729204160059511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6271729204160059511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/6271729204160059511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/07/videos.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1604867345120108084</id><published>2008-07-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:55:34.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cant believe that a year has gone by already. Brock is huge and loving life. He had a great birthday. We went to a BBQ at a friend's house. We gave him his first slice of watermelon. He loved it. Only problem was, was that Tim gave him a piece that was too big and he had trouble lifting it up to his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t_UPyEsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uZLBUci4uG4/s1600-h/HPIM1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t_UPyEsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uZLBUci4uG4/s320/HPIM1007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370690191430338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't quite get the watermelon to my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t_lQoqeI/AAAAAAAAARY/8DoPo3LHKIU/s1600-h/HPIM1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t_lQoqeI/AAAAAAAAARY/8DoPo3LHKIU/s320/HPIM1008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370694758410722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Problem solved! He couldn't lift it, so he just bent over to take bites out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t__7GkVI/AAAAAAAAARg/czM-47UpMxY/s1600-h/HPIM1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t__7GkVI/AAAAAAAAARg/czM-47UpMxY/s320/HPIM1009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370701915853138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remedied the problem. Smaller slice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7uAB-aHvI/AAAAAAAAARo/bXZgR-Un0hg/s1600-h/HPIM1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7uAB-aHvI/AAAAAAAAARo/bXZgR-Un0hg/s320/HPIM1014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370702466588402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening my presents with dad. He did a good job of ripping the paper off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7uATr0mkI/AAAAAAAAARw/nz0oPZ8BmTQ/s1600-h/HPIM1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7uATr0mkI/AAAAAAAAARw/nz0oPZ8BmTQ/s320/HPIM1015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370707220470338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovin' the sticky tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tiHp0HeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ucKWaGcG3hI/s1600-h/HPIM1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tiHp0HeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ucKWaGcG3hI/s320/HPIM1020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370188594748898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are with his birthday cupcake. He didn't know what to think about the flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tiTxSCHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/81eHJ-I5JUs/s1600-h/HPIM1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tiTxSCHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/81eHJ-I5JUs/s320/HPIM1028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370191847295090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Repeat from the watermelon earlier. Just face plant into the blue frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tl3-DGiI/AAAAAAAAARA/IUeSrM8XrJ0/s1600-h/HPIM1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tl3-DGiI/AAAAAAAAARA/IUeSrM8XrJ0/s320/HPIM1029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370253104126498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! Blue frosting everywhere! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tmTLKsgI/AAAAAAAAARI/zphHmSSyL_U/s1600-h/HPIM1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7tmTLKsgI/AAAAAAAAARI/zphHmSSyL_U/s320/HPIM1030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219370260406907394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He got cake and frosting everywhere. We got a video, but I can't get it to load right now. Hopefully it will work later! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047743323131766258-1604867345120108084?l=ulrich-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/1604867345120108084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047743323131766258&amp;postID=1604867345120108084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1604867345120108084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047743323131766258/posts/default/1604867345120108084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ulrich-inc.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-1st-birthday.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday!'/><author><name>Tim and Steph Ulrich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10512761952905118423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SCENQWKGnvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pNyRhN6HFI/S220/HPIM0739.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG7t_UPyEsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uZLBUci4uG4/s72-c/HPIM1007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047743323131766258.post-1354696074362096767</id><published>2008-07-03T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:33:26.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Got Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night we went to the Mariners Game. It was LDS night, which meant that tickets were half price. So Tim and I both got in for $20. We usually think baseball is incredibly boring to watch on tv, so I wasn't expecting much. We actually had a blast. Baseball is so much more enjoyable live. Brock had a good time too, until he rubbed his eyes and got sunscreen in them. The poor guys eye's were red, puffy, and streaming practically the rest of the game. Note to self: hands don't really need to be slathered in sunscreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG2xRltK48I/AAAAAAAAAPI/0Z02p9iP_bA/s1600-h/HPIM0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG2xRltK48I/AAAAAAAAAPI/0Z02p9iP_bA/s320/HPIM0999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219022458929734594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can kind of see the puffy eyes. Grandma Alaina just sent him this baseball outfit that day. It is blue and teal striped. Mariner's colors! He looked like a true Mariner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG2xR5HD2ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BmEanfH4peA/s1600-h/HPIM1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG2xR5HD2ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BmEanfH4peA/s320/HPIM1003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219022464138598802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting a little tired of the baseball game at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lRoSXLcXRl4/SG2xSdaP9lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dpXm6pq6SuQ/s1600-h/HPIM1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" s
