<?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-2423086026928178032</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:42:48.677-07:00</updated><category term='fishing'/><category term='uncle Jon'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='marin'/><title type='text'>Our boy*  Davis Dietrich</title><subtitle type='html'>Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-2295889682947952618</id><published>2009-07-05T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:05:37.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis 4th of July Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, we celebrated Independence Day for 2 full days!  We started the festivities the afternoon of the 3rd over at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whitford Country Club's&lt;/span&gt; annual party.  We were lucky to have Nan &amp;amp; Poppy with us, Davis's cousin Marin, and Davis's best buddy Christopher and his sister Lauren (who also happens to be Davis's girlfriend) with us for the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFVN0XnMzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x_bQVPMd1qM/s1600-h/Recently+Updated1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFVN0XnMzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x_bQVPMd1qM/s400/Recently+Updated1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The morning of the 4th, we decided to check out Downingtown's "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Good Neigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bor Day&lt;/span&gt;". There were lot of vendors and stuff to see, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; interest were the rides!  Who can claim that they've been on a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Scoobie Copter&lt;/span&gt;"??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many, I'm sure . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFW2vnFtiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jxDC29GS7ys/s1600-h/P1030608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFW2vnFtiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jxDC29GS7ys/s400/P1030608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355156930413573666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis was also "super happy" to see all the fire trucks that were on display (we are trying to host his 5th birthday party at the local fire station . . . ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYrhwhdiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ttq4HGXK77Y/s1600-h/P1030610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYrhwhdiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ttq4HGXK77Y/s320/P1030610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355158936739739170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYrHV4CJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/z5sJiHEudnw/s1600-h/P1030609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYrHV4CJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/z5sJiHEudnw/s320/P1030609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355158929648650386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYp38sNFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AzF_DsBpwj4/s1600-h/P1030601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFYp38sNFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AzF_DsBpwj4/s320/P1030601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355158908336616530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That afternoon, Matt treated us to a Phillies vs. Mets game downtown.  Davis had a blast clapping along, eating popcorn and peanuts (and throwing the shells on the ground).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day by hosting a small fireworks show in our driveway with Nan &amp;amp; Poppy and our next door neighbor Cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFaeDiIuTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/EvcMpNQjbtY/s1600-h/P1030612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFaeDiIuTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/EvcMpNQjbtY/s400/P1030612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355160904311290162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFaepedaRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cPRwR2YhXX4/s1600-h/P1030616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFaepedaRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cPRwR2YhXX4/s400/P1030616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355160914496416018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-2295889682947952618?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/2295889682947952618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=2295889682947952618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2295889682947952618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2295889682947952618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2009/07/davis-4th-of-july-activities.html' title='Davis 4th of July Activities'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SlFVN0XnMzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/x_bQVPMd1qM/s72-c/Recently+Updated1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-7970929878618184476</id><published>2009-06-14T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:58:15.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Talk</title><content type='html'>So, Davis is in watching "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lion King&lt;/span&gt;" with his cousin Kyra right now and Matt walked in on the part where Simba is crying because his Father died. Here conversation between Matt and Davis that followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Davis:&lt;/span&gt;  Why is Simba crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:  &lt;/span&gt;Because Simba's Daddy died.  Wouldn't you be sad if I died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Davis:&lt;/span&gt;  Yeah, I would be sad.  Would you be sad if Mommy died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt: &lt;/span&gt; I would be sad if Mommy died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Davis:&lt;/span&gt;  Daddy, if Mommy died then we could talk Potty Talk ALL the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-7970929878618184476?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/7970929878618184476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=7970929878618184476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/7970929878618184476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/7970929878618184476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2009/06/potty-talk.html' title='Potty Talk'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-958677443109108128</id><published>2009-06-11T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:25:29.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncle Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Gone Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last weekend of May, Jon and Nicole were able to come up for a long awaited visit!  Top priority on the "to-do" list was a M-U-C-H anticipated and V-E-R-Y special fishing trip with Uncle Jon! Davis was SO excited and couldn't wait for Jon and Nicole to get to our house so that he could use his Superman fishing pole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a great reservoir near our house called Marsh Creek that offers every type of water sport (really interesting history -- my mother-in-law's childhood house is now at the bottom of the Marsh Creek Reservoir).  We were able to rent a row boat with a motor and hit the high seas for a full two hours of fishing fun.  Matt was in heaven! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SjFquyI5NhI/AAAAAAAAANU/q1aLA8cy_Jg/s1600-h/May+30,+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SjFquyI5NhI/AAAAAAAAANU/q1aLA8cy_Jg/s400/May+30,+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346171584631092754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis was the fishing master catching two BIG fish with Auntie Nicole coming in a close second with one "baby" fish (which of course was NOT as BIG as Davis's two fish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SjFrQVK-njI/AAAAAAAAANc/Sv7rMVKIBlI/s1600-h/P1030454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SjFrQVK-njI/AAAAAAAAANc/Sv7rMVKIBlI/s400/P1030454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346172160970759730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We weren't able to keep any of the fish we caught (WAY too little) much to Davis's disappointment.  Maybe next year . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I'm trying to upload the video from the fishing trip and it's just not taking. I'll probably just post it to Facebook . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-958677443109108128?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/958677443109108128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=958677443109108128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/958677443109108128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/958677443109108128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2009/06/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SjFquyI5NhI/AAAAAAAAANU/q1aLA8cy_Jg/s72-c/May+30,+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-1352437497857705933</id><published>2009-06-05T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:33:33.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Officially Summer!</title><content type='html'>For the past 6 months Davis has asked me nearly every day, "Mommy, is tomorrow summer?"  Well, I told him that summer starts when school is finished.  Davis was sad that school ended but SO exited that summer is finally here and that we can go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis had a great year at the Brandywine School in their Young 4s program.  His best buddy Christopher was in his class and they really had a great time (sometimes they were a bit crazy, but overall they were really good together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the two from their end-of-year program on May 20th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim2HSijaVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KarnTBKt-Xo/s1600-h/P1030386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim2HSijaVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KarnTBKt-Xo/s400/P1030386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344002669203908946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis's teachers were wonderful -- Mrs. Joan Olds (pictured right) and Mrs. Chris Taylor (left).  Davis couldn't have had better teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim2l3WUNgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/NsHRw0boRD4/s1600-h/P1030394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim2l3WUNgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/NsHRw0boRD4/s400/P1030394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344003194480768514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim3450ggtI/AAAAAAAAANE/3VxZNuHZ55o/s1600-h/P1030391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim3450ggtI/AAAAAAAAANE/3VxZNuHZ55o/s320/P1030391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344004621073416914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis also had very nice classmates - most of whom are moving forward with him to the 5s program which will also be at the Brandywine School (we've decided to do one more year of preschool with Davis which will make him one of the older kids in the class rather than one of the youngest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here is Davis getting his 4s graduation "certificate"!  On to summer fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim35ORe0PI/AAAAAAAAANM/nR5tl5d0t34/s1600-h/P1030375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim35ORe0PI/AAAAAAAAANM/nR5tl5d0t34/s320/P1030375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344004626563649778" 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/2423086026928178032-1352437497857705933?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/1352437497857705933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=1352437497857705933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/1352437497857705933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/1352437497857705933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-officially-summer.html' title='It&apos;s Officially Summer!'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/Sim2HSijaVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KarnTBKt-Xo/s72-c/P1030386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-2694298949536947818</id><published>2009-05-10T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T05:26:04.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it's been while!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm finally trying to get back in the saddle again and update Davis's blog.  I think, for me, it's the best way to record the cute things he does daily . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Mother's Day today and Davis and Matt brought me in a sweet card. Inside was a present from Davis - a WHOLE DOLLAR!  He was VERY pleased with himself . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's my Mother's Day goal to add posts more often, so stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-2694298949536947818?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/2694298949536947818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=2694298949536947818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2694298949536947818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2694298949536947818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-its-been-while.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s been while!'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-8892655187599051596</id><published>2008-07-25T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:41:24.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dietrich/Moore Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>We just returned from three days/two nights of sand-filled fun with Matt's family (parents, sis and her crew).   Since we never have made a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complete &lt;/span&gt;Dietrich/Moore family pilgrimage to the beach (yes Don, the past trips didn't count because YOU weren't there), this was the 1st official family summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis and Marin LOVED the surf and sand!  Kyra - not so much (but she did enjoy the pool).  We had the grandiose plan of trying to snap some family pictures while at the shore, but we were never able to muster up a shower in before the sun actually set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did try earnestly to get a good shot of Davis and Marin on the Lifeguard chair . . . We've now declared it officially impossible to get a shot with them BOTH looking at the camera (or even just in the camera direction for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqMARBtwDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CXX9x9MKii8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqMARBtwDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CXX9x9MKii8/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227144253715365938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a very small birthday party for Davis (in true Paris Hilton style we'll be holding a party on both coasts . . . well, kinda. Utah is considered in the West!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqHecaFfgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/77_awjTdvhc/s1600-h/P1000591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqHecaFfgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/77_awjTdvhc/s200/P1000591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227139274608311810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqJmN7912I/AAAAAAAAAJU/tANqe153Eg8/s1600-h/P1000594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqJmN7912I/AAAAAAAAAJU/tANqe153Eg8/s200/P1000594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227141607186093922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis was quite sad when the weekend was over. But, we told him we'd go back again soon!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqOeWnm-JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nJaSsMwCvCI/s1600-h/P1000634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqOeWnm-JI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nJaSsMwCvCI/s400/P1000634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227146969635813522" 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/2423086026928178032-8892655187599051596?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/8892655187599051596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=8892655187599051596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/8892655187599051596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/8892655187599051596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/07/dietrichmoore-family-vacation.html' title='The Dietrich/Moore Family Vacation'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SIqMARBtwDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CXX9x9MKii8/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-7934902065372949508</id><published>2008-07-01T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:12:11.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pilot and the Tractor Driver</title><content type='html'>What could be better than "flying" a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;REAL &lt;/span&gt;airplane and "driving" a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL &lt;/span&gt;tractor? Well, Davis was the luckiest boy alive when he got to do both during our recent trip to Dewey Beach, Delaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pilot Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrULHy2e6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/wKJbOPYTufE/s1600-h/P1000421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrULHy2e6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/wKJbOPYTufE/s320/P1000421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218216405798124450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrUX3oahdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nQsDxGKMWYw/s1600-h/P1000419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrUX3oahdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nQsDxGKMWYw/s320/P1000419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218216624797681106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Tractor Driver Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrVaJpXk7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/c7PwSelslgo/s1600-h/P1000437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrVaJpXk7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/c7PwSelslgo/s400/P1000437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218217763504886706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fortunate to be able to stay with our friend Timarie and her boyfriend Blair during this trip. During the one stormy afternoon we had, Blair was THE MAN who took us to see his plane and tractor -- making Davis's YEAR!  Thanks again Timarie and Blair!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-7934902065372949508?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/7934902065372949508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=7934902065372949508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/7934902065372949508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/7934902065372949508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/07/pilot-and-tractor-driver.html' title='The Pilot and the Tractor Driver'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SGrULHy2e6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/wKJbOPYTufE/s72-c/P1000421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-845889996852773147</id><published>2008-06-16T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:37:56.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis and his buddy Andrew</title><content type='html'>The other day, we invited Andrew Mermelstein over to play for a few hours. (Background:  Amy (Andrew's Mom) and I are on to a new trick -- taking each other's boy for a few hours every now and then while the other gets some Quality Alone Time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis and Andrew had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blast &lt;/span&gt;playing with matchbox cars, digging in the sandbox and eating Popsicles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SFlSI-o2C0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/VaeFoSF3wcc/s1600-h/P1000301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SFlSI-o2C0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/VaeFoSF3wcc/s400/P1000301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213288357864803138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-845889996852773147?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/845889996852773147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=845889996852773147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/845889996852773147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/845889996852773147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/06/davis-and-his-buddy-andrew.html' title='Davis and his buddy Andrew'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SFlSI-o2C0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/VaeFoSF3wcc/s72-c/P1000301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-2192821880718253968</id><published>2008-06-03T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:10:13.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3rNg4uBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eXWMKzXo96g/s1600-h/P1000273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3rNg4uBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eXWMKzXo96g/s400/P1000273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207840865857878034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Davis completed his first year of Preschool. It's hard to believe how quickly time flies.  Before I know it, he'll be graduating from High School!   The class put on quite the show - an entire medley of songs followed by all the children receiving diplomas!  Next year he will be in the young 4's class and will go Mon/Wed/Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis has LOVED school from the start (the Tue/Thur 3's class) -- especially his teachers Mrs. Jones (left) and Mrs. Peszick (right):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3Nbu7QfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/itzy68sVY5Y/s1600-h/P1000286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3Nbu7QfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/itzy68sVY5Y/s320/P1000286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207840354278785522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3aVl7SBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lB9hxAU0nec/s1600-h/P1000288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3aVl7SBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lB9hxAU0nec/s320/P1000288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207840575968725010" 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/2423086026928178032-2192821880718253968?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/2192821880718253968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=2192821880718253968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2192821880718253968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/2192821880718253968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SEX3rNg4uBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eXWMKzXo96g/s72-c/P1000273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-3913039076192088978</id><published>2008-05-26T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:22:01.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Marin &amp; Kyra's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Last week we drove down to the Moore's house in Bel Air, MD to celebrate Marin's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and Kyra's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  It's hard to believe that Marin is now 4 years old, and Davis will be 4 soon. Time sure flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food was great and the entertainment was even better.  Marin has a Barbi Keyboard complete with a microphone.  Davis and Marin took turns "accompanying" each other to great renditions of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star&lt;/span&gt;", the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABC&lt;/span&gt;" song and even oldies (but goodies) like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row, Row, Row Your Boat&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If You're Happy and You Know It&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SDqu5pVWO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/NCHlYn0noyA/s1600-h/P1000202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SDqu5pVWO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/NCHlYn0noyA/s400/P1000202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204664624751197058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was oddly reminiscent of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Marty Culp and Bobbi Mohan-Culp&lt;/span&gt; Saturday Night Live skit (Will Ferrel and Ana Gasteyer):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SDqvYZVWO5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/omvSPs7uebE/s1600-h/The+Culps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SDqvYZVWO5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/omvSPs7uebE/s400/The+Culps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204665153032174482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis now associates microphones with the microphones on the podiums at our church.  When Davis had the mic at the party, he announced to all 20 adults present (some church-goers, and some not) that he was going to say a prayer. He then made sure everyone had their eyes closed and said a sweet little prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end with a video of one of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb's performances for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d5a2a4a44f77452" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d5a2a4a44f77452%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331185151%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44394D2E15E2A37F64C11D790C02EBEA6E8F5CA9.81D99DF82DD8AF3838A2ECB7243A76A6C1B9AF4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d5a2a4a44f77452%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoZlIdsLtdIH0dzwd2AY9m5b5qvc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d5a2a4a44f77452%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331185151%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D44394D2E15E2A37F64C11D790C02EBEA6E8F5CA9.81D99DF82DD8AF3838A2ECB7243A76A6C1B9AF4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d5a2a4a44f77452%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoZlIdsLtdIH0dzwd2AY9m5b5qvc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-3913039076192088978?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9d5a2a4a44f77452&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/3913039076192088978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=3913039076192088978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/3913039076192088978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/3913039076192088978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebrating-marin-kyras-birthday.html' title='Celebrating Marin &amp; Kyra&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SDqu5pVWO4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/NCHlYn0noyA/s72-c/P1000202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423086026928178032.post-1568905691239047070</id><published>2008-05-13T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:50:31.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis and His Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SCpEW0ZgkFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SSuuJjzRvSM/s1600-h/2008_0509Davisshots0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SCpEW0ZgkFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SSuuJjzRvSM/s320/2008_0509Davisshots0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time.  The time for us to hop on the Blog wagon!  I've been keeping a Word document of cute sayings Davis has uttered over the past couple of years but it is sorely out of date.  Matt and I are constantly saying how we need to make updates, but we just can never get around to doing it - what horrible parents!  Maybe this will provide the proper avenue for us to keep track of those adorable things Davis does each day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start this blog off with Davis's latest interest -- his "NEW" digital camera (a.k.a. our "OLD" digital camera).  Two days ago I uploaded 287 lovely photos that Davis enjoyed snapping.  This is one of my favorites from a recent day trip we took down to visit his cousin Marin in Bel Air, Maryland.  Davis must have taken about 50 pictures from this very vantage point and surprisingly, they are all pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say he had SO much fun and he thought he was taking pictures of things other than his foot.  Once, after I heard the beep of a picture, he said, "Mommy! I just took a picture of a dead deer!" (background:  Davis has been FASCINATED by a story his Poppy told him a week or two ago about a dead deer he saw down at the Struble Trail.  Nan and I had to update Poppy's story by saying that the Dead Deer &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; just fell asleep while it was getting a drink in the river.  The Deer then woke up and ran away).  I think other pictures he &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; he took included a dump truck, an airplane and a tanker.  Hmmm . . . . .&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2423086026928178032-1568905691239047070?l=davisdietrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/feeds/1568905691239047070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2423086026928178032&amp;postID=1568905691239047070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/1568905691239047070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2423086026928178032/posts/default/1568905691239047070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davisdietrich.blogspot.com/2008/05/davis-and-his-camera.html' title='Davis and His Camera'/><author><name>Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516589406183109972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SdEA4FY3lcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/13dMEDDBZPw/S220/P1020778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-kyfGe-r9QM/SCpEW0ZgkFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SSuuJjzRvSM/s72-c/2008_0509Davisshots0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
