<?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-585522470817458799</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:14:37.639-04:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Rich'/><category term='arm'/><category term='tubes'/><category term='facial hair challenge'/><category term='guitar hero'/><category term='Uncle Tom'/><category term='red'/><category term='unemployed'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='thirty'/><category term='dude challenge'/><category term='no pants'/><category term='snake'/><category term='christian'/><category term='miss m'/><category term='White Plains'/><category term='NY'/><category term='petting zoo'/><category term='no-no'/><category term='snowman'/><category term='Blue Sky'/><category term='hatami&apos;s'/><category term='capron zoo'/><category term='stay-at-home-mom'/><category term='ears'/><category term='Rockefeller'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='gas'/><category term='annie'/><category term='hat'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Daddy'/><category term='tony stark'/><category term='peanut butter'/><category term='diapers'/><category term='apple picking'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='tantrums'/><category term='wentworth'/><category term='interview'/><category term='Muscoot'/><category term='monkey'/><category term='moustache'/><category term='Red Sox'/><category term='Bronx Zoo'/><category term='yellow'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='turtles'/><category term='danbury'/><category term='4th Birthday'/><title type='text'>The Fournier Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6051103969992200396</id><published>2010-08-31T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:43:40.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby, new car....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEWp_8wiJI/AAAAAAAAB1g/AaFIIhEKQB4/s1600/IMG_1153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEWp_8wiJI/AAAAAAAAB1g/AaFIIhEKQB4/s400/IMG_1153.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Saturday the 28th, we spent the day going to two different dealerships to get a new car. We signed paperwork and they said they would find us the car in the color we wanted on Monday and we went home. That night, my water broke and Maddie was born. On Tuesday we went home home from the hospital with plans to go to pick up the car that afternoon. The dealership called us and said they would bring it to us! We signed the paperwork on our dining room table and got a tour of the car in our driveway!&amp;nbsp; (if you want a honda and live in the greater Danbury area...go to Honda of Danbury and ask for Max! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6051103969992200396?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6051103969992200396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6051103969992200396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6051103969992200396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6051103969992200396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-baby-new-car.html' title='New Baby, new car....'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEWp_8wiJI/AAAAAAAAB1g/AaFIIhEKQB4/s72-c/IMG_1153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6265091084863803005</id><published>2010-08-29T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T19:50:47.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Madeleine Paige!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENd6rqtkI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ypJkncosp-0/s1600/IMG_0957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENd6rqtkI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ypJkncosp-0/s400/IMG_0957.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On August 29, 2010 at 8:22 am, Miss Madeleine Paige Fournier came into the world. She weighed in at a petite 7lbs 11oz and 19.5 inches long. I had hoped for a smaller baby than her big brother who was 8.1 and 20.5 inches; I got what I wanted but not by much!&amp;nbsp; Maddie came out absolutely perfect; we couldn't be happier.&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;So Maddie, here is your birth story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At about 8:40 pm, Mom and Dad were getting comfy on the couch getting ready to watch Hot Tub Time Machine. Daddy had a big bowl of ice cream ready to go and was aiming the remote at the TV to hit Play when Mommy felt something strange, stood up with her handy dandy bath towel wrapped around her and as she waddled (quickly) out of the living room, she said over her shoulder "water breaking, WATER BREAKING!!!!!"&amp;nbsp; Mommy made it to the bathroom without too much damage and stayed in there laughing for a little while before she could really get it together.&amp;nbsp; After she calmed down, she called Nana and Papa and told them to hit the road, Madeleine is coming!!! Mommy and Daddy then regrouped upstairs to figure out the game plan and decided to call our friend Parke to come and stay with Christian until Nana and Papa could get to our house. Mommy and Daddy both took showers and put clean sheets on the bed for Nana and Papa and when Parke got to the house, we packed the car and were at the hospital around 9:30.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENU5F-MWI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kUIHePj2zMA/s1600/IMG_0890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENU5F-MWI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kUIHePj2zMA/s400/IMG_0890.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENSL3qHdI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gqfs33qfdRg/s1600/IMG_0881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENSL3qHdI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gqfs33qfdRg/s400/IMG_0881.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Then there was a LOT of waiting. We walked around the maternity ward, took advantage of the free WiFi, tried to rest a bit and then around 3 am, Mommy got her epidural. Mommy had had a bad cold and cough for a few days already and the cough had made all of her stomach muscles strain.&amp;nbsp; She couldn't even sit up or roll over. She was afraid to get her epidural so soon, that it might stop your labor, but they gave me pitocin to keep it all moving along and we were good to go. Then Mommy and Daddy took a four hour nap!&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENXYm5ngI/AAAAAAAAB0g/ms4B0xlIX54/s1600/IMG_0912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENXYm5ngI/AAAAAAAAB0g/ms4B0xlIX54/s400/IMG_0912.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Around 5 or so, the resident checked Mommy and we were only at 4 or 5 cm. Mommy couldn't believe that that was all! Then around 745, Dr. Miller checked Mommy again and we were at 7 cm. Dr. Miller said it would be a few hours and then we would have a baby. About 10 minutes after the doctor left the room, Mommy was in excruciating pain! She couldn't even speak. Daddy called for the nurse to come back and when she finally came and checked Mommy, she said "That baby is coming NOW!" There was a lot of commotion in the hallway and orders to Mommy to NOT PUSH. She was left alone in the room for what seemed like an eternity while Daddy went to the bathroom and then bright lights were being turned on and a midwife came in and introduced herself; Dr. Miller was in the OR and couldn't be there to deliver you! (all the guarantees in the world that a stranger would not deliver my baby and here we were again!) Daddy asked the midwife if there was anything they could do to take the edge off of the pain and the answer was no "it will all be over in 5 minutes". Within a few minutes, your head was out and the midwife asked Mommy if she wanted to pull you out. I reached down and grabbed you and in a few seconds you were on my chest and yelling! You were the most beautiful pink little thing ever. After a little while, they took you away to weigh you and clean you up but then you came back and just laid on Mommy's chest, looking around and content to just stay there forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENbZgkV1I/AAAAAAAAB0o/-odhmXHVTxI/s1600/IMG_0945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENbZgkV1I/AAAAAAAAB0o/-odhmXHVTxI/s400/IMG_0945.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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 waited a long time for you Madeleine, but you were well worth the wait. Mommy and Daddy wouldn't have it any other way!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENk2_-crI/AAAAAAAAB1A/f5aBg2apfeY/s1600/IMG_0989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENk2_-crI/AAAAAAAAB1A/f5aBg2apfeY/s400/IMG_0989.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First family photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENnrZN5_I/AAAAAAAAB1I/Pb8AGaO9Rt8/s1600/IMG_0990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENnrZN5_I/AAAAAAAAB1I/Pb8AGaO9Rt8/s400/IMG_0990.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nana and Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENtlYDzKI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/-noWmRNWJXc/s1600/IMG_1043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENtlYDzKI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/-noWmRNWJXc/s400/IMG_1043.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Proud Big Brother Christian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENw2A2H9I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aKfNIsFFOvU/s1600/IMG_1103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENw2A2H9I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aKfNIsFFOvU/s400/IMG_1103.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY going home!&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;&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/585522470817458799-6265091084863803005?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6265091084863803005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6265091084863803005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6265091084863803005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6265091084863803005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/introducing-madeleine-paige.html' title='Introducing Madeleine Paige!!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIENd6rqtkI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ypJkncosp-0/s72-c/IMG_0957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2054939402459604399</id><published>2010-08-08T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:56:15.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss m'/><title type='text'>36 Weeks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEMVqOxEpI/AAAAAAAAB0A/MZN6sIesk84/s1600/IMG_0841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEMVqOxEpI/AAAAAAAAB0A/MZN6sIesk84/s400/IMG_0841.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Miss M...here you are at 36 weeks! We are ANXIOUSLY awaiting your arrival&amp;nbsp; and wonder if you will be like your big brother and come a tad early. We set up your crib and are starting to get the boxes out of your room that have been sitting here for a year. Your big brother helped put your crib together and tightened all of the bolts with extra attention and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEMYtQYNbI/AAAAAAAAB0I/mgE5s8LnfDA/s1600/IMG_0826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEMYtQYNbI/AAAAAAAAB0I/mgE5s8LnfDA/s400/IMG_0826.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon baby girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-2054939402459604399?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2054939402459604399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2054939402459604399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2054939402459604399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2054939402459604399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/36-weeks.html' title='36 Weeks!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TIEMVqOxEpI/AAAAAAAAB0A/MZN6sIesk84/s72-c/IMG_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3652275016485600244</id><published>2010-07-03T08:55:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:03:51.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 weeks and counting.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWc_fd6zfI/AAAAAAAABp0/g9CfpWrCCes/s1600/31weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWc_fd6zfI/AAAAAAAABp0/g9CfpWrCCes/s400/31weeks.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, Little Miss M, we have hit the home stretch. I can't believe how close we are to finally getting to see you! You move around a lot now...there is no kicking, no poking, just a lot of wiggling and readjusting. Your Daddy took a video of my stomach moving around in ridiculous ways; it's pretty crazy to watch. While your big brother was "easier" at this stage of the game; you have been worth all of the hard work and being sick and all the other unpleasantness that has happened along the way. We have waited a long time for you and hopefully the next few weeks will go by quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, Daddy and Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-3652275016485600244?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3652275016485600244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3652275016485600244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3652275016485600244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3652275016485600244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/31-weeks-and-counting.html' title='31 weeks and counting.....'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWc_fd6zfI/AAAAAAAABp0/g9CfpWrCCes/s72-c/31weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8663354092236762771</id><published>2010-06-21T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:56:29.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian's 4th Birthday...His ACTUAL birthday!</title><content type='html'>On Monday, June 21st, our little man turned FOUR. I can hardly believe that he is already four years old. Time has flown by. Christian has grown up so much and has such a personality all his own. One of the funnier things that he has started to do is when he doesn't like something that we have done or said, he very snarkily says "HMMPH".&amp;nbsp; After a year home with mom, Christian will be starting back at a new preschool come September and he will become a big brother around the same time. Lots of changes but I think he is looking forward to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Bubba! Mommy and Daddy are SO proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqcgBRAHI/AAAAAAAABuc/RV9Vfk_3Ci4/s1600/IMG_0279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqcgBRAHI/AAAAAAAABuc/RV9Vfk_3Ci4/s400/IMG_0279.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqfDS7RwI/AAAAAAAABuk/VYCXZ4oRaoc/s1600/IMG_0280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqfDS7RwI/AAAAAAAABuk/VYCXZ4oRaoc/s400/IMG_0280.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqhSLBitI/AAAAAAAABus/0p12xy2lccg/s1600/IMG_0281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqhSLBitI/AAAAAAAABus/0p12xy2lccg/s400/IMG_0281.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqlSTfHpI/AAAAAAAABu0/drRtK2Ie-Dg/s1600/IMG_0282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqlSTfHpI/AAAAAAAABu0/drRtK2Ie-Dg/s400/IMG_0282.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqoFuJbqI/AAAAAAAABu8/3NgMYZTNhAA/s1600/IMG_0283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqoFuJbqI/AAAAAAAABu8/3NgMYZTNhAA/s400/IMG_0283.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqrD3rJ_I/AAAAAAAABvE/gPBSpdJhRDE/s1600/IMG_0284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqrD3rJ_I/AAAAAAAABvE/gPBSpdJhRDE/s400/IMG_0284.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWquo19E8I/AAAAAAAABvM/7iDU5B0dvNM/s1600/IMG_0287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWquo19E8I/AAAAAAAABvM/7iDU5B0dvNM/s400/IMG_0287.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqyGjicHI/AAAAAAAABvU/M5GqWnMvp4M/s1600/IMG_0289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqyGjicHI/AAAAAAAABvU/M5GqWnMvp4M/s400/IMG_0289.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-8663354092236762771?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8663354092236762771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8663354092236762771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8663354092236762771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8663354092236762771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/christians-4th-birthdayhis-actual.html' title='Christian&apos;s 4th Birthday...His ACTUAL birthday!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWqcgBRAHI/AAAAAAAABuc/RV9Vfk_3Ci4/s72-c/IMG_0279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2182426389864142007</id><published>2010-06-19T09:34:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:46:54.027-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Christian's 4th Birthday...Take 2</title><content type='html'>The weekend of Father's Day was also the weekend of Christian's actual birthday this year. Poor Daddy has had to take the backseat to Christian's birthday for the last couple of years. On Saturday, we invited all of Christian's friends from our Blue Sky playgroup to play in the backyard and cookout. It seemed like the kids all had fun playing in the sprinkler and the sandbox etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm2HqAPsI/AAAAAAAABsc/FqWpcVnTAy0/s1600/IMG_0057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm2HqAPsI/AAAAAAAABsc/FqWpcVnTAy0/s400/IMG_0057.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm6eYHguI/AAAAAAAABsk/0vKyeaBFNA4/s1600/IMG_0062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm6eYHguI/AAAAAAAABsk/0vKyeaBFNA4/s400/IMG_0062.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm-RYTRlI/AAAAAAAABss/-Fh_TDZ8jz0/s1600/IMG_0069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm-RYTRlI/AAAAAAAABss/-Fh_TDZ8jz0/s400/IMG_0069.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is AFTER the birthday boy dumped the dinosaur watering can full of pool water over unassuming Joshua's head...he handled it well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnNaDw_mI/AAAAAAAABtM/pCougVB_kkI/s400/IMG_0099.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnReSbRHI/AAAAAAAABtU/gJNeIz_ZgJI/s1600/IMG_0095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnReSbRHI/AAAAAAAABtU/gJNeIz_ZgJI/s400/IMG_0095.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnUKk9I4I/AAAAAAAABtc/V1MY7FV_e24/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnUKk9I4I/AAAAAAAABtc/V1MY7FV_e24/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnYeuY8uI/AAAAAAAABtk/t7ZPAq4W3jU/s1600/IMG_0108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnYeuY8uI/AAAAAAAABtk/t7ZPAq4W3jU/s400/IMG_0108.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWncLmIhSI/AAAAAAAABts/W50Wn4RDT3M/s1600/IMG_0115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnonE_rBI/AAAAAAAABuM/GgbGHmXeqY0/s400/IMG_0146.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnsEJ8nJI/AAAAAAAABuU/8xi_GvpMC9g/s1600/IMG_0150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWnsEJ8nJI/AAAAAAAABuU/8xi_GvpMC9g/s400/IMG_0150.jpg" width="400" /&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/585522470817458799-2182426389864142007?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2182426389864142007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2182426389864142007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2182426389864142007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2182426389864142007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/christians-4th-birthdaytake-2.html' title='Christian&apos;s 4th Birthday...Take 2'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWm2HqAPsI/AAAAAAAABsc/FqWpcVnTAy0/s72-c/IMG_0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3542944007292790312</id><published>2010-06-19T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:18:43.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of Christian....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy was having some fun with our new camera and was able to capture some of Christian's best faces....&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWgvxwzvRI/AAAAAAAABp8/QhrbpV4pweo/s400/IMG_0165.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWgyb4VYUI/AAAAAAAABqE/K1leEZ6PRLA/s1600/IMG_0166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWgyb4VYUI/AAAAAAAABqE/K1leEZ6PRLA/s400/IMG_0166.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg08IoKPI/AAAAAAAABqM/LUR_yq3nEXY/s1600/IMG_0167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg08IoKPI/AAAAAAAABqM/LUR_yq3nEXY/s400/IMG_0167.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg3YVqp8I/AAAAAAAABqU/lJW8dtws9_0/s1600/IMG_0168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg3YVqp8I/AAAAAAAABqU/lJW8dtws9_0/s400/IMG_0168.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg5946hhI/AAAAAAAABqc/rA5erp5Pz60/s1600/IMG_0169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg5946hhI/AAAAAAAABqc/rA5erp5Pz60/s400/IMG_0169.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg8kwkxtI/AAAAAAAABqk/FaJxZIoo8ls/s1600/IMG_0170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg8kwkxtI/AAAAAAAABqk/FaJxZIoo8ls/s400/IMG_0170.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg_ulfLKI/AAAAAAAABqs/k-G0PI8eSew/s1600/IMG_0171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWg_ulfLKI/AAAAAAAABqs/k-G0PI8eSew/s400/IMG_0171.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-3542944007292790312?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3542944007292790312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3542944007292790312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3542944007292790312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3542944007292790312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/many-faces-of-christian.html' title='The many faces of Christian....'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWgvxwzvRI/AAAAAAAABp8/QhrbpV4pweo/s72-c/IMG_0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5612288728107952453</id><published>2010-06-13T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:34:06.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian's 4th Birthday...Take 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since Rich and I had to go to MA for a family wedding the week before Christian's birthday, we figured we could celebrate with our family and friends at the same time and cut down on some travel. We had the bash at Nana and Papa's house and all of our family that could make it and most of our MA friends were there too. Christian had a great time and got to hang out with his buddy Annie for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWkmOC4_dI/AAAAAAAABq0/cVipySZO0Y4/s1600/DSCN3110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWkmOC4_dI/AAAAAAAABq0/cVipySZO0Y4/s400/DSCN3110.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk0AEdAII/AAAAAAAABrU/w2_YF6nrZRQ/s1600/DSCN3127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk0AEdAII/AAAAAAAABrU/w2_YF6nrZRQ/s400/DSCN3127.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk3oe2wRI/AAAAAAAABrc/emz0xplUNqU/s1600/DSCN3128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk3oe2wRI/AAAAAAAABrc/emz0xplUNqU/s400/DSCN3128.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk_TgncFI/AAAAAAAABrs/Nak7LdTZyqA/s1600/DSCN3133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWk_TgncFI/AAAAAAAABrs/Nak7LdTZyqA/s400/DSCN3133.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlIE75ohI/AAAAAAAABr8/pZdL2Kb_InU/s1600/DSCN3136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlIE75ohI/AAAAAAAABr8/pZdL2Kb_InU/s400/DSCN3136.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlOL7eO9I/AAAAAAAABsM/40nWQNPNcoY/s1600/DSCN3138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlOL7eO9I/AAAAAAAABsM/40nWQNPNcoY/s400/DSCN3138.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlRc1kSyI/AAAAAAAABsU/ylY6ebzgJkU/s1600/DSCN3147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWlRc1kSyI/AAAAAAAABsU/ylY6ebzgJkU/s400/DSCN3147.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-5612288728107952453?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5612288728107952453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5612288728107952453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5612288728107952453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5612288728107952453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/christians-4th-birthdaytake-1.html' title='Christian&apos;s 4th Birthday...Take 1'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEWkmOC4_dI/AAAAAAAABq0/cVipySZO0Y4/s72-c/DSCN3110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8741768362417802979</id><published>2010-06-11T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:05:07.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family fun in MA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rich and I had to head to up to MA for a long weekend so that we could see his cousin get married. Christian got to hang out with Nana and Papa for the day while we took off to Boston. Christian had a full day of swimming (even though the water was freezing according to Nana) and mowing the lawn with Papa on the ride-on lawn mower. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8n7QoqZI/AAAAAAAABvc/lWk2qWlw0uc/s1600/DSCN3064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8n7QoqZI/AAAAAAAABvc/lWk2qWlw0uc/s400/DSCN3064.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8s1GiRjI/AAAAAAAABvk/PtjbIzYE0CM/s1600/DSCN3065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8s1GiRjI/AAAAAAAABvk/PtjbIzYE0CM/s400/DSCN3065.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb-hXbw6uI/AAAAAAAABwc/lbHqi9D7Cio/s1600/DSCN3066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb-hXbw6uI/AAAAAAAABwc/lbHqi9D7Cio/s400/DSCN3066.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from before Mommy and Daddy took off, looking all dressed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8zcmCObI/AAAAAAAABv0/slFR6h6lc6o/s1600/DSCN3067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8zcmCObI/AAAAAAAABv0/slFR6h6lc6o/s400/DSCN3067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8320q4FI/AAAAAAAABv8/Gx_iV1dSLYQ/s1600/DSCN3069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8320q4FI/AAAAAAAABv8/Gx_iV1dSLYQ/s400/DSCN3069.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A nice picture of us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb87CIWA8I/AAAAAAAABwE/gUB3uBS5xIc/s1600/DSCN3093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb87CIWA8I/AAAAAAAABwE/gUB3uBS5xIc/s400/DSCN3093.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And what we really look like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb9_IwyBFI/AAAAAAAABwU/3HxTM3rnblM/s1600/DSCN3094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb9_IwyBFI/AAAAAAAABwU/3HxTM3rnblM/s400/DSCN3094.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-8741768362417802979?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8741768362417802979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8741768362417802979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8741768362417802979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8741768362417802979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-fun-in-ma.html' title='Family fun in MA!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb8n7QoqZI/AAAAAAAABvc/lWk2qWlw0uc/s72-c/DSCN3064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1888243085613622765</id><published>2010-06-09T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:27:23.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Exhibition.</title><content type='html'>So, Christian is finishing up his first soccer session! There are about two weeks left but the gym held an exhibition so that the parents could sit in the room and watch and take pictures and then the kids all got medals at the end. The event didn't go so smoothly for us. One of the last activities involved the kids all getting pinnies and being assigned to a three person team and playing an actual "game" with nets set up and Coach Mike was the goalie for both. They had never really done this before and Christian doesn't quite get that people aren't going to just GIVE him the ball. At some point he was in tears and refused to play anymore and it just got uglier from there :) He eventually calmed down and participated in the last activity and the medal ceremony. Ah well, he will get it eventually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pictures for the most part didn't come out so great but here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDE9RyRUI/AAAAAAAAByM/ua6LkmEUHTY/s1600/DSCN3035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDE9RyRUI/AAAAAAAAByM/ua6LkmEUHTY/s400/DSCN3035.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDHetDC_I/AAAAAAAAByU/elQ9hYpUKkQ/s1600/DSCN3036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDHetDC_I/AAAAAAAAByU/elQ9hYpUKkQ/s400/DSCN3036.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDJy5FWiI/AAAAAAAAByc/FlATpEriKZU/s1600/DSCN3041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDJy5FWiI/AAAAAAAAByc/FlATpEriKZU/s400/DSCN3041.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDSvaSfnI/AAAAAAAAByk/Ou1Miqiocak/s1600/DSCN3046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDSvaSfnI/AAAAAAAAByk/Ou1Miqiocak/s400/DSCN3046.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDVZv3J1I/AAAAAAAABys/UNh0xv99C5Q/s1600/DSCN3051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDVZv3J1I/AAAAAAAABys/UNh0xv99C5Q/s400/DSCN3051.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDb2TNE4I/AAAAAAAABy8/79ZZjeyJVJ8/s1600/DSCN3053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDb2TNE4I/AAAAAAAABy8/79ZZjeyJVJ8/s400/DSCN3053.jpg" width="400" /&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/585522470817458799-1888243085613622765?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1888243085613622765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1888243085613622765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1888243085613622765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1888243085613622765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/soccer-exhibition.html' title='Soccer Exhibition.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcDE9RyRUI/AAAAAAAAByM/ua6LkmEUHTY/s72-c/DSCN3035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8114572630650959848</id><published>2010-06-08T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:35:07.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFFYXXPNI/AAAAAAAABzE/g_0JP9H3T3s/s1600/anniversarypic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFFYXXPNI/AAAAAAAABzE/g_0JP9H3T3s/s400/anniversarypic.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was me and Rich's 7th wedding anniversary. It was a work day so we just went out for dinner that night. It was a very nice night except when Christian inhaled too much mashed potato and ended up yakking all over his dinner plate. I was able to salvage some chicken and veggies so he could eat something and Rich managed to flag someone down to whisk the nasty plate away. Christian just buckled down and finished his dinner like nothing ever happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFIXNwJ2I/AAAAAAAABzM/qay6M8BNFBI/s1600/DSCN3030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFIXNwJ2I/AAAAAAAABzM/qay6M8BNFBI/s400/DSCN3030.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFLuE5htI/AAAAAAAABzU/5M5dDRd_rtA/s1600/DSCN3031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFLuE5htI/AAAAAAAABzU/5M5dDRd_rtA/s400/DSCN3031.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFOJ6gT5I/AAAAAAAABzc/oCx2pwzve2k/s1600/DSCN3032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFOJ6gT5I/AAAAAAAABzc/oCx2pwzve2k/s400/DSCN3032.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFRYqk0uI/AAAAAAAABzk/cLWT2lBzUa4/s1600/DSCN3033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFRYqk0uI/AAAAAAAABzk/cLWT2lBzUa4/s400/DSCN3033.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-8114572630650959848?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8114572630650959848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8114572630650959848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8114572630650959848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8114572630650959848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/seven-years.html' title='Seven Years!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcFFYXXPNI/AAAAAAAABzE/g_0JP9H3T3s/s72-c/anniversarypic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6515100850700642246</id><published>2010-06-08T10:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:17:50.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing at the park with James, Emma and Landon.</title><content type='html'>We met up with our buddies James, Emma and Landon at a park down in NY. The kids all had fun playing in the sand the most I think. I didn't get many good pictures at this playdate but here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBOyaYlFI/AAAAAAAABxs/d7s1OMczkWk/s1600/DSCN3020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBOyaYlFI/AAAAAAAABxs/d7s1OMczkWk/s400/DSCN3020.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBRuappKI/AAAAAAAABx0/gEbPbR8enxo/s1600/DSCN3021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBRuappKI/AAAAAAAABx0/gEbPbR8enxo/s400/DSCN3021.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBUfMzGRI/AAAAAAAABx8/qdeEZEi29jc/s1600/DSCN3023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBUfMzGRI/AAAAAAAABx8/qdeEZEi29jc/s400/DSCN3023.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBXFIcQTI/AAAAAAAAByE/4qRaENVw-IE/s1600/DSCN3026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBXFIcQTI/AAAAAAAAByE/4qRaENVw-IE/s400/DSCN3026.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-6515100850700642246?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6515100850700642246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6515100850700642246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6515100850700642246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6515100850700642246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-at-park-with-james-emma-and.html' title='Playing at the park with James, Emma and Landon.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcBOyaYlFI/AAAAAAAABxs/d7s1OMczkWk/s72-c/DSCN3020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5270378048062910780</id><published>2010-06-06T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:13:11.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muscoot Farm Tractor Day.</title><content type='html'>At the farm that Christian loves going to so much, they were having a tractor day where everyone could come and see the farm equipment and sit on it. We met up with Taryn, Emma and Landon there after we had seen the animals. The kids had a great time playing on the tractors. And Christian got another peek at the baby chicks, which he refers to as "chicken nuggets" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_u2sFPtI/AAAAAAAABw8/Xj-L_tnQCB0/s1600/DSCN2959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_u2sFPtI/AAAAAAAABw8/Xj-L_tnQCB0/s400/DSCN2959.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_yBZ60SI/AAAAAAAABxE/tEvWXUo8CqM/s1600/DSCN2991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_yBZ60SI/AAAAAAAABxE/tEvWXUo8CqM/s400/DSCN2991.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_0yUKeoI/AAAAAAAABxM/7cAbDhrGGf4/s1600/DSCN3006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_0yUKeoI/AAAAAAAABxM/7cAbDhrGGf4/s400/DSCN3006.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_5XQhY8I/AAAAAAAABxU/-f8B7MgTrpk/s1600/DSCN3008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_5XQhY8I/AAAAAAAABxU/-f8B7MgTrpk/s400/DSCN3008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_9hGlGcI/AAAAAAAABxc/FCMdkrArw7U/s1600/DSCN3012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_9hGlGcI/AAAAAAAABxc/FCMdkrArw7U/s400/DSCN3012.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcAAikORaI/AAAAAAAABxk/6y4_hfVOpLY/s1600/DSCN3017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEcAAikORaI/AAAAAAAABxk/6y4_hfVOpLY/s400/DSCN3017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_fGcuK3I/AAAAAAAABwk/EPQDtPTGWmw/s1600/DSCN2936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_fGcuK3I/AAAAAAAABwk/EPQDtPTGWmw/s400/DSCN2936.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-5270378048062910780?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5270378048062910780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5270378048062910780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5270378048062910780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5270378048062910780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/muscoot-farm-tractor-day.html' title='Muscoot Farm Tractor Day.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TEb_u2sFPtI/AAAAAAAABw8/Xj-L_tnQCB0/s72-c/DSCN2959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6208984907875289917</id><published>2010-06-03T13:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:30:23.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss "M" at 25 weeks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAffilf7Z0I/AAAAAAAABo4/1u-oRT1mCpE/s1600/maddie25weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAffilf7Z0I/AAAAAAAABo4/1u-oRT1mCpE/s400/maddie25weeks.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Miss "M" and me at 25 weeks. Quite a bit of popping out there in the last 5 weeks. She moves around ALOT and lets me know if she is squished in there. Besides the general&amp;nbsp;discomfort and the occasional bouts of getting sick (still) I am enjoying this pregnancy a lot but CAN'T wait for September to get here so we can meet this little girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6208984907875289917?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6208984907875289917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6208984907875289917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6208984907875289917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6208984907875289917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-miss-m-at-25-weeks.html' title='Little Miss &quot;M&quot; at 25 weeks....'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAffilf7Z0I/AAAAAAAABo4/1u-oRT1mCpE/s72-c/maddie25weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1427844246145780370</id><published>2010-06-03T12:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:09:35.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting our Veggie Garden.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Memorial Day we finally got the time to plant our garden. Hopefully we will have lots of tomatoes, zucchini, yellow squash, cucumbers, beans and herbs. This is my first attempt as we have never had a yard to speak of before so keep your fingers crossed. I thought it would be a fun project for me and Christian for the summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfX1qlwCNI/AAAAAAAABnI/cuqq1iYBjUM/s1600/Picture+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfX1qlwCNI/AAAAAAAABnI/cuqq1iYBjUM/s400/Picture+046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfYE4BUeuI/AAAAAAAABnQ/x1KX5fVhgaA/s1600/Picture+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfYE4BUeuI/AAAAAAAABnQ/x1KX5fVhgaA/s400/Picture+047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfYoCQWgbI/AAAAAAAABnY/I48N9QEwlwk/s1600/Picture+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfYoCQWgbI/AAAAAAAABnY/I48N9QEwlwk/s400/Picture+048.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the ready with the hose....&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfY9pSUkxI/AAAAAAAABng/BH9CiPc8NV0/s400/Picture+049.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now we are making pregnant mommy run....not cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfZWWosPjI/AAAAAAAABno/_SxuACdOO9o/s1600/Picture+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfZWWosPjI/AAAAAAAABno/_SxuACdOO9o/s400/Picture+051.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfZfN_WXaI/AAAAAAAABnw/oRRe0K1XPFI/s1600/Picture+052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfZfN_WXaI/AAAAAAAABnw/oRRe0K1XPFI/s400/Picture+052.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfZ0x3YmQI/AAAAAAAABn4/NodKwET_2qQ/s320/Picture+055.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Posing after all the hard work is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbCzmzXeI/AAAAAAAABoA/kLfhRpyRpts/s1600/Picture+056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbCzmzXeI/AAAAAAAABoA/kLfhRpyRpts/s400/Picture+056.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbuEWGAZI/AAAAAAAABoQ/wI9O4_gwX3k/s1600/Picture+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbuEWGAZI/AAAAAAAABoQ/wI9O4_gwX3k/s400/Picture+062.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Blueberries in the side yard....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbdxGYrYI/AAAAAAAABoI/J4zoaqgymwU/s1600/Picture+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfbdxGYrYI/AAAAAAAABoI/J4zoaqgymwU/s400/Picture+059.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relaxing in the shade and talking with Daddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfcJhxC2II/AAAAAAAABoY/qoa2mnSzXts/s1600/Picture+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfcJhxC2II/AAAAAAAABoY/qoa2mnSzXts/s400/Picture+067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfccVDQRJI/AAAAAAAABog/3FEFWGdlrI8/s1600/Picture+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfccVDQRJI/AAAAAAAABog/3FEFWGdlrI8/s400/Picture+069.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfcu7L-PII/AAAAAAAABoo/WHBiIAIj8mM/s1600/Picture+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfcu7L-PII/AAAAAAAABoo/WHBiIAIj8mM/s400/Picture+070.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-1427844246145780370?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1427844246145780370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1427844246145780370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1427844246145780370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1427844246145780370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/planting-our-veggie-garden.html' title='Planting our Veggie Garden.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfX1qlwCNI/AAAAAAAABnI/cuqq1iYBjUM/s72-c/Picture+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8129903882212644678</id><published>2010-06-03T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:24:24.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Pictures from May...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfWuwKbj3I/AAAAAAAABnA/HMKk077KiOM/s400/Picture+035.jpg" width="400" /&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/585522470817458799-8129903882212644678?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8129903882212644678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8129903882212644678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8129903882212644678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8129903882212644678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/silly-pictures-from-may.html' title='Silly Pictures from May...'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAfVApmqN1I/AAAAAAAABmI/EHlGYkEoEE4/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5334300906532550298</id><published>2010-04-25T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:00:24.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Christian's First Sox Game!!!!!</title><content type='html'>For Christmas last year, Uncle Tom gave the whole family Red Sox Tickets...even Christian! We drove up for the weekend and stayed with Nana and Papa and headed up to Somerville to meet with Uncle Tom . We got to take the T in to the game (Christian doesn't get to do it much but it's always a highlight of the day to ride the T). We took some pictures outside of Fenway and then went in to find our seats and some lunch and wait for the rest of the gang to show up.Crazy Uncle Jay and Tammy flew in from Florida that morning and Nana and Papa picked them up from the airport and went straight to the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXl-Hb7II/AAAAAAAABlI/K4U4WiS_QO8/s1600/DSCN2799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXl-Hb7II/AAAAAAAABlI/K4U4WiS_QO8/s400/DSCN2799.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXozpG6SI/AAAAAAAABlQ/LaXAAAqOTJM/s1600/DSCN2801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXozpG6SI/AAAAAAAABlQ/LaXAAAqOTJM/s400/DSCN2801.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXsUu6OnI/AAAAAAAABlY/MMW1cj0tY9c/s1600/DSCN2810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXsUu6OnI/AAAAAAAABlY/MMW1cj0tY9c/s400/DSCN2810.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXvFR9IYI/AAAAAAAABlg/T917l-ZJb6I/s1600/DSCN2813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXvFR9IYI/AAAAAAAABlg/T917l-ZJb6I/s400/DSCN2813.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the day got a little dicey. We tried very hard to keep Christian happy but we missed out on a decent nap with all of the running around in the morning so by the time we got into Fenway, Christian was pretty much a mess. He picked at his lunch of chicken fingers and french fries but when Nana got there, he took a trip with her and Papa to get some food and came back with a pretzel. (which got dropped on the ground about halfway through),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX1P8yvZI/AAAAAAAABlw/mHxWN_syA9c/s1600/DSCN2829.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX1P8yvZI/AAAAAAAABlw/mHxWN_syA9c/s400/DSCN2829.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even saw Wally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXyN4RW-I/AAAAAAAABlo/xZ_vLXc_smY/s1600/DSCN2827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXyN4RW-I/AAAAAAAABlo/xZ_vLXc_smY/s400/DSCN2827.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christian started to get SUPER cranky but was eventually able to get comfy enough on Daddy's lap to actually fall asleep for a little while. By the 6th inning, he was awake and ANGRY and not even cotton candy cheered him up so we left the game. Neither Rich or I really remember watching the game and decided it will probably be a WHILE before Christian goes to any more games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX466ba-I/AAAAAAAABl4/8hkSsc2aMtM/s1600/DSCN2835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX466ba-I/AAAAAAAABl4/8hkSsc2aMtM/s400/DSCN2835.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX7qCUqOI/AAAAAAAABmA/5xHc1WwnB_E/s1600/DSCN2836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVX7qCUqOI/AAAAAAAABmA/5xHc1WwnB_E/s400/DSCN2836.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-5334300906532550298?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5334300906532550298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5334300906532550298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5334300906532550298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5334300906532550298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/christians-first-sox-game.html' title='Christian&apos;s First Sox Game!!!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVXl-Hb7II/AAAAAAAABlI/K4U4WiS_QO8/s72-c/DSCN2799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5308172093381448382</id><published>2010-04-22T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:53:48.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a GIRL!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>After weeks of insisting that he was having a sister, Christian discovered that he was right all along! I had my suspicions that he was right but didn't want to get too attached to the idea. Yesterday we went for our ultrasound and the tech asked if we wanted to know. She got a resounding yes. Then when she had made her way down from the baby's head with all of her measurements to where it REALLY mattered, she asked, Are you SURE you want to know? YES! "It's DEFINITELY a GIRL!" We are very VERY happy here in the Fournier household. A baby brother would have been fun for Christian once he got used to the idea but we are happy to get our one of each for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BTvilxs2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sjrGw2zWAOg/s1600/20weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BTvilxs2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sjrGw2zWAOg/s400/20weeks.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BT3eYhCFI/AAAAAAAABgE/PyB9F7lkvxo/s1600/face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BT3eYhCFI/AAAAAAAABgE/PyB9F7lkvxo/s400/face.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BT_Jb6kFI/AAAAAAAABgM/LawcRmQUIjU/s1600/nose_lips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BT_Jb6kFI/AAAAAAAABgM/LawcRmQUIjU/s400/nose_lips.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BUGifAJTI/AAAAAAAABgU/EdebuA9h2as/s1600/profile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BUGifAJTI/AAAAAAAABgU/EdebuA9h2as/s400/profile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BUTbipkPI/AAAAAAAABgc/nOh1_s-Qrc4/s1600/rtfist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BUTbipkPI/AAAAAAAABgc/nOh1_s-Qrc4/s400/rtfist.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Baby Girl, we can't wait to meet you! Love, Mommy, Daddy and Big Brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-5308172093381448382?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5308172093381448382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5308172093381448382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5308172093381448382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5308172093381448382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a GIRL!!!!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S9BTvilxs2I/AAAAAAAABf8/sjrGw2zWAOg/s72-c/20weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4315086723288892859</id><published>2010-04-15T14:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:45:41.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muscoot'/><title type='text'>Muscoot Farm Playdate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We met up with most of our usual playgroup friends at a nearby farm for lunch and then checking out the animals. Christian seemed super excited that another mom came with her three sons and for once, the boys FAR outnumbered the girls. All of the boys plus Emma were running around like nuts after lunch and then decided to pose on a picnic table for a photo op. We tried to get the whole gang in one shot but that proved to be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVSzR3D_3I/AAAAAAAABjg/aNUA2PZmjGk/s1600/DSCN2752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVSzR3D_3I/AAAAAAAABjg/aNUA2PZmjGk/s400/DSCN2752.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS2iOI_LI/AAAAAAAABjo/olBg2huhh-U/s1600/DSCN2753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS2iOI_LI/AAAAAAAABjo/olBg2huhh-U/s400/DSCN2753.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS54eCLtI/AAAAAAAABjw/w-y2J3359sE/s1600/DSCN2754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS54eCLtI/AAAAAAAABjw/w-y2J3359sE/s400/DSCN2754.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS-JtyimI/AAAAAAAABj4/4Ah6CTP90v4/s1600/DSCN2755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVS-JtyimI/AAAAAAAABj4/4Ah6CTP90v4/s400/DSCN2755.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, the kids were super excited to see all of the spring babies that had been born within the last few days and we took lots of pictures of them. We even got to see one baby goat getting fed with a bottle. Christian thought that was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTB7CnavI/AAAAAAAABkA/2zxw0DTwx8w/s1600/DSCN2756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTB7CnavI/AAAAAAAABkA/2zxw0DTwx8w/s400/DSCN2756.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTFwMf3_I/AAAAAAAABkI/niKv-3HGsTU/s1600/DSCN2758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTFwMf3_I/AAAAAAAABkI/niKv-3HGsTU/s400/DSCN2758.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTITEhboI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Uu5U-Ui0RhY/s1600/DSCN2759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTITEhboI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Uu5U-Ui0RhY/s400/DSCN2759.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTL7CrZ9I/AAAAAAAABkY/0jT2BwYb-80/s1600/DSCN2760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTL7CrZ9I/AAAAAAAABkY/0jT2BwYb-80/s400/DSCN2760.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTOWnbECI/AAAAAAAABkg/Wcuva8t-JwY/s1600/DSCN2763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTOWnbECI/AAAAAAAABkg/Wcuva8t-JwY/s400/DSCN2763.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTU5EXYJI/AAAAAAAABkw/ggacwfC6t6g/s1600/DSCN2765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTU5EXYJI/AAAAAAAABkw/ggacwfC6t6g/s400/DSCN2765.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing all of the animals, the kids that were still there all climbed on the tractor and took turns driving. This is always Christian's favorite part of the farm visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTXqFV_MI/AAAAAAAABk4/AnA8TUbVlwA/s1600/DSCN2770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVTXqFV_MI/AAAAAAAABk4/AnA8TUbVlwA/s400/DSCN2770.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-4315086723288892859?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4315086723288892859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4315086723288892859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4315086723288892859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4315086723288892859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/muscoot-farm-playdate.html' title='Muscoot Farm Playdate.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVSzR3D_3I/AAAAAAAABjg/aNUA2PZmjGk/s72-c/DSCN2752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4833008078358424080</id><published>2010-04-04T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:32:28.081-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter in Massachusetts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For Easter weekend, we spent Saturday and Sunday up in Massachusetts. On Saturday, we saw Nana and Grampy in Lexington and had a mini chocolate egg hunt in the house. Christian found all 20 eggs that Grampy hid plus he got a GINORMOUS basket from the Easter bunny which Mom and Dad had NO part in helping to polish off. (Actually, Mom really didn't help because chocolate didn't really appeal to her at all with being pregnant and all...so who did eat it all????)&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;On Sunday morning, Christian very patiently waited until a respectable hour to finally wake Daddy up to go look for eggs in the backyard and his basket. The bunny was very sneaky and left one basket from Nana and Papa behind a chair and ANOTHER basket in the coat closet from Mom and Dad plus about 20 big eggs in the back yard. And he left them in some tricky places too. What isn't pictured here is the awesome T-Rex puppet that has been named Dino (not pronounced like Dino from the Flintstones..pronounced like the first two syllables in Dinosaur). Mom and Dad were slightly concerned that Dino would become the new favorite and trump GoGo Monkey but it truly looks like GoGo is&lt;span class="spell" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;irreplaceable .&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 he is off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOETKxXQI/AAAAAAAABiA/rRmJ1lmoYbk/s1600/DSCN2715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOETKxXQI/AAAAAAAABiA/rRmJ1lmoYbk/s400/DSCN2715.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOJJpikII/AAAAAAAABiI/FD4bpdrrJBg/s1600/DSCN2716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOJJpikII/AAAAAAAABiI/FD4bpdrrJBg/s400/DSCN2716.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOMQ7mLgI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Ue3j2sAE5u0/s1600/DSCN2718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOMQ7mLgI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Ue3j2sAE5u0/s400/DSCN2718.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOQJj2GUI/AAAAAAAABiY/juji0OlEUYc/s1600/DSCN2719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOQJj2GUI/AAAAAAAABiY/juji0OlEUYc/s400/DSCN2719.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOUTgNIiI/AAAAAAAABig/_ZBVuKDIT4Q/s1600/DSCN2720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOUTgNIiI/AAAAAAAABig/_ZBVuKDIT4Q/s400/DSCN2720.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOaCKpJKI/AAAAAAAABio/-l7wczZWS-E/s1600/DSCN2721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOaCKpJKI/AAAAAAAABio/-l7wczZWS-E/s400/DSCN2721.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tricky bunny...hiding a yellow egg in a yellow bush.&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOebVFoHI/AAAAAAAABiw/Z3v3JCXI6oY/s400/DSCN2722.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smiling with his haul.&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOiUtzlsI/AAAAAAAABi4/GHLHXFH_o-M/s400/DSCN2725.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture that Christian took him self of his booty from the hunt.&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOk1xzkSI/AAAAAAAABjA/uOsgpfu75qY/s400/DSCN2728.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The baskets, minus Dino.&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOn6zdJJI/AAAAAAAABjI/lYYAr3CtUZc/s400/DSCN2732.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4833008078358424080?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4833008078358424080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4833008078358424080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4833008078358424080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4833008078358424080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/easter-in-massachusetts.html' title='Easter in Massachusetts.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVOETKxXQI/AAAAAAAABiA/rRmJ1lmoYbk/s72-c/DSCN2715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6759582984473830643</id><published>2010-04-01T13:57:00.034-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:13:41.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt Playdate.</title><content type='html'>So I have been slacking so I have some catching up to do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Thursday or so, Christian has a playgroup with some friends in New York. For our playdate right before Easter, we decided to have an egg hunt for the kids. Up until now, Christian has never done an outdoor hunt. Back in MA, we would just have eggs hidden around our house in the morning. When it came time to look for eggs in Emma and Landon's yard, it took him a couple minutes but he got the hang of it. At first he would follow the other kids around and look where they had already gotten all of the eggs and come up empty. Then he figured out to try some new places and came home with a&amp;nbsp; pretty decent amount of booty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLdTeiz6I/AAAAAAAABhA/oCGmy3xVFDg/s1600/DSCN2701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLdTeiz6I/AAAAAAAABhA/oCGmy3xVFDg/s400/DSCN2701.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLhldNBSI/AAAAAAAABhI/v5Vv56YSdnI/s1600/DSCN2703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLhldNBSI/AAAAAAAABhI/v5Vv56YSdnI/s400/DSCN2703.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLlK_B-EI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0Nz-Ts0KQbM/s1600/DSCN2704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLlK_B-EI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0Nz-Ts0KQbM/s400/DSCN2704.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLtdXhw-I/AAAAAAAABhY/RJ_VnIJJliM/s1600/DSCN2705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLtdXhw-I/AAAAAAAABhY/RJ_VnIJJliM/s400/DSCN2705.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVL7dA1IyI/AAAAAAAABhg/N8EosQqZ51Y/s1600/DSCN2707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVL7dA1IyI/AAAAAAAABhg/N8EosQqZ51Y/s400/DSCN2707.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christian and Taryn playing with bubbles.I don't THINK he poked her in the eye, but we never know with these two.&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVL_hQzinI/AAAAAAAABho/uhJTuE7K1iM/s400/DSCN2708.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVMIArbzbI/AAAAAAAABh4/ABzhE8A5-CU/s1600/DSCN2711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVMIArbzbI/AAAAAAAABh4/ABzhE8A5-CU/s400/DSCN2711.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hunt and the massive sugar rush kicked in, the kids had a dance party. Christian is busting out the funky chicken or something in the background there. This is the ONLY place where Christian will dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6759582984473830643?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6759582984473830643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6759582984473830643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6759582984473830643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6759582984473830643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-egg-hunt-playdate.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt Playdate.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/TAVLdTeiz6I/AAAAAAAABhA/oCGmy3xVFDg/s72-c/DSCN2701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1910896571822151761</id><published>2010-03-31T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:46:52.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Eggs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PCD8YBstI/AAAAAAAABfo/1wHwQUnn9hU/s1600/DSCN2700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PCD8YBstI/AAAAAAAABfo/1wHwQUnn9hU/s400/DSCN2700.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For a rainy day project, I picked up some eggs and dye to make our own Easter Eggs. We have had plenty of rain lately so yesterday we boiled our eggs and got to it. Christian had a lot of fun putting the eggs in and making up different color combos. They actually came out pretty awesome! AND we didn't get dye everywhere. Even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBHYbPftI/AAAAAAAABeg/HgyxhspESSU/s1600/DSCN2690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBHYbPftI/AAAAAAAABeg/HgyxhspESSU/s400/DSCN2690.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBvwIQ_0I/AAAAAAAABe4/Zpn_Lzducwo/s1600/DSCN2693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBvwIQ_0I/AAAAAAAABe4/Zpn_Lzducwo/s400/DSCN2693.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBZZ52R9I/AAAAAAAABew/0oQVGiJVhKI/s1600/DSCN2692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PBZZ52R9I/AAAAAAAABew/0oQVGiJVhKI/s400/DSCN2692.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PB6RjySMI/AAAAAAAABfQ/vvAvETQDVoQ/s1600/DSCN2697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PB6RjySMI/AAAAAAAABfQ/vvAvETQDVoQ/s400/DSCN2697.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PB967PBWI/AAAAAAAABfY/dx0YWtbTUqY/s1600/DSCN2698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PB967PBWI/AAAAAAAABfY/dx0YWtbTUqY/s400/DSCN2698.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PCA6O2F7I/AAAAAAAABfg/MnsaY981U0w/s1600/DSCN2699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PCA6O2F7I/AAAAAAAABfg/MnsaY981U0w/s400/DSCN2699.jpg" width="267" /&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/585522470817458799-1910896571822151761?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1910896571822151761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1910896571822151761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1910896571822151761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1910896571822151761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-eggs.html' title='Easter Eggs.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7PCD8YBstI/AAAAAAAABfo/1wHwQUnn9hU/s72-c/DSCN2700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6352103048287385284</id><published>2010-03-31T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:36:35.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Soccer.</title><content type='html'>Christian has really enjoyed watching Daddy play soccer over the last few months; so much so that we signed him up for a soccer skills class to get him started. Our biggest obstacle is to teach him not to touch the ball with his hands. He'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_z20vw3I/AAAAAAAABeY/hvjr0T3NI88/s1600/DSCN2674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_z20vw3I/AAAAAAAABeY/hvjr0T3NI88/s320/DSCN2674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was his first class. He seemed to really enjoy himself until the end. The class is at a gymnastics center so they utilize some of the gym equipment for his soccer class. One of them is the foam pit with the trampoline runway. Everyone had to dribble the ball down and them jump in the pit. Christian came to a complete standstill and refused to jump in. When I asked him about it after class, he said he didn't want to jump into the FIRE pit. "buddy! there's no FIRE! It's just soft!" "I don't want to go in the fire pit mommy." Today was his second class and he did much better handling the ball without stopping it with his hands and even jumped into the fire pit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_s9ukR9I/AAAAAAAABeA/Xl9E-W8Vl7s/s1600/DSCN2669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_s9ukR9I/AAAAAAAABeA/Xl9E-W8Vl7s/s400/DSCN2669.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I tried to take pictures but the parents sit out in the lobby behind windows so they came out blurry...but you can get the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_vRsssoI/AAAAAAAABeI/ucuNukV7jgU/s1600/DSCN2672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_vRsssoI/AAAAAAAABeI/ucuNukV7jgU/s400/DSCN2672.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_xgmfB-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/qwTgl0xjpp0/s1600/DSCN2673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_xgmfB-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/qwTgl0xjpp0/s400/DSCN2673.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One thing that I discovered today when getting Christian ready for class is that he HAD to wear his yellow soccer shirt. It probably has to do with the fact that Rich's goalie shirt is yellow and he wears it for every game. Just like Daddy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6352103048287385284?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6352103048287385284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6352103048287385284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6352103048287385284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6352103048287385284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/soccer.html' title='Soccer.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S7O_z20vw3I/AAAAAAAABeY/hvjr0T3NI88/s72-c/DSCN2674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-7976979485082026960</id><published>2010-03-24T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:39:01.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot at the park.</title><content type='html'>Rich and I are constantly trying to get nice photos of Christian. As soon as the camera comes out he starts grimacing or running away. It was such a nice day out last week that I brought the camera hoping to get at least a couple good pictures. Bribery was involved to get the smiles and there are a bunch of pics of him hiding in the tunnel to get away from me and peering through the peekhole. Here are some of the good ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTiagY8uI/AAAAAAAABcE/wVV-qH5y9e4/s1600/DSCN2624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTiagY8uI/AAAAAAAABcE/wVV-qH5y9e4/s400/DSCN2624.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTqpd7YmI/AAAAAAAABcc/u7xSIe_rPzY/s1600/DSCN2631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTqpd7YmI/AAAAAAAABcc/u7xSIe_rPzY/s400/DSCN2631.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTk0gjdkI/AAAAAAAABcM/6dvPyGjbyiM/s1600/DSCN2626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S6oTk0gjdkI/AAAAAAAABcM/6dvPyGjbyiM/s400/DSCN2626.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Because of all the rain and the tree damage around here, there were some power outages all over but more importantly at Rich's office. We got a mini-vacation with beautiful weather. On Tuesday nights, Rich always has soccer so we stuck around the house for the most part but we got out for lunch at the Irish Pub down the street. Apparently that is the day to go for St. Patty's day if you don't want to be there for the crazy festivities. Pretty much everyone in there was wearing their green; there was a big table of ladies and gents from a senior center or something wearing green beads and shamrocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday we took Christian to Dinosaur State Park in&amp;nbsp; Rocky Hill CT.&amp;nbsp; We packed a picnic and ate when we got there. The museum was very cool! The park was created because they discovered this HUGE piece of ledge with HUNDREDS of dinosaur tracks on them. There were lots of things to check out about how the rocks create fossils and tracks and there was one skeleton replica and a full scale model of the kind of dinosaur that was most predominant in the area, the Eubrontes. Christian got a little freaked out in the room with the big dinosaur; there was a recording playing with the sound of an approaching dinosaurs footsteps and roaring. He was ready to get out of there after a few minutes. We took a nice walk afterward on their nature trails. We saw ducks, frogs and even a snake. I took off running while Rich and Christian took pictures. We also hit the gift shop and the boys got t-shirts and Christian got very cool models of a T-rex and a Triceratops. Rich figured we had to get the Triceratops so that the T-Rex had something to eat. So far that forward thinking has paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our picnic and the museum. The first few were from a silly photoshoot. Christian looked like he was miserable at an Olan Mills shoot; so Rich and I had some fun. 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They had the pass for Steppingstones Childrens Museum available so I grabbed it. Then on Saturday morning, when I was looking up the address for the GPS, i saw that it was their 10th Anniversary so admission was free! So this means it was a somewhat wasted effort in getting the pass AND it would be crazy busy. Well, we got there and it was crazy busy but Christian had a lot of fun in the Waterscapes room; we could barely get him out of there. It was good we had two shirts on&amp;nbsp; him; he got his longsleeves SOAKED and his jeans were wet from the bottom of the smock down to his feet.&amp;nbsp; The last few pics show him at the steam table. Someone had brought a plastic ear of corn in from another room and he placed it in the center of the table so that he could steam cook it. He would get visibly aggravated when other kids would move the corn. It is still all about cooking with Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5451462512651964561%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" height="267" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4500591594707214580?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4500591594707214580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4500591594707214580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4500591594707214580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4500591594707214580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/steppingstones.html' title='Steppingstones.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3561435512070638885</id><published>2010-03-08T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:17:50.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian the Photog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UUi7zkzhI/AAAAAAAABUU/6ylyrZJAClw/s1600-h/Picture+174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UUi7zkzhI/AAAAAAAABUU/6ylyrZJAClw/s320/Picture+174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Saturday after breakfast,&amp;nbsp; Christian said "I want to go to the Bronx Zoo". We thought it was a good idea and decided to do it on Sunday so we could get an earlier start. On Sunday morning, Christian told us that he wanted to take his own pictures at the zoo. So, armed with our old digital camera for Christian plus our own, we headed out. Christian took some great pictures; he was very serious about it. At one point, we were watching the gorillas and we ended up being seperated from him as he was up at the front and a crowd of people wanted to get close too. He kept right on going and shooting a few more pics before we pulled him away. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5VLtsE6B7I/AAAAAAAABWs/HFjlR2jRSMI/s1600-h/P3070062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5VLtsE6B7I/AAAAAAAABWs/HFjlR2jRSMI/s400/P3070062.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5VLwjvrHeI/AAAAAAAABW0/ZIyy0-68qc8/s1600-h/P3070064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5VLwjvrHeI/AAAAAAAABW0/ZIyy0-68qc8/s400/P3070064.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-3561435512070638885?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3561435512070638885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3561435512070638885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3561435512070638885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3561435512070638885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/christian-photog.html' title='Christian the Photog.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UUi7zkzhI/AAAAAAAABUU/6ylyrZJAClw/s72-c/Picture+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4065427191788820606</id><published>2010-03-08T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:35:27.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowman'/><title type='text'>Christian's first snowman!</title><content type='html'>So we FINALLY got barely enough snow for Rich and Christian to build a snowman. I guess we are lucky to have not gotten a boatload of snow like some of our friends but our three year old has been seriously disappointed. The two guys went out and armed with shovels, moved enough snow around to make a snowman that christian still calls "too small".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKukLwcVI/AAAAAAAABUM/sFbZUVl3zR0/s1600-h/P2260016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKukLwcVI/AAAAAAAABUM/sFbZUVl3zR0/s320/P2260016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKjuduCCI/AAAAAAAABT8/fD_4KXOdv6c/s1600-h/P2260007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKjuduCCI/AAAAAAAABT8/fD_4KXOdv6c/s320/P2260007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKp6yN3gI/AAAAAAAABUE/Y3miBuJsk7s/s1600-h/P2260010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKp6yN3gI/AAAAAAAABUE/Y3miBuJsk7s/s320/P2260010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4065427191788820606?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4065427191788820606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4065427191788820606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4065427191788820606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4065427191788820606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/christians-first-snowman.html' title='Christian&apos;s first snowman!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S5UKukLwcVI/AAAAAAAABUM/sFbZUVl3zR0/s72-c/P2260016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6938057810737159435</id><published>2010-02-19T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:49:04.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S38VTxvFebI/AAAAAAAABSk/r2KYOcPYlPg/s1600-h/leftyat10.5weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S38VTxvFebI/AAAAAAAABSk/r2KYOcPYlPg/s320/leftyat10.5weeks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can FINALLY say that after some time and some heartbreak mixed in there, we are having another baby! Christian is SUPER excited about being a big brother. He not so secretly hopes it will be a dinosaur. My OB pointed out that an egg would probably be easier to deliver than a baby. Our original due date was September 9 but has since moved up to the 5th on paper. We are already measuring a tad big. Lord help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6938057810737159435?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6938057810737159435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6938057810737159435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6938057810737159435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6938057810737159435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-news.html' title='Big News!!!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/S38VTxvFebI/AAAAAAAABSk/r2KYOcPYlPg/s72-c/leftyat10.5weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4864316825005514371</id><published>2009-11-02T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:46:06.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>We had to go to MA to finally close on our house on Friday so we decided to make a weekend of it and trick or treat in Rich's old neighborhood. We got to hang out with Nana, Grampy and Angus and got even more CANDY! We had a great time and here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5399587959899516385%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4864316825005514371?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4864316825005514371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4864316825005514371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4864316825005514371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4864316825005514371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-7335319169521448182</id><published>2009-11-02T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:42:37.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Sky Trick or Treat!</title><content type='html'>Christian decided he needed to be a green dinosaur this year and thankfully my very talented mother asked to make a costume for him. It came out AWESOME. Rich has asked to have an adult version of whatever christian is next year. So Nana and Papa came down the day before Blue Sky Trick or Treat night so that Christian could try on his costume. There were some minor adjustments but overall he was PSYCHED! The next night we met up with Daddy and some of our friends and got a TON of candy. At first we had to warm up by getting some jellybeans at the machine to shake off the nerves and then Christian got into character. There was no "trick or treat"...all he did was roar at everyone. Scared the crap out of our friend Charlie Brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5399587737830107633%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian got a ton of loot and had made sure that we put his candy in a safe place where we can't take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-7335319169521448182?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7335319169521448182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=7335319169521448182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7335319169521448182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7335319169521448182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/blue-sky-trick-or-treat.html' title='Blue Sky Trick or Treat!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5101769752109066831</id><published>2009-11-02T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:01:00.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Picking with Tee Tee!</title><content type='html'>Yea, it's been a long time. I am getting my act together. There may be some backtracking so be forewarned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went apple picking at BlueJay Orchards in Bethel with Tee Tee Cyndi in early October. Tee Tee happened to grow up in Brookfield so she jumped at the chance to take Christian to the orchard that she grew up picking at. We had a blast. We got a freshly popped bag of Kettle Corn to keep us nourished along the way and hit the ground running with the apples. We started and ended our trip in the Mutsu apples area. These have been nicknamed the "Crack Apples". These things were bigger than Christian's face. I had one as a kid at a family members backyard orchard and have always loved them and remembered just how big they got. Rich and Cyndi were in disbelief. We got maybe 5 of them and filled a third of the bag... rich asked if we could get other kinds before we tapped out on the big ones...so we made our way around with frequent popcorn breaks and made it out of there with TONS Of apples. Lots of baking going on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out some of our pics. There would have been more but our camera died..BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5399584568990281569%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-5101769752109066831?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5101769752109066831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5101769752109066831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5101769752109066831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5101769752109066831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/apple-picking-with-tee-tee.html' title='Apple Picking with Tee Tee!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3959363711910812090</id><published>2009-07-15T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:26:28.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danbury'/><title type='text'>and we are back....</title><content type='html'>So, since I dropped off the face of the earth last december we have had a lot going on. Rich got hired full time at Blue Sky Studios in Greenwich CT so we have put our house on the market and have rented a house in Danbury CT for the meantime. Pictures to follow on that one but its a great old house with 3/4 of an acre of lawn for christian to go run around in...we love it. Still unpacking and working out the kinks but I think we will be happy here. I am currently unemployed AGAIN but hope to freelance from home to help out but now i really get to just be around the house to be with christian.  So its all good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-3959363711910812090?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3959363711910812090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3959363711910812090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3959363711910812090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3959363711910812090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-we-are-back.html' title='and we are back....'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4050514544479007552</id><published>2009-02-11T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:31:58.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is cramping my style.</title><content type='html'>No, I haven't forgotten how to blog..I just don't have time! Christian and I started back to our work/daycare schedule on December 1st when I started my new job. Things are going well but hectic. Rich is still working in New York until the end of March now. After its all said and done, he will have been away 9 months. yeesh. Almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do plan to get some new pics and such up here; my computer currently refuses to communicate with our camera so this makes it impossible to put pics up. Hopefully we will remedy that shortly. (stimulus refund = new laptop? unlikely but one can dream :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4050514544479007552?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4050514544479007552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4050514544479007552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4050514544479007552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4050514544479007552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-is-cramping-my-style.html' title='Work is cramping my style.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3223139333671956919</id><published>2008-11-12T09:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:03:54.659-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tony stark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dude challenge'/><title type='text'>Dude Challenge...Week Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SRrwKGhdPSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CJHW1tBh_9g/s1600-h/week3_rich_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SRrwKGhdPSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CJHW1tBh_9g/s320/week3_rich_web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267786770503515426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is...not Robert Downey Jr./Tony Stark yet...but getting there :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-3223139333671956919?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3223139333671956919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3223139333671956919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3223139333671956919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3223139333671956919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/richs-dude-challenge-photo.html' title='Dude Challenge...Week Three'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SRrwKGhdPSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/CJHW1tBh_9g/s72-c/week3_rich_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5309008127484071371</id><published>2008-11-10T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:50:28.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><title type='text'>The Ballad of Monkey and his Arm.</title><content type='html'>On Friday, Christian and I were in the car and doing our usual babbling back and forth about the things he wants to talk about. At some point I heard him talking to Monkey and then he said "Monkey..Arm...BAD!". I look in the rear view mirror and see Christian holding Monkey's arm but I can't see the rest of him. Silly me, that's because the REST of him is still lying on the back seat DETACHED from his arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian seemed to handle the catastrophe pretty well. He kept talking about it but never got upset.I think I felt worse for Monkey. I mean, losing a limb has got to mean the beginning of the end for a stuffed animal. We had dinner at Nana and Papa's that night and Christian kept making sure that Monkey HAD his arm with him at all times. That night, Monkey slept with Christian but his arm stayed on the bureau. The next morning, after we showed Daddy what happened, I reattached the arm. Christian stood by my side as I sewed the arm back in place. Thankfully not a lot of stuffing was lost; we had Build-a-Bear's number handy just in case we needed a transplant. The sweet part of the "surgery" was that Christian stood there with his hand on Monkey the whole time, petting him and saying "Lax". (I think he must have learned it from when he is crying after/during a tantrum and I keep telling him to "relax".)&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I will get pictures up of Monkey and his wounds...Rich has the camera!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-5309008127484071371?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5309008127484071371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5309008127484071371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5309008127484071371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5309008127484071371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/ballad-of-monkey-and-his-arm.html' title='The Ballad of Monkey and his Arm.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6556684676915088017</id><published>2008-11-10T11:06:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:23:04.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dude challenge'/><title type='text'>My Hairy Husband.</title><content type='html'>Rich's beard is coming in nicely. It's like kissing a porcupine at this point but he looks manly anyway. :) He is looking forward to shaving it soon but he still has another couple of weeks to go. Check it out if you want....the last couple of weeks photos are up and week three should be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://dudechallenge.blogspot.com/ "&gt;The Dude Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6556684676915088017?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6556684676915088017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6556684676915088017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6556684676915088017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6556684676915088017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hairy-husband.html' title='My Hairy Husband.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2205037342262917168</id><published>2008-11-02T11:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:34:24.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronx Zoo'/><title type='text'>Bronx Zoo.</title><content type='html'>We finally made it to the Bronx Zoo yesterday. It's been on the list for a while since this NY adventure started. After Rich put some hours in at work in the AM and we all took a much needed nap, we headed out. We  got there at 215 and they had to kick us out at 530...time flies when you are looking at monkeys! I think our favorites were the Congo and the Madagascar exhibits. And the Monkey House topped off the day. So Monkeys of all sizes...although I think the thing that left the most lasting impression on Christian were the peacocks. He knows what they are from the WW1 park that we go to at home; there is a small zoo that we visit a few times a week. When we got to the zoo yesterday, we stopped to eat a late lunch before we went trekking. While we were eating we saw three free-range peacocks :)running around the tables. Well, they were running because packs of wild children were chasing them. This is were christian invented the "Peacock Dance"...just a lot of head bopping and saying "peacock...dance...." over and over. Then we saw peacocks pretty much everywhere we went. And he is still talking about the peacocks this AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big thing yesterday was that Christian started asserting his independence. He DID NOT want to sit in his stroller. He did not want to be held while in large crowds. While we were in the Congo exhibit we got to this large indoor room where you could look out this huge glass wall and you were pretty much in the middle of the gorilla habitat. A movie had just let out so there were TONS of people crowding right in front of the windows and that was RIGHT where Christian wanted to be. At one point I gave up and said fine..go where you want. He was over by one spot where there was a gorilla right next to the window and a bunch of adults pressed up against the window. I said "Excuse me, can I let my (three foot) son in so he can see(for god's sake)please?" A woman shot a look over her shoulder at him and said "Sure". At which point she shifted over for me to nudge him through and then she stepped in back of him again so she was in BETWEEN me and Christian. In my head, I am imagining ripping her arms off and clubbing her to death with them like a gorilla would be when separated from her baby...I mean; had she been paying attention AT ALL while she was in the gorilla movie????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment passed and everyone lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5264077447924299505%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-2205037342262917168?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2205037342262917168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2205037342262917168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2205037342262917168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2205037342262917168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/bronx-zoo.html' title='Bronx Zoo.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6571826563159691446</id><published>2008-10-28T22:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:03:31.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>This is the first year that Halloween has really been anything for Christian. In '06 he was a three month old Peapod...and he outgrew the costume before Halloween and was busting out of the thing at the kids party at Rich's old job. Last year he was SUPPOSED to be a lion but got the croup instead. This year is really the first year that he was conscious of the fact that something was up anyway. The Franklin Police go crazy with the Halloween decor every year so I have been pointing it out to him and now when we drive by, Christian says "hallWEEN".  A few weeks ago I took him out to pick his costume. He had the choice between a bat, a dragon or a Monkey. Anyone who knows Christian will know what he chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Sky had a kids party with trick-or-treating and everything. Nice and small, indoors, warm..perfect. Lets go. One thing I am amazed about is how a kid who has never been trick or treating or had candy before for that matter, can catch on so QUICKLY to the point of Halloween. At first he was skittish..not sure of all of these strange people. After a few offices and with some prodding, he would eek out a "trick or treeet" and grab a piece of candy and stash it in his little bucket. Then we had to remind him "just ONE". Well, he listened and would grab just one, put it away and then grab one more...so "ONE at a TIME" must be what we really meant. He got more and more comfortable, would say trick or treat, take a piece or two or three, and say thank you as he walked away...then he would look to make sure we were coming and say "More CANneeNEE".  If he could only take one, then he needed to hustle to the next one I guess! The bucket was small and filled up quickly; which originally I thought was  great idea. We ended up having to empty the thing out twice into my backpack so he could keep trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think christian had a great time and now Mama and Dada have a lot of candy to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of the Dude in his costume. The last pic is of him in a shirt that I finally broke out. It's from his Uncle Tom; Halloween seemed an appropriate time to wear it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5262389339188068913%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6571826563159691446?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6571826563159691446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6571826563159691446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6571826563159691446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6571826563159691446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2309434420817407060</id><published>2008-10-17T11:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:37:44.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tony stark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moustache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facial hair challenge'/><title type='text'>Facial Hair Challenge.</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week, Rich informed me that he was going to participate in a work thing. A Facial Hair Challenge. Various "styles" were going to be thrown into a bowl and all participants are stuck with whatever they randomly pick. UNTIL THANKSGIVING. Now, I love Rich with facial hair. For whatever reason, it fits him. I like him without it too. But I HATE moustaches. I don't know why...I kind of equate them to perverts and pedophiles. And I had an uncle that had a moustache when I was growing up and I vividly remember kissing him good-bye (when I was like, 5)and it was like having a toothbrush smooshed up my nose. So yeah, hate 'em. Dreading the idea of my husband with just a moustache for the next month and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the call about a half hour ago. Rich pulled the "Tony Stark". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SPiy6W9E3QI/AAAAAAAAArg/U6mncafNfQo/s1600-h/iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SPiy6W9E3QI/AAAAAAAAArg/U6mncafNfQo/s320/iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258149280618962178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW! (never hurts to have a little RDJr. in your life! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-2309434420817407060?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2309434420817407060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2309434420817407060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2309434420817407060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2309434420817407060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/facial-hair-challenge.html' title='Facial Hair Challenge.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SPiy6W9E3QI/AAAAAAAAArg/U6mncafNfQo/s72-c/iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6527349670842671294</id><published>2008-09-22T10:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:25:57.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple picking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatami&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Apple Picking.</title><content type='html'>We went to the Berlin Orchards to pick apples this year with our friends the Hatami's. We had to take a hay ride to the orchards (lots of fun...the whole time we were picking, Christian kept asking to get back on the truck.) Picking went a lot faster than in years past..the apples were HUGE! And it was way too hot. It was probably 80 out...(at least it felt like it)...I got a sunburn of course. The hayride back was very welcome..nice cool breeze. I think we ALL said AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, lots of fun and lots of apples. A LOT of apples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go bake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5248846569814512545%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6527349670842671294?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6527349670842671294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6527349670842671294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6527349670842671294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6527349670842671294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple-picking.html' title='Apple Picking.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1097638157217444555</id><published>2008-09-15T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:09:25.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tubes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantrums'/><title type='text'>did you say terrible twos?</title><content type='html'>APPARENTLY there is a handbook on how to act like a Two-year-old and Christian read it cover to cover before I could. This kid can throw an tantrum like nobody's business. One weekend we were home and I think Rich dared to mention sitting down to eat dinner to Christian. He LOST it. Started yelling and running around the house(in his diaper and a t-shirt I believe). Eventually, because we kept trying to talk to him and calm him down, he escaped to our screen porch; still yelling and crying. The yelling and crying quickly escalated to a screaming of NO NO NOOOOO  our into our backyard. I peeked out to see that he was standing in the corner behind a chair looking into the yard and just yelling. At nothing. OK then. Rich and I just looked at each other and shrugged. No playbook on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he threw another nutty because he thought I was leaving the house. He was down on all fours SCREAMING and whacking himself in the head. Again...WHOA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we went to the ENT to check in on Christian's tubes. He has never liked this visit because it involves laying very still and two year old pretty much don't do that so he has to be held down. In my opinion, I don't blame him for being upset. In preparation for this, I told him he could bring Monkey, hoping that would be good for consoling him and possibly avoiding a spectacle. Boy was I wrong. As soon as the chair started moving to get it to the height necessary he started squirming. THen I had to basically lay on him to hold his body down while the nurse (who luckily is a very large woman with HUGE hands) held his head down. (again... I don't blame him for being upset) Que waterworks, bloodcurdling screaming and body flailing. In the middle of the exam (total time..2 minutes) the nurse says...oh yeah...I remember him now. I said "oh yeah? He's never screamed this loud before!" As she walked out, she said "Good thing I work for an ear doctor!" Dr. Wilson was happy to report that Christian's ears look great...his vocal cords are in tip-top shape as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-1097638157217444555?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1097638157217444555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1097638157217444555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1097638157217444555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1097638157217444555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-you-say-terrible-twos.html' title='did you say terrible twos?'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4503833302292746398</id><published>2008-09-15T22:42:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:56:15.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no pants'/><title type='text'>the new no pants rule.</title><content type='html'>Christian doesn't like to wear shoes. So he takes them off everywhere we go. I had to convince him to keep them on at the doctor's office this afternoon. My threat was that they would glue them to his feet if he didn't. And recently we decided we don't like to wear pants either. Many days we come home and I find him pulling them off as soon as the door slams shut. Occasionally we decide shirts are optional as well, but those aren't as easy to take off on our own. Crazy things like two arms in one sleeve happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fKY7On2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/P0z8iLCQ3AM/s1600-h/twoarmsonesleeve2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fKY7On2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/P0z8iLCQ3AM/s320/twoarmsonesleeve2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246446354259943266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8eEqc6j6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gXSyl2jVpPA/s1600-h/playingwithdad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8eEqc6j6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gXSyl2jVpPA/s320/playingwithdad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246445156373794722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also want to be just like daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fiNkH2VI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lp3-fAQGbtk/s1600-h/justlikedad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fiNkH2VI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lp3-fAQGbtk/s320/justlikedad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246446763527100754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I don't have both of my boys hanging around the living room in just diapers :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fu604XdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/nMw5i94Qc60/s1600-h/justlikedad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fu604XdI/AAAAAAAAAlA/nMw5i94Qc60/s320/justlikedad2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246446981835414994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4503833302292746398?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4503833302292746398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4503833302292746398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4503833302292746398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4503833302292746398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-no-pants-rule.html' title='the new no pants rule.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SM8fKY7On2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/P0z8iLCQ3AM/s72-c/twoarmsonesleeve2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1415563521408799862</id><published>2008-09-15T21:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:12:18.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petting zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thirty'/><title type='text'>Dirty Thirty.</title><content type='html'>Today was my birthday. EEK! That snuck up on me. Isn't thirty older than this? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great weekend thanks to my wonderful husband. Apparently he had a surprise party in the works for me for quite a while and pulled it off. My parents let him use their house and all of our closest friends and our family was there to help sing Happy Birthday and laugh while I tried to blow out thirty trick candles over and over. And over. (Thanks a lot, Mom!)  Rich was home all weekend PLUS today and is driving back to NY as I type this. We spent the day home yesterday and watched the Pats win last night and then we got some time in at the petting zoo and the park today. Christian and I ended the night tonight by sending Daddy off and then coming in and having a great bedtime...there were books, tooth brushing and lots of tickles and laughing involved...and christian loves to tackle me now...so lots of tackling too. Lots of fun was had by all. It was a great birthday over all. My family and friends are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5246437485815227777%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has had a lot of ups and downs...Now that I think about it, I think I am glad to have my twenties over with..maybe 30 will bring me some good luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-1415563521408799862?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1415563521408799862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1415563521408799862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1415563521408799862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1415563521408799862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/dirty-thirty.html' title='Dirty Thirty.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4195538748377840699</id><published>2008-08-26T14:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:14:55.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><title type='text'>Interviewing????</title><content type='html'>I went on an interview this morning. I had sent out a few resumes late last week...one in particular was with another wallpaper company in northern NJ but they are going through an agency to  weed out the applicants. The agency called me on Friday and I had a phone interview Monday morning right after I put all of our luggage in front of the door in preparation to load the car and head back to MA with Christian. I interviewed for about 20 minutes and got off the phone with a concluding statement from the hiring agent that she wanted me to come in and meet with her. Via email we decided today would be a good day (so I didn't drive to MA and then turn around again!) So Christian and I spent a few hours in the mall buying Mama a new interview suit and shoes and I jumped on the train to go on my first interview in NYC. It's funny; 7 years ago, back when I was single and facing college graduation, i dismissed the idea of NYC. I just didn't forsee that as the life I wanted. Now I have a family and a home back in MA and I am entertaining the idea again.  Nothing is for certain and we will just see where this goes. The idea of being home with Christian and whatever other kids we may be blessed with in the future is certainly an ideal of mine. I guess I am counting nothing out of the realm of possibility. Something new is bound to happen next week I am sure! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4195538748377840699?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4195538748377840699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4195538748377840699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4195538748377840699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4195538748377840699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/interviewing.html' title='Interviewing????'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4152844731085552060</id><published>2008-08-25T17:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:54:40.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tf*&amp;#!</title><content type='html'>Christian is just blowing us away with all of the words he learns. He says a couple new ones almost every day at this point. The other day we had a playdate at our new friends Cooper and Taryn's house and we were sitting out on the back deck and Christian pointed up and said "UMBRELLA"...it comes out "UMblehBLUH" but we know what he means.  This morning he said "shower. All wet?" So now he is even putting small groups of words together. Making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another word that came up sometime last week was "truck". He got some big tonka trucks back in June for his birthday and has just recently become totally enamored by them and plays with them constantly. Being here in White Plains, we are always seeing trucks, fire trucks, police cars...they are all trucks right now. The problem is in how we SAY truck. In our house it is the F-bomb. Over and over again. F*&amp;amp;#, F*&amp;amp;#, F*&amp;amp;#. Walking over by the water fountains earlier in the week, there was a box truck parked on the side of the street and a guy was there taking a break from  unloading it. As we walk by, Christian very excitedly points at the truck and says F*&amp;amp;#! The guy almost fell off of the crate he was sitting on. All we could think to do was to very loudly say, "RIGHT! TRUCK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says it so much he is taking the fun out of it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4152844731085552060?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4152844731085552060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4152844731085552060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4152844731085552060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4152844731085552060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/f.html' title='Tf*&amp;#!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5398511830932421319</id><published>2008-08-21T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:22:57.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><title type='text'>Budding Rock Star or just Guitar Hero?</title><content type='html'>As I have mentioned before, Rich was given Guitar Hero before he moved down to NY. Well, on our birthday visit down here, Christian decided he wanted to wear the guitar finally. Rich put it on him and that was it...he was hooked. During our week-long visit down here, I have had to lock the guitars in a closet because he wouldn't stop playing with them and i am afraid he will break it. He REALLY gets into it. Rich even taught him to make a guitar noise and swing the neck of the guitar up in the air.  (we are going to attempt to catch this on video soon so stay tuned.)   So here are some photos of our budding musician...perhaps this is a glimpse of the teenage years? :)                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5237018302418078017%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH..there is a random appearance by our fish, Red. Red made the trip to NY. We didn't secure a fish-sitter ahead of time so he took to the road with us. He seems to like the new digs. I felt bad that he has yet to appear on our family blog..he is a part of the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-5398511830932421319?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5398511830932421319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5398511830932421319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5398511830932421319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5398511830932421319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/budding-rock-star-or-just-guitar-hero.html' title='Budding Rock Star or just Guitar Hero?'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-7156061343623630597</id><published>2008-08-19T15:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:37:01.705-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Plains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay-at-home-mom'/><title type='text'>Stay-at-home-mom.</title><content type='html'>So this is my first official week as a stay-at-home-mom. Last week I was home and not working but Christian was finishing up at Kindercare so it was kind of like a vacation from "life"...kinda. For this week, because I really have nowhere else to be, Christian and I are staying in NY with Rich.  We are doing alot of walking around and checking out what living in a city is really like. The weather has been great so we have met Rich for lunch yesterday and today at a park right in front of his office building. There are a few spots with water fountains that Christian and I have hung out at for a bit and took in the great weather and the nice breeze. Every single block from Blue Sky to the apartment is taken up by a different shopping plaza. (who can shop this much???) We have checked them all out and bought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I was making our picnic lunch, I was about to make christian's jelly sandwich and saw the jar of peanut butter. Now, while I know that Christian has been accidentally exposed to nuts of various kinds during the no-nuts years, I have been wary to give him peanut butter since the go-ahead at his two year physical. In the back of my head I keep thinking "what are the chances"? I am not related to a single person with a nut allergy and neither is Rich. So it's not in the family gene pool. But I know alot of people who have nut allergies or their kids have an allergy. It's not something I wanted to mess with. Nut allergies are a very real and serious problem right now and I do not want to see my son stop breathing. So, yesterday I handed him a spoon with a bit of peanut butter and held my breath. He took one lick and he was hooked. Kept saying "mama, MORE!" And I obliged. And took pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, if we are counting....&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of stay-at-home-mommyhood: 0 Boo-boos/trips to the ER. Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5236302848134832929%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-7156061343623630597?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7156061343623630597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=7156061343623630597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7156061343623630597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7156061343623630597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/stay-at-home-mom.html' title='Stay-at-home-mom.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6988173288942755046</id><published>2008-08-19T14:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:25:06.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wentworth'/><title type='text'>Congratulations Uncle Tom!</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday, my youngest brother Tom, graduated from Wentworth. He is now the proud owner of a HUGE civil engineering diploma (I am not kidding here...it literally is huge I guess. I haven't seen it but my joke of having to carry home a Publisher's Clearing House check wasn't entirely laughed off. My brother said its big enough that he won't be able to hang it in his cube at work...) So finally, my parents have paid off their very last college tuition bill...now they are looking on towards retirement...So I guess congrats are in order for them as well. With me taking 5 years and my brother Jay taking a bit longer than that ;) they pretty much told Tom he had to finish in 4. And he did. It was a great day to be outside (not like the three hours in the rain we sat through for Jay's graduation from UMass Amherst) and Christian held it together very well considering he is two. There was a lot of running around in the grass,walks, ripping up the grass and throwing it at complete strangers, throwing shoes at complete strangers...thank GOD these complete strangers were also very patient and understanding. There were also a few incognito diaper changes in some nooks and crannies...(hey Wentworth..good luck finding those diapers! he hee!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom also graduated with his good friend Matt from high school. Coincidentally, his oldest sister Christina graduated from high school with me and there is a middle sister that graduated with my middle brother. I got to run into Christina in the bathroom...small world! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Uncle Tom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5236294822211837185%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6988173288942755046?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6988173288942755046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6988173288942755046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6988173288942755046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6988173288942755046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulations-uncle-tom.html' title='Congratulations Uncle Tom!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-7966865714522273609</id><published>2008-08-18T09:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:50:18.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye Kindercare.</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was Christian's last day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kindercare&lt;/span&gt;. We had originally given our two week notice and planned for it to be our last day there anyway; we had found a very nice home day care that we were going to switch to in order to lighten the load on our bank account :)  Rates are always going up in the daycare centers and understandably so with the overhead that they have and the programs they run but it had all become too much for us and we were ready to make the move. We sadly gave notice; we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed our time there and Christian truly flourished there. In my opinion it was worth every penny and I regret nothing. When I went to pick Christian up from daycare the day after I got laid off from work, the center director called me into her office. We went in and she informed me that she had gone to her regional director and asked if she could lower my weekly rate to get me to keep Christian there. I thought that was so nice of her; she didn't need to do that and I certainly never asked or expected it. So we left it that IF I get a job and we are still living in the area then we would come back and work it out for Christian to return to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kindercare&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO for now, we had to say good-bye to all of our friends...in particular Abby..that was a tough one :) But we will really miss our favorite teacher Jenna who was super great with Christian. HE was comfortable with her so we never minded leaving Christian with her. There are lots of other people we will miss; too many to list really. Good-bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kindercare&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-7966865714522273609?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7966865714522273609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=7966865714522273609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7966865714522273609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/7966865714522273609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-bye-kindercare.html' title='Good-bye Kindercare.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8646094463163329340</id><published>2008-08-14T23:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:19:25.829-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rich'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Rich's 31st birthday. Back when I was working I felt bad that he was going to have to spend his birthday alone in NY. Then I lost my job :) Over this past weekend I concocted a plan to surprise Rich for his birthday. I cooked and baked ahead of time, picked the dude up from daycare and then hit the road. We made our three hour trek with little hassle (other than the dude figuring out how to unbuckle the upper harness of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt;...the  kid is Houdini reincarnate.) We make it to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Korman&lt;/span&gt; garage (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Korman&lt;/span&gt; is the "hotel") and get all of our stuff/food into the apartment and start cooking the rest of dinner. By now it is five after 6. I call Rich's cell phone and he tells me he is in a meeting, he will call me back. Christian starts getting restless; he needs to eat. I set him up with dinner and wait..no phone call. Then I start hearing some movement outside the door. From the table; there is not a clear view of the door so I had to walk a few feet to see my bewildered husband who wasn't quite sure what to make of it all. (I had made a little sign that Christian colored and taped it to the front door and hung a banner inside the apartment..he was still trying to figure out if I had mailed the sign down and had the  hotel staff put it up for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say...my surprise payed off. We went and had cake up on the penthouse roof deck with two of Rich's co-workers, Min and Chris and shared a bottle of wine that Min had bought for Rich's birthday. I also got to meet Mr. T...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; man from Japan that speaks less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; than he can understand...not a whole lot. Rich, Min and Chris apparently run into Mr. T quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; up there so they are all good buddies :) Christian learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; names and got to see lots of planes taking off from Newark (I think) and we even saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;louds&lt;/span&gt; (fireworks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a great night and Rich says our surprise made his month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-8646094463163329340?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8646094463163329340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8646094463163329340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8646094463163329340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8646094463163329340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-3340462883354071813</id><published>2008-08-07T09:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:26:04.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployed'/><title type='text'>It's gonna be a bumpy road.</title><content type='html'>I know life has its ups and downs and you just deal with it. The bumpy road and all that crap-oh-la. Well, the whole road seems to have caved in front of me at the moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got laid off yesterday morning. I worked for a very small wallpaper company that just cant seem to keep its head above water right now so the hard decision had to be made to let people go and unfortunately I was one of them. It was sad to leave; my boss was awesome and just as much of a friend as a boss. I got to take Christian to work with me for the first 10 months of his life because we worked in an office of three people in my boss' house...her kids and husband played with Christian when they were around and even took him in the  house and I could just work and not really have to watch him. It was a rare experience and a good one; one that will be impossible to find again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it will all work out for the best, it was meant to be, blah blah blah....Now I get to be a stay at home mommy for a while anyway so there is a bright side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to the unemployment line....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-3340462883354071813?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3340462883354071813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=3340462883354071813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3340462883354071813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/3340462883354071813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-gonna-be-bumpy-road.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be a bumpy road.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1786607941097490483</id><published>2008-08-05T10:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:22:13.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no-no'/><title type='text'>The fine art of eating no-no.</title><content type='html'>Christian LOVES yogurt. It's not actually CALLED yogurt in our house; its called "no-no". (Lord knows where this name for yogurt came from  but we are going with it....) He frequently asks for yogurt after dinner for his dessert; last night he actually REFUSED the chocolate chip cookie that  TeeTee Kerrin brought for him and asked for no-no instead. Well, not only does Christian like the taste of yogurt but I think he truly ENJOYS the ACT of eating yogurt and strives to beat his last performance every time. Here are some pictures of the actual act and then the aftermath .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SJhhe5pB8TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FKkXwtCv4Ds/s1600-h/chugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SJhhe5pB8TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FKkXwtCv4Ds/s320/chugging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231038150687715634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christian just recently acquired this skill. This is how he finishes off  his milk in the morning after he has eaten his cereal.   TeeTee said he will probably just replace the bowl with a beer in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes, if I am truly lucky, he flips the bowl over on top of his head like a hat. Those are the good days. :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SJhhptaR3LI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e5WcnYWu7yU/s1600-h/colsanders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SJhhptaR3LI/AAAAAAAAAW8/e5WcnYWu7yU/s320/colsanders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231038336383179954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auntie Kerrin thought Christian was dead ringer for Col. Sanders after the no-no. (There is some tomato sauce on his cheeks under the yogurt too. This was one of those meals that we REALLY enjoyed.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-1786607941097490483?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1786607941097490483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1786607941097490483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1786607941097490483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1786607941097490483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/fine-art-of-eating-no-no.html' title='The fine art of eating no-no.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SJhhe5pB8TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FKkXwtCv4Ds/s72-c/chugging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-6096296801653475323</id><published>2008-08-04T10:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:33:50.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockefeller'/><title type='text'>Living like a Rockefeller.</title><content type='html'>Due to recent events, I liked the title :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian and I went to White Plains for a weekend with Dad. Saturday was a bummer of  a start because it was like the end of the world outside for the first half of the day. Seriously, I have never seen so much lightening...we are also up on the sixth floor so we were CLOSER to it I guess but it was still amazing. I think Christian thought it was more of the fireworks he loves so much. We did get out and walked to PF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chang's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner. Never been before..it was amazing. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went on an adventure. Literally. The Google totally failed us and did not give very good directions. We were on the hunt for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rockefeller&lt;/span&gt; Natural Preserve. We eventually did find it after asking for directions at two different gas stations in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pleasantville&lt;/span&gt;, NY. (seriously, want to live there..everyone walks down the street holding hands and skipping...kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;We bought a map at the second gas station and got our bearings and headed in the direction was thought the park was in. Eventually we did find it. It's beautiful there; tons of walking trails and nature. We took tons of pictures; tried a gazillion times to get Christian to just LOOK at the camera. NOT interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of the day: So earlier in our walk we had come upon three turtles sunning themselves on a log. One of them kept turning around as Rich snapped the photos as though trying to show us his "good side". A while later we came to a part in the trail where big stones had been set into the lake to provide a path over a shallow part of the lake. Rich headed over first and I hung back for the photo op. As he walked over he said "Oh look! Another turtle!" I ran over to snap a photo as he pointed back towards a stone the path. I looked down and saw a little head poking out from under the rock in the water. The head was attached to a rather long neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hun, I don't think that's a turtle."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure it is!"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think turtles have necks that long. That's a snake."&lt;br /&gt;"NO, that's a turtle."&lt;br /&gt;"Do turtles have striped necks?"&lt;br /&gt;(upon closer inspection on Rich's part)&lt;br /&gt;"OH..YEAH..that IS a SNAKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now me, who is afraid of snakes, has to walk over the path by MYSELF carrying the camera and beach bag trying not to squeal like a five year old girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, great day. And new material to harass Rich with relentlessly. Thanks, Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5230662625456907409%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-6096296801653475323?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6096296801653475323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=6096296801653475323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6096296801653475323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/6096296801653475323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-like-rockafeller.html' title='Living like a Rockefeller.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2378483217090279935</id><published>2008-07-29T12:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:19:14.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Now we're cooking with gas.</title><content type='html'>To start off, neither Rich or I have ever lived in a situation where we have had to cook with gas other than a gas grill. Rich has a very real fear of living with gas as a source of cooking and heating and when we looked for our current townhouse, he said he didn't want to really entertain any that had gas. Living with that for the last five years, now I have developed an uncertainty about gas as well....I am so nervous about it that I am afraid to even touch the gas grill. Rich has showed me a few times; explained which order to everything. I am so nervous I question if I remember the RIGHT order and have decided I just don't want to deal with it. Best case if I screw up; I lose my eyebrows. Worst case...no that IS the worst case. I would look weird without eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump to last week when we moved Rich into his new apartment. Gas Stove. UGH. We didn't deal with it on the first day; we didn't have anything to cook. Sunday we went grocery shopping and decided to have quesadillas for lunch. So we get back to the apartment, put everything away and then I look at the stove. I inspected the knobs for a minute, picked one and then turned it on. Dialed through the ignite line, heard it click and then spun it to medium. Nothing...no flame. huh. So then I thought, maybe that one doesn't work? I turned it back to the left to turn it off and WOOSH..flames shooting out around the bottom of the pan and then off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGODWHATHAVEIDONE? RRRIIIICCCCHHHH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was a visit to the front desk to ask about it; in short we were told "You have a microwave, use that." Then I asked Rich to call his friend Joe upstairs and find out if he is familiar in the ways of gas stoves and can he give me a tutorial. Joe quickly came knocking on our door and saved the day. And now we know how to cook with gas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-2378483217090279935?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2378483217090279935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2378483217090279935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2378483217090279935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2378483217090279935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-were-cooking-with-gas.html' title='Now we&apos;re cooking with gas.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4680257954526533341</id><published>2008-07-21T21:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:18:48.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Plains'/><title type='text'>Blue Skies Ahead.</title><content type='html'>Daddy is all moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian and I spent the weekend down in White Plains with Rich while he got settled into his apartment for his new job with Blue Sky Studios. It was a busy two days with driving down Saturday afternoon, finding the actual entrance into the parking garage, checking in, waiting around for friends that were settling in that same afternoon and going out to dinner that night. We did general errands on Sunday and then I cooked dinner for everyone on Sunday night so we could stay in and everyone played Guitar Hero. (Thanks again Mike and Cyndi!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both nights were a little rough on Rich and me. The bedroom proved JUST too small to be able to put our queen sized air mattress on the floor so Christian ended up bunking with us. It is a king sized bed but SOMEONE prefers to sleep horizontally and snores a LOT. (Ahem...not naming names here, but it's the same someone who wears diapers that sometimes give out so we have to keep checking for possible leaks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian and I decided to head home this morning to see Daddy off on his first day, but the start to our day proved to be a little rough. Christian didn't sleep well apparently and was BEYOND cranky and just downright irrational. If he doesn't get his way now, he deliberately goes and does something that he knows he is not supposed to now. Like this morning, when I wouldn't give him cookies at 7:30 (graham cracker bugs...not the worst thing in the world, but its the principle...) he turned to his left and started playing with the burner knobs on the gas stove. (ergh.) So that was the start to the day and then we had to pack my car and say our goodbyes. I will say no more than it was an emotional scene in the parking garage and hard to say goodbye...but its only for a few days at a time and its all only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will all be worth it in the end when Rich is a big shot feature film animator. It is his dream and he is just about there. I am MORE than proud of how far he has gotten already and am willing to go through whatever it will take to get him where he wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of you babe! Good job and KICK BUTT! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4680257954526533341?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4680257954526533341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4680257954526533341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4680257954526533341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4680257954526533341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/blue-skies-ahead.html' title='Blue Skies Ahead.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8597456492703109013</id><published>2008-07-17T08:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:52:33.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capron zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Very cute.</title><content type='html'>We went to the Capron Zoo this past weekend with our friends Kamal and Emily and their adorable little girl, Annie. We met early for breakfast and then got to the zoo before it even opened. (We killed some time by sending our kids down slides that were a little too steep to see what would happen :)...actually, I think Rich and I were the only ones that did that. We were careful though. Rich went up top and sent Christian down while I caught him in mid-air at the bottom. See? Careful...over-cautious really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw lots of animals; I think Annie was much more intrigued than Christian for most of it. He has kind of hit this period of being kind of skittish of EVERYTHING. He loves cats and dogs, but as soon as they start following him, he squeals with a bit of fright and runs for the nearest parent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, Annie was looking around for someone to hold her hand but looked over kind of in Christian's direction. We asked her if she wanted to hold Christian's hand and she nodded yes. I asked Christian if he would hold Annie's hand and he contemplated for a moment and said "Yeah". So...he reached out, grabbed her by the hand and then proceeded to walk her down the path to check out the sites. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5223955478291859777%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-8597456492703109013?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8597456492703109013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8597456492703109013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8597456492703109013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8597456492703109013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-cute.html' title='Very cute.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-2689034919682108916</id><published>2008-07-16T12:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:59:33.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>Christian has a thing for all things yellow. It all started when it was the first color word he could say. We made a big deal out of it. "lellow". It was great. Then everything was yellow. Show him a red cup, "lellow". Definitively yellow. One day Rich had the idea to show Christian the Coldplay video of "Yellow". (One of Christian's favorite activities is to watch (appropriate) videos on YouTube with Daddy.) With this, the love of the song "Yellow" has snowballed into a general love of a few Coldplay videos/songs. Currently "Clhlockshs" is our favorite. (thats "Clocks" for those of you who are not familiar). "Fix You" and "Scientist" are also on heavy rotation. Pajamas with yellow stripes are now things we cry for, flail our arms for and throw our entire body on the floor for. oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big yellow that just entered  our little world is a yellow hat. Rich and I groan at the mention of this hat. It all started last Friday when I picked Christian up at daycare. I pulled into the parking lot and see that his group is outside and notice a kid toddling around pushing a lawn mower. He has this HUGE yellow bucket hat on..can barely see out of it. I think to myself, "what mother sent their kid out in that?" WELL, I get outside and find out that my son took off his Red Sox bucket hat during water play that morning and submerged it in the water table. By afternoon outdoor time, the thing was still dripping wet and even at his insistence (more flailing, crying and body throwing) was told he couldn't wear it. Well, he wasn't hearing it. He NEEDED a hat. (In the back of my head; I am quite proud of this. He knows he needs to wear a hat in the sun, YAY me...and YAY Rich!) So, the solution to the hat dilemma was a play hat they had in the room that was a lovely peach floral on the outside and bright banana  yellow on the inside. The teachers turned it inside out and Christian happily wore it outside. At pickup, he refused to leave without it and we were given permission to bring it home for the weekend. WELL, we loved that hat so much (by we, I mean Christian) that we had to wear it to bed. And when we woke up. And when we went out. Rich and I had to hide that thing in a closet behind some boxes so that he wouldn't find it when we went out to the zoo with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Hat went back to school on Monday. I asked the teachers to have it moved to the other classroom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5223651978996109809%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-2689034919682108916?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2689034919682108916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=2689034919682108916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2689034919682108916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/2689034919682108916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-8663505951222100706</id><published>2008-07-16T09:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:42:15.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation Photos.</title><content type='html'>For the week following Christian's birthday, the three of us all took a much needed week off from work and daycare. On the list of activities was the Providence Children's Museum followed by lunch at Spike's on Thayre Street, Roger Williams Zoo (they have an awesome exhibit right now called Flutterby...a habitat that you walk through and the butterflies are just wandering freely. Christian was NOT thrilled. We got some great photos though), the park and finally the fireworks for the holiday. We live right down the street from where the town does the show so we don't even leave our parking lot. Christian loved them so much that he asks for "Loud" everytime we leave the house. Sorry bud, maybe next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fchristine.fournier%2Falbumid%2F5223593399251748833%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-8663505951222100706?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8663505951222100706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=8663505951222100706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8663505951222100706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/8663505951222100706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-vacation-photos_16.html' title='Summer Vacation Photos.'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4660681099142829345</id><published>2008-07-15T10:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:22:15.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Turned 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHytlXUZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CGHKXs_tz5E/s1600-h/family3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHytlXUZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CGHKXs_tz5E/s400/family3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223240525269301698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our not so little man turned a not so little 2 back on June 21st. We can't believe what a guy he his...a walking, talking, opinionated little guy who loves to collect sticks, rocks, cook, clean...a regular renaissance man really. Happy Birthday Bubba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(gimme a break here; it takes a while to weed through all of the photos and with all of our goings on, weekend plans and procrastination taking its toll, I'm getting around to it now, ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy67SKN9CI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x2bisgH9y6M/s1600-h/aunties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy67SKN9CI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x2bisgH9y6M/s320/aunties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223255195492676642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Chatting up the Aunties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy7lOeEMxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cLG_44jdcCM/s1600-h/b-daycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy7lOeEMxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cLG_44jdcCM/s320/b-daycake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223255916056687378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                    FEE! LELLOW!&lt;br /&gt;Christian loves fish...and the color yellow. Christian also got his first pet for his birthday. A shiny new beta fish named Red. (By now I am sure  you have guessed that he is probably a red fish...I know, we are quite original.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy81Vl4GkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RunhTJrUoP0/s1600-h/blowingcandle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy81Vl4GkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RunhTJrUoP0/s320/blowingcandle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223257292358031938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                                                              Blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                          From as far away from the flame as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy82AcwaHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mnVmq-m-zLk/s1600-h/diggingin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy82AcwaHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mnVmq-m-zLk/s320/diggingin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223257303862503538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                          Digging in. Grampy is overseeing the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-G0lPC5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/DpKt7jEmGSw/s1600-h/harley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-G0lPC5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/DpKt7jEmGSw/s320/harley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223258692246244242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Christian's first Harley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-HFp1RLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/068R0fF9D1I/s1600-h/presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-HFp1RLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/068R0fF9D1I/s320/presents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223258696828929202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  OOH. Kitchen stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-HaCmEMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CkGWcMLjaj0/s1600-h/skulltshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHy-HaCmEMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CkGWcMLjaj0/s320/skulltshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223258702301499586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Perfect for riding the Harley.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHzF9b0zT0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/C9eKBTD5DNY/s1600-h/adjustinghat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHzF9b0zT0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/C9eKBTD5DNY/s320/adjustinghat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223267327074848578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Tammy adjusting the chef's hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHzF9-GknwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BGXgVQMb8Xs/s1600-h/littlechef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHzF9-GknwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BGXgVQMb8Xs/s320/littlechef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223267336276188930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             The little chef hard at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4660681099142829345?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4660681099142829345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4660681099142829345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4660681099142829345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4660681099142829345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/christian-turned-2.html' title='Christian Turned 2!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SHytlXUZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CGHKXs_tz5E/s72-c/family3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-4111268563269339316</id><published>2008-07-03T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:03:32.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in FRONT of his MOTHER!!!</title><content type='html'>So, Christian has girlfriends. Well, he's 2, so not really...but his teachers at school like to joke about how all the girls in his class like him and he pays attention to all of them. One girl in particular, Abby, is his favorite. When I first heard of this relationship a few weeks ago, I learned that he knew her name and says it over and over again when he sees her, he knows where her bin is on the coat wall, and he has to sit next to her at lunch. There is also Claire and Amanda,  who I have witnessed  helping him dress (put his hat on) and blow him kisses good-bye on numerous occasions. So I know that there are other women in my sons life already. Yesterday afternoon, Christian runs over to give me my hello hug at pick-up when Abby comes up behind him to get his attention and then proceeds to lift up her little shirt to expose her entire chest (and stick her hand down the back of her diaper to the horror of the teachers). Miss Erica, trying to suppress the same giggle I am choking down says, "Abby! Not in FRONT of his MOTHER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-4111268563269339316?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4111268563269339316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=4111268563269339316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4111268563269339316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/4111268563269339316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-in-front-of-his-mother.html' title='Not in FRONT of his MOTHER!!!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-1443248126988310656</id><published>2008-07-02T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:44:21.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Die, Die, DIE!</title><content type='html'>So the three of us are sitting outside drawing with our new bucket of sidewalk chalk on the front walkway when a big red ant walks by Rich. He then takes his chalk and squishes the ant while saying "Die". Christian took all of this in and then looked around him and saw HUNDREDS of little black ants crawling around him, looked at the pile of chalk he had pilfered from mom and dad and the wheels started turning. (I love when you have a toddler; you can LITERALLY see the wheels turning when they are thinking something through) So before Rich and I know it, Christian is repeatedly pounding the pavement with his selected chalk and saying "DIE, DIE, DIE". OVER and OVER again. And this isn't just in a cute little boy voice. This is like Chucky has possessed our son's body and using him like a puppet and speaking in his creepy adult voice.  It stopped after a while but every once in a while we will hear christian in another part of the room going "die, die" and we just look at each other and say "eventually he will forget that one, RIGHT?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-1443248126988310656?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1443248126988310656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=1443248126988310656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1443248126988310656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/1443248126988310656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/die-die-die.html' title='Die, Die, DIE!'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585522470817458799.post-5102564998673672762</id><published>2008-07-02T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:31:56.661-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>So maybe I should start using this thing...</title><content type='html'>So I have had this blog for FOREVER and thought "Hey, maybe I will start using it." There are lots of changes going on in the Fournier house so I thought I would get started on this blog thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian is now the big 2, standing at a whopping 37" and weighing in around 30 lbs. Our new favorite activity is to sit out on our front porch at our little table and have a cold drink and talk about our day and the things we see. It's so awesome to have a "conversation" with him. He cracks me up. Everyday he says a new word and mimics EVERYTHING. Rich and I have to be on our best behavior now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big changes on another front. Rich just got a new job. He is going to be working at Blue Sky Studios in NY on the next Ice Age movie! So, Daddy's moving and Mommy and Christian are staying put so that I can continue to work and not have to sell the house.  Since he is a contractor, Blue Sky is putting him up in a swanky apartment in White Plains and the plan is for him to come home on the weekends when he can and Christian and I will go down there for the weekend when he can't. The joke is that Rich gets to live the life of a bachelor in his own pad in NY while I get to play single mom. (Who got the raw deal in this package??? ;) Just kidding. I am more than proud of Rich; he is the hardest working person that I know...he is constantly striving to better himself. Sometimes this is to the detriment of his own sanity...but he gets what he wants. Good Job, Babe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, that is the update on the Fournier Front...whew, this year will be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585522470817458799-5102564998673672762?l=thefournierfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5102564998673672762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585522470817458799&amp;postID=5102564998673672762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5102564998673672762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585522470817458799/posts/default/5102564998673672762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefournierfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-maybe-i-should-start-using-this.html' title='So maybe I should start using this thing...'/><author><name>cFournier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300894771257367225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PNcpa88gVJk/SGt16atJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mr3Dt1vm2Ko/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
