<?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-4251580676202184427</id><updated>2012-01-15T15:03:54.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anderson standard time</title><subtitle type='html'>one stop shopping to stay updated with the in's and out's of the craziness that we call life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-8685318235787381817</id><published>2010-05-23T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:55:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW anderson family website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;I was accused recently, by my dear friend Joey, of being intentionally hard to follow online. He said that all of our information was spread out over so many places that he found it difficult to keep track of us...and as Hannah's godfather I guess he does reserve a certain right to know what we are up to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;That conversation made me begin to think of a way to pool all of our "information" in one place: a one stop shop to find what we are up to and the most recent pictures and videos of us and Hannah. The result of this is our new website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theandersonfamily.me/"&gt;www.theandersonfamily.me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;Turns out that it is relatively cheap to buy your own domain name (about $9 a year). This will give us one place, one website to bookmark and see what we are doing. Having our own domain name will give us the ability to update it as we need to and you the ability to have everything in one place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;So, this will be the last post on andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com. You will find the new blog attached to the website. Let us know if you have any questions or suggestions as we get used to updating the new site!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-8685318235787381817?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8685318235787381817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-anderson-family-website.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8685318235787381817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8685318235787381817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-anderson-family-website.html' title='NEW anderson family website!'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-1476424887382380723</id><published>2010-05-15T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:58:04.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4610271657_fa8e6854a6_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4610271657_fa8e6854a6_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today and yesterday, Amy and I were tasked with making Hannah smile and take a picture of it. This is a task that is easier said than done. While Hannah smiles a lot of the time and we know what things can make her smile. When we need for her to do it for a picture, she refuses. At least most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added an album to our flickr photo stream tonight that includes the best of the shots that we got from Hannah's photo shoot. We did end up getting some smiling pictures, but aside from that we also got some other really good ones. They do a really good job of showing her current range of emotions and abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have fully moved to start using flickr to keep our photos online. You can bookmark that site and check it when you like for updates. You can also see thumbnails of the most recent photos on the right of this page. When we update it, we will make sure and post a not here on the blog so that no one misses any pics of the cutest baby in our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On flickr when you are viewing the picture, you can click where it says "all sizes" and download your preferred size to use for printing, life size mock-ups, desktop wallpapers, or any other preferred shrine to Hannah. That way you can all add pictures to your collection as we put them on flickr...pretty sweet huh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I transition to a stay-at-home dad/worship leader/videographer/photographer for the summer, I am going to try and update the internets more often with pictures, videos, and various other updates of our exploits. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-1476424887382380723?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1476424887382380723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1476424887382380723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1476424887382380723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4610271657_fa8e6854a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-4727312279880451605</id><published>2010-05-09T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:29:16.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mother's day!</title><content type='html'>oh, how things can change in a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother's day 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eKb47hBQI/AAAAAAAAALY/DM_hag-mSz4/s1600/momday09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eKb47hBQI/AAAAAAAAALY/DM_hag-mSz4/s400/momday09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469492484207871234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother's day 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWp4887I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0jaMCKwBJrE/s1600/momda14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWp4887I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0jaMCKwBJrE/s400/momda14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469507787434030002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and yes, this is one of the only pictures I have with my daughter on mother's day. would it be nice to have a pretty shiny picture of us all dressed up? absolutely. but this is what it means to be a mom every day -- so it's perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear hannah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year ago today, I took a test that would forever change my life. it confirmed what we had been suspecting for a few days -- that you were growing inside me! oh, what a mother's day that was! I was SO excited to get that news, especially on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah, this year has been so crazy. somehow, you started off just a tiny little thing --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNpQVBTdI/AAAAAAAAALg/5imgGZ3fNCw/s1600/momday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNpQVBTdI/AAAAAAAAALg/5imgGZ3fNCw/s400/momday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496012362042834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-- and grew and grew, and on January 20th, we got to meet you for the first time in person. and every day since then, you have taught me more about myself than I ever thought possible. it has been a crazy ride so far, baby girl, and I can't wait for tomorrow and the months and years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNpxXPFPI/AAAAAAAAALo/LZ02_HeFOi8/s1600/momday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNpxXPFPI/AAAAAAAAALo/LZ02_HeFOi8/s400/momday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496021229704434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not going to lie. the first six weeks of mommyhood were not exactly a walk in the park. you were brand new in the world, so you didn't know what you wanted or needed any more than we did. we had our struggles and our hard days, and there were a lot of sleepless nights and LOUD evenings. but we had our share of happy times, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNqxwmIBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jMesJ5LvVuU/s1600/momday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eNqxwmIBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jMesJ5LvVuU/s400/momday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496038515941394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(although sometimes those happy times turned into scream fests)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN36MIxVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cez7ZBr5h9c/s1600/momday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN36MIxVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cez7ZBr5h9c/s400/momday5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496264117241170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of my favorite parts of the past three and a half months of being your mama has been seeing you be SO loved by our church community. from the very first day you came to church with us --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4MtE0wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yG4f2Xg5Xx8/s1600/momday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4MtE0wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yG4f2Xg5Xx8/s400/momday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496269087232770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-- the big kids have loved you and lined up to hold you! I swear, you are a celebrity baby the second we step foot on the church campus. but it all comes from love. and you deserve it! you are such a trooper, and you have been to more crazy places than any baby I have ever heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4cRz0lI/AAAAAAAAAMY/AVQgijnZ9ds/s1600/momday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4cRz0lI/AAAAAAAAAMY/AVQgijnZ9ds/s400/momday7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496273267839570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;basketball games, lacrosse games, softball games, school plays, talent shows, high school and junior high Sunday school, youth group nights at church, at home, and at the mall, and this weekend, your first church retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWOkQuvI/AAAAAAAAANA/XbIL10kAMwM/s1600/momda12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWOkQuvI/AAAAAAAAANA/XbIL10kAMwM/s400/momda12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469507780099488498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the way our lives work, we ask a lot of you, hannahbelle, and you always exceed our  expectations. you are the BEST baby, so easygoing and calm and happy. you make me smile and you are teaching me how to have joy in every moment. when you wake up in the morning, you give us the biggest, happiest smiles I have ever seen. you are just so happy to be alive, and it inspires me! I know it's probably weird to be learning life lessons from my infant daughter, but it's true. you are teaching me how to live the way that God wants me to live, and I am so grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4zJZTwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5iNPabXSBog/s1600/momday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN4zJZTwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5iNPabXSBog/s400/momday8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496279406563074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, oh baby, you have your dramatic moments too. you absolutely hate being burped, and you scream bloody murder like all the food in the world has disappeared when we take your bottle away for those few minutes. you have the most dramatic fake cough, and it makes me nervous for when you hit your teenage years that you're already trying to get our attention in crazy ways! you know exactly what you want most of the time, and we had just better give it to you! fortunately, we have found the one thing that will ALWAYS calm you down, no matter what: "imma be" by the black eyed peas. it's like magic! you love standing up, and playing on your playmat, and sitting on the couch with us while we try to entertain you with crazy faces. just like your daddy, you love all sorts of screens -- computer, tv, ipod -- and you also love watching the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN5cTUqrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qiEDRZnlKDc/s1600/momday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN5cTUqrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qiEDRZnlKDc/s400/momday9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496290454055602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWdvwCgI/AAAAAAAAANI/3jgnSL7_J_k/s1600/momda13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYWdvwCgI/AAAAAAAAANI/3jgnSL7_J_k/s400/momda13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469507784174209538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite things about being your mama is when we're in a big group of people who are passing you around. you usually do GREAT for quite a while -- smiling, laughing, talking, flirting with boys -- and then you hit a point when you realize you don't know anyone and you don't know where you are and you have a little meltdown. and all it takes for you to calm down is just to be in my arms. I don't do anything different than anybody else was doing -- you just know you're with me, so you calm down. oh hannah, that makes my heart so full of joy. I love knowing that you feel safe and loved with me. I love the days we get to spend together (even if about 4 o clock when dad comes home I need a little break from you!) and I love watching you experience and try new things. you are exactly what my life needed, and I didn't even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN-DXDHpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MLbmIpnqrXw/s1600/momday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eN-DXDHpI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MLbmIpnqrXw/s400/momday10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469496369658142354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hannahbelle, I promise that I will always love you and take care of you. I promise to be the kind of woman I want you to want to be -- strong, confident, loving, gentle, patient, passing on the grace that God has given me. okay, I can't really promise I will be all of those things all the time, but I will try. your smiles make every hard moment worth it. and every day I have with you is a gift. be whoever you are, baby girl. chase your dreams, pursue your passions, and know that me and your daddy and our God are right behind you, ready to encourage, support, and push you to be everything you were made for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(even if sometimes that means making you burp when you don't want to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYVkS1VGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1WyigH0q-sI/s1600/momda11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eYVkS1VGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1WyigH0q-sI/s400/momda11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469507768752100450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you more than I will ever be able to express, hannah. thank you for making me a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love forever,&lt;br /&gt;mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-4727312279880451605?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4727312279880451605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/4727312279880451605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/4727312279880451605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S-eKb47hBQI/AAAAAAAAALY/DM_hag-mSz4/s72-c/momday09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-2727591545136580845</id><published>2010-04-04T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:14:55.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S7lHjNVDDZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1LyN18mQoO0/s1600/hannaheasterwords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S7lHjNVDDZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1LyN18mQoO0/s400/hannaheasterwords.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456471093735001490" 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/4251580676202184427-2727591545136580845?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2727591545136580845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2727591545136580845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2727591545136580845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S7lHjNVDDZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1LyN18mQoO0/s72-c/hannaheasterwords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-47656700451739784</id><published>2010-03-30T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:36:03.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah's Baptism</title><content type='html'>Here is the video from Hannah's Baptism a few weeks ago...sorry for the delay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, New pics and a better quality version of this video have been added to &lt;a href="http://gallery.me.com/brianderson#gallery"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=b8273cc5db&amp;photo_id=4478429120"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=b8273cc5db&amp;photo_id=4478429120" height="300" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-47656700451739784?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/47656700451739784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hannahs-baptism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/47656700451739784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/47656700451739784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hannahs-baptism.html' title='Hannah&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-1409791926808941576</id><published>2010-02-21T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:09:47.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the many faces of miss hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have been working on a birth story post-- but it is long so it's taking a while! in the meantime, let me introduce you to the many faces of our crazy little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICSV640aI/AAAAAAAAALA/HUHPNs8xhKk/s1600-h/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICSV640aI/AAAAAAAAALA/HUHPNs8xhKk/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913813962019234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait... i am cold and ANGRY!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICShVwL9I/AAAAAAAAALI/Ue23v1Tw4hI/s1600-h/IMG_0434.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICShVwL9I/AAAAAAAAALI/Ue23v1Tw4hI/s400/IMG_0434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913817027489746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICRkKk3UI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wYxwxwuXPEM/s1600-h/IMG_0425.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICRkKk3UI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wYxwxwuXPEM/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913800606047554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one day i will pick my own nose. until then, thanks dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IB0jv-ikI/AAAAAAAAAKw/MH1eHv67sLM/s1600-h/IMG_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IB0jv-ikI/AAAAAAAAAKw/MH1eHv67sLM/s400/IMG_0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913302278277698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, my dad is a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IB0N42N-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/6G2Oci1dOZM/s1600-h/IMG_0423.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IB0N42N-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/6G2Oci1dOZM/s400/IMG_0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913296409901026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dumbo ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBzk4uoQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NFPGj4y92IM/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBzk4uoQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NFPGj4y92IM/s400/IMG_0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913285403549954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;welcome to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBzFbZRoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/op4v0cCM53U/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBzFbZRoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/op4v0cCM53U/s400/IMG_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913276959016578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GIVE ME WHATEVER I WANT RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IByrwb5JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rwxOPN2E0o8/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IByrwb5JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rwxOPN2E0o8/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913270067946642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sweet dreams&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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBas0MdvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ztmY7x6vqGw/s1600-h/IMG_0411.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBas0MdvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ztmY7x6vqGw/s400/IMG_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912858035287794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to wake up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBZz7GOfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JOz4CLeOeSM/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBZz7GOfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JOz4CLeOeSM/s400/IMG_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912842763418098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;concernicus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBZSOs1aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Zuk_A5up4cc/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBZSOs1aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Zuk_A5up4cc/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912833718834594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously trying to stay asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBY_hBSsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BaLH1_Wpzu4/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBY_hBSsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BaLH1_Wpzu4/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912828695399106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy sleepy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBYTUjD2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uOtgfbcjg5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4IBYTUjD2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uOtgfbcjg5Q/s400/IMG_0401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912816831926114" 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/4251580676202184427-1409791926808941576?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1409791926808941576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-faces-of-miss-hannah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1409791926808941576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1409791926808941576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-faces-of-miss-hannah.html' title='the many faces of miss hannah'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S4ICSV640aI/AAAAAAAAALA/HUHPNs8xhKk/s72-c/IMG_0430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-286453124038743312</id><published>2010-02-06T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:39:13.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life with a newborn is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rewarding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprisingly full of laughs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and also crying. sometimes hers, sometimes mine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frustrating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all about figuring things out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(then figuring things out again when the things you already figured out no longer apply)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;savoring sweet baby wake up time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surviving i-don't-want-to-sleep-but-i-need-to time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throwing any kind of routine out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eating lunch at 3 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changing diapers in a fast food booth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;becoming the center of attention at the grocery store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;changing 2 diapers at a time because she loves to pee in clean ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kissing little feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;snuggling up close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making up nicknames and silly songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking adventures to costco and target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really thankful to have a partner in all of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and sometimes a margarita)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so full of love we couldn't imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and always, always worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S241pOScXJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8SUEcgkxgNg/s400/lgho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435340782609128594" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-286453124038743312?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/286453124038743312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-with-newborn-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/286453124038743312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/286453124038743312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-with-newborn-is.html' title='life with a newborn is...'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S241pOScXJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8SUEcgkxgNg/s72-c/lgho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-5036212112521519509</id><published>2010-01-28T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:54:08.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week old!</title><content type='html'>yesterday our baby girl turned one week old! we can hardly believe how different this week has been than last week was! hannah is a great baby and is really taking it easy on us, for the most part. she is eating well, sleeping great, and loves riding in the car. she has already been out to eat breakfast and dinner and ice cream, and yesterday she had her first bath at home! this morning she experienced a VERY important milestone... her first trip to starbucks. 'our' baristas have been very interested in us throughout the pregnancy, and when we got there today, they said they figured we must have had the baby because we hadn't been there in a week and a half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are still in the process of collecting pictures from the grandmas' cameras because our battery died about 2 minutes after she was born (of course) and then we misplaced it for a day and a half as soon as we got home (i mean seriously!). but here are some highlights from the past few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn6rAmt5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NkY5nuba5po/s1600-h/thuglife.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn6rAmt5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NkY5nuba5po/s400/thuglife.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432018358237575058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home from the hospital in a pink velour jumpsuit that one of the girls in my small group gave her -- she was kind of swimming in it but it was too cute!! this is her gangsta look.&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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2JndD8SqyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_vS-xT1qOrA/s1600-h/daddy1.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2JndD8SqyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_vS-xT1qOrA/s400/daddy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432017849534294818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chilling at home with dad!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2JneWou4fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Kp7rDsZi890/s1600-h/gramps.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2JneWou4fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Kp7rDsZi890/s400/gramps.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432017871732400626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hanging out with gramps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jne3nXogI/AAAAAAAAAJA/d6q0bV1dmuU/s1600-h/jake.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jne3nXogI/AAAAAAAAAJA/d6q0bV1dmuU/s400/jake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432017880585052674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and uncle jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jndu1HeTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iTi-4zWsQNk/s1600-h/daddy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jndu1HeTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/iTi-4zWsQNk/s400/daddy2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432017861046925618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my dad is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn7NM1KdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WzvlbbH80zk/s1600-h/tinybaby1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn7NM1KdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WzvlbbH80zk/s400/tinybaby1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432018367415658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today she took a nap in her crib for the first time and she LOVED it! she was out cold for 2.5 hours... i can't even believe how tiny she looks in there! in the bottom left corner you can just barely see the awesome quilt my mom made-- we'll have to take more pictures with her so you can see the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn7qwN1iI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LlSRB-m73F0/s1600-h/tinybaby2.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/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn7qwN1iI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LlSRB-m73F0/s400/tinybaby2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432018375348704802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a picture for perspective... and a very special bear! my dad gave me that teddy bear when i was little, and it's time to pass it on to hannah! (okay seriously, i might be biased but isn't she just the cutest little munchkin?!)&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/4251580676202184427-5036212112521519509?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5036212112521519509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-week-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5036212112521519509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5036212112521519509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-week-old.html' title='one week old!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S2Jn6rAmt5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/NkY5nuba5po/s72-c/thuglife.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-32590512912376833</id><published>2010-01-25T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:19:11.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she is here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so sorry for the delay in posting... we have been a little busy with our new little bundle of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S152T_7YGnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G3TaFxw3H0I/s1600-h/IMG_5350-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S152T_7YGnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G3TaFxw3H0I/s400/IMG_5350-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430908286605466226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah kay anderson&lt;br /&gt;5:43 pm, wednesday, january 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;7 pounds, 5 ounces, 20.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S154jDenyHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Pi87C-rtbZE/s1600-h/IMG_5362-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S154jDenyHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Pi87C-rtbZE/s400/IMG_5362-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430910744279894130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is absolutely precious and we couldn't have asked for a better baby! last night we finally got our new parent hazing night and she was very fussy... but other than that, she pretty much only cries when she needs something, sleeps a whole lot, and eats great! (knock on wood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S155TD7YERI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mpBqgJq1cH8/s1600-h/IMG_5374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S155TD7YERI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mpBqgJq1cH8/s400/IMG_5374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430911569034219794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S156Fuea1FI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-4gNCA9LLB8/s1600-h/IMG_5405-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S156Fuea1FI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-4gNCA9LLB8/s400/IMG_5405-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430912439448949842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post the whole birth story later when i get a chance to sit down and really remember the details... the short version is, we were scheduled to be induced but she decided to come on her own time before they could call us in. epidurals are awesome. she also thought she knew a better way to come out than straight down, but eventually she got it figured out and came out to meet us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S155k_BBobI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ce_evUE_LUA/s1600-h/IMG_5380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S155k_BBobI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ce_evUE_LUA/s400/IMG_5380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430911876953383346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are both doing great, due in large part to having my mom here last week and brian's family here this week to help us out-- i'm not quite sure how the cooking and cleaning and having time to shower will happen once it's just the two of us, but i'm sure we'll figure it out! we are just totally in love and so happy to be hannah's parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S156b7PyYnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bz8DnoI5LTM/s1600-h/IMG_5407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S156b7PyYnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bz8DnoI5LTM/s400/IMG_5407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430912820834361970" 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/4251580676202184427-32590512912376833?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/32590512912376833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/32590512912376833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/32590512912376833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-is-here.html' title='she is here!!!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/S152T_7YGnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G3TaFxw3H0I/s72-c/IMG_5350-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-2881125661501266548</id><published>2010-01-20T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T10:32:35.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>game time.</title><content type='html'>As I write this I am sitting in the delivery room waiting to welcome our first child into the world. Amy is feeling good as the fantastic medications are helping her not feel pain and relax. Not quite the way she pictured this day going, in a good way! We are getting excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just came in a broke Amy's water! It shouldn't be long now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back later...we will try and post pictures here and on facebook after she is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-2881125661501266548?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2881125661501266548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/game-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2881125661501266548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2881125661501266548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/game-time.html' title='game time.'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-244178782425766658</id><published>2010-01-12T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:17:07.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby watch 2010</title><content type='html'>okay... this child needs to come already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the due date is over a week away... regardless, we are getting antsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This waiting patiently thing is not something that I do well. I sorta reminds me of our wedding day when I was in the grooms area and not allowed to leave because Amy was getting pictures around the church. I couldn't do anything to make it come quicker I just had to wait until game time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think about it, his situation is a bit different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are allegedly ways that you can make a baby decide to come sooner. This evening we will be trying as many of those as we know of... Here's what we have so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be &lt;i&gt;walking&lt;/i&gt; to a Mexican Restaurant nearby and &lt;i&gt;eating very spicy mexican food&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amy will be &lt;i&gt;walking up and down the stairs&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;until she gets tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she gets her energy back up she will &lt;i&gt;bounce on an exercise ball&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these don't work, I will be making &lt;a href="http://www.wchstv.com/gmarecipes/eggplantparmigian.shtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; recipe for dinner very soon for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any other ideas of way that we can get this baby to come??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**UPDATED**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a read of all of &lt;a href="http://www.scalinis.com/eggplant_parmigiana_babies.htm"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; success stories from the Scalina's website... I am making eggplant parm for dinner! We will just have to go for a walk around the block...&lt;a href="http://www.scalinis.com/Bambino.htm"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; the recipe on their website if you want to make it for yourself and join us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-244178782425766658?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/244178782425766658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-watch-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/244178782425766658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/244178782425766658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-watch-2010.html' title='baby watch 2010'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-6678202716698090657</id><published>2009-11-23T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:06:00.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a couple of funny pics to start our your week...&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/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/Swq_kLuE21I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZH-NCiNverY/s1600/pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/Swq_kLuE21I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZH-NCiNverY/s640/pumpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Now you know how pumpkin pies are made... (thanks to my dad for that pic in an email)&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;While "New Moon" was a good movie...it still didn't beat "The Dark Knight" in opening weekend numbers...&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/Swq_vxp2duI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SNT65XkwNXg/s1600/zz202a7f51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/Swq_vxp2duI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SNT65XkwNXg/s640/zz202a7f51.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-6678202716698090657?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6678202716698090657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-are-couple-of-funny-pics-to-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6678202716698090657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6678202716698090657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-are-couple-of-funny-pics-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/Swq_kLuE21I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZH-NCiNverY/s72-c/pumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-5067503333941255973</id><published>2009-11-21T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:20:06.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire Rene Shepard</title><content type='html'>Today we got to meet our friends newborn baby that was born on Friday. She was seriously the cutest little thing that I have ever seen. She is all wrinkly and cute and while she slept she snored with her mouth open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs060.snc3/14744_1274944120385_1433406697_30793562_499930_n.jpg" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" width="400" /&gt;It was a touch surreal knowing that we are going to have one of those things in a matter of months. The Shepards have been about 8 weeks ahead of us through Amy being pregnant. In fact one night at a Sun's game about 8 months ago, they told us that they were expecting Claire and we got to tell them that we might be expecting after we finished trying. Pretty cool the way the timing has worked out! I am sure once our little one is on the outside our girls will set aside some chill time together to drool, cry and, spit-up! None-the-less it was really cool to meet Claire on her second day alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time spent with a newborn made us want to practice our skillz this evening. So we used one of the cats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" height="666" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=188316582a&amp;amp;photo_id=4123325865"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=188316582a&amp;amp;photo_id=4123325865" height="666" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;"&gt;Fun times!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;"&gt;Hope all is well with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-5067503333941255973?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5067503333941255973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/claire-rene-shepard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5067503333941255973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5067503333941255973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/claire-rene-shepard.html' title='Claire Rene Shepard'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-3120186858027820670</id><published>2009-11-17T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:51:35.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no post...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here comes the ramblings about how we have been busy and haven't posted on the blog in a while ....blah, blah, blah... we've been busy.... anyway...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might have noticed a few changes here on the blog. We updated the layout to make it a bit cooler looking as well as added a cool visual of a bunch of pictures that are on our new "flickr" account! You can scroll your mouse over the visual and it will spin all crazy. Click on any picture and it will take you to that picture on out flickr page.... or you can just go check out our flickr page &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/44746023@N05/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy the pics! We will try to update them regularly as we can do it on the fly from the iphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also added to the side is a box showing my most recent twitter updates. Amy does not have hers on here because she has protected updates (meaning you have to follow her to see them) and those cannot be linked to the blog. So if you are itching to know what we/I am doing on a more urrent basis than the blog allows...there you have it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In baby news, the baby is growing and Amy wants it to come out now. While she realizes this would not be good for the baby, I think that she might be willing to try it... She could use some prayer when you think of it to help her feel more comfortable, mostly when she is sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise here at home we are spending our time tackling a large to-do list of things that we have been meaning to get done for a while. So far we have put down some grass in the backyard, painted furniture, bought and assembled a crib, and have organized tons of area that used to house clutter. It feels good to get things done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well with you! Look forward to more regular posting here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-3120186858027820670?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3120186858027820670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3120186858027820670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3120186858027820670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-post.html' title='long time no post...'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-6558713527275765816</id><published>2009-10-20T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:59:15.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby is getting big!</title><content type='html'>Our beautiful little bundle of joy now weighs nearly 3 lbs! She is kicking Amy all through the day (even sometimes so we can see it through the skin!). She has a large head and all signs point to an earlier delivery date than what was expected (Jan 21). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below you will see a couple of the pictures that we got of her today! She definately has her daddy's nose and her mouth is open showing signs that she gets some traits from her mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/20/763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/20/s_763.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/20/764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/10/20/s_764.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited for her to be here with us! We have a lot of things yet to do be fore that happens though! Each stage of this process is a bit more astounding than the last in the way that things just happen. In away though it all feels normal, like it is no big deal. Ask me again in 5 months if I say the same thing!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- post from iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-6558713527275765816?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6558713527275765816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-is-getting-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6558713527275765816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6558713527275765816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-is-getting-big.html' title='Baby is getting big!'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-3197693087187072287</id><published>2009-09-20T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:32:39.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's official-- i am 23 weeks as of today! according to normal statistics, our little girl is now measuring approximately 11 inches and weighs about a pound. she has come a long way from the size of a sprinkle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in celebration of 23 weeks, brian and i are going to combine forces to create a list of interesting pregnancy facts... there may be a tmi factor, we'll just have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. brian: everything is dialed up a notch. literally, every emotion is more intense. this has been... let's just say... interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. amy: this is related to #1 -- i get the giggles really easily. most of the time at things that are not that funny. this works out pretty well for brian's ego, because i'm usually laughing at him. example a: i literally almost peed my pants yesterday at kohl's when i made brian try on some ridiculous shorts. it was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. brian: less of our bed space is reserved for me. i've had to figure out how to be smaller when i sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. amy: you'll have to read into this one, because i am NOT spelling it out... i never thought i'd buy prune juice before age 70. but i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. brian: it's really hard to resist the temptation to eat like a pregnant lady. ps. i need to get to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;amy: it's really hard to resist the temptation to eat whatever i want. luckily, i have only had 2 real cravings: once for pizza rolls, once for hot pockets. (what a weird trend!) but being tired makes me not want to cook or eat healthy. and my doctor told me to watch it a little more at my last appointment! but since our real fall schedule has started, i have been a lot healthier. (although really, if i want ice cream i will have ice cream. i'll just have more work to do when she comes out!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. brian: it's really crazy to feel a baby kick inside someone else's belly! it's like there's an alien trying to escape from the inside. in a grand tradition of stubborn sauers (note from amy: i think it's MAYBE from both sides of our family... andersons hold their own!), this one is starting in the womb -- she won't let me feel her kick when i try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;amy: i have had to start parking in a different spot because between my big purse and my getting-bigger self, it was getting harder to squeeze between our neighbor's car and the column thing by our spot. so brian gets the covered spot now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. brian: who knew babies needed so much crap?? aren't they small when they come out? why do they need so much stuff??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. amy: it's crazy to me how excited people are about our baby. i had 7th grade boys mad at me because i forgot to announce that we found out that she's a girl. i can't tell you how many times a day somebody asks me how i'm feeling at church. saturday night was the hot pockets craving, and we were going over to hang out at some friends' house with some of our high school kids. i told 2 of our high school girls about the craving before we left because i knew they would think it was funny-- and they stopped at the store on the way and got me some! and even our starbucks barista told us we'd better bring her in as soon as she's born! it is so amazing to know how much our daughter is loved -- and she's not even here yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think that's all we've got for now. brian is in the middle of installing our bookshelves in the living room from the future nursery, i need to go upstairs and do some laundry, and the cowboys game is on. so a top 10 is all you get tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is flu shot day for me, and i think it's the first time i've ever had one. i'm not a big fan of shots, but i will be a big girl and take it. and i think we're going to institute a new policy for the high school/junior high kids and tell them if they even think they're getting sick, to stay away from me! we just can't be too careful with all the people we come in contact with during the week. have a wonderful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-3197693087187072287?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3197693087187072287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/09/23-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3197693087187072287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3197693087187072287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/09/23-weeks.html' title='23 weeks!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-8550649648561710738</id><published>2009-09-05T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:08:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New pic and it's a......</title><content type='html'>I just realized brian never posted any ultrasound pictures!!! Our utmost apologies... But here is our beautiful, healthy, BIG baby girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/933.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/05/s_933.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out those lips. They are either from Brian or Angelina Jolie. Right after the tech took this picture, she was trying to get a better angle so she poked my belly on the other side of where the baby was... And apparently we already have a very sassy little lady on our hands, because she flipped over and wouldn't show us her face the rest of the time! (but really, the sassiness is not surprising. Look at her lineage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I said she is big is because she's measuring about two weeks ahead of schedule. So either she's planning on coming early (yay!) or being huge (oh nooooo). I guess we'll find out soon enough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-8550649648561710738?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8550649648561710738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-pic-and-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8550649648561710738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8550649648561710738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-pic-and-it.html' title='New pic and it&amp;#39;s a......'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-5650476383449897955</id><published>2009-08-28T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:45:00.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kickity kickerson</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I really have meant to post more on here... so sorry about that! I think it's because my doctor is the most chill person I have ever met, so it has calmed me down  and I'm taking everything in stride! however, I have learned a few things this week that I would like to share with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when you live in north Scottsdale and belong to a fancy gym and go to work out there when you are 19 weeks pregnant, you will actually feel like a big fat fatty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) but then you will remember that you can eat ice cream and consider it one of your essential calcium servings of the day, so that will make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) junior high girls do not know when to stop talking. example: when I told one today that I was pregnant while at camp with her in early June (like 8 weeks along), she said, and I quote, "oh, you were pregnant then? I noticed your belly was round but I thought it was just from all the food we ate there." although let's be real, it probably was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) it's possible that Brian and I will be financially set for life once he or she (we find out Tuesday!!) signs as a kicker for the NFL. because tonight there are a lot of kicks going on! either it's a great kicker, or just excited for the weekend, or can't wait for Paula Deen's mac and cheese that is currently in the crockpot. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is your last chance.... do you think it's a boy or a girl?? cast your vote in the comments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-5650476383449897955?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5650476383449897955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/kickity-kickerson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5650476383449897955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5650476383449897955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/kickity-kickerson.html' title='kickity kickerson'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-8511890612425415303</id><published>2009-08-16T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:41:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bump!</title><content type='html'>Amy is growing a bump on her tummy now! Here is a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/08/16/837.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/08/16/s_837.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- post from iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-8511890612425415303?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8511890612425415303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-bump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8511890612425415303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8511890612425415303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-bump.html' title='Baby Bump!'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-2204066079432794561</id><published>2009-08-04T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:07:07.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the big day is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;september 1! that's the day we'll be finding out if we have a pink sprinkle or a blue sprinkle! or, as our friend kj's ultrasound tech put it a couple of months ago when they had their big ultrasound... "let's see if it's a hot dog or a bun!" :) we are very excited to have a day that we'll know and not have to wonder anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I mentioned how much I love my doctor? I love her. a lot. she is probably the most chill person I have ever met in my entire life. she is just so relaxed and makes me understand that everything is normal and perfectly fine! plus, she always has such interesting tidbits to share. one of the concerns we discussed today was that I've been having a ton of headaches recently. I have tried to tough them out, but almost always wind up taking tylenol because otherwise they just stick around. and now I know why! apparently between weeks 16 and 20 is when my blood supple is increasing really rapidly, and that combined with august in arizona makes it almost impossible to stay hydrated. ohhhhh! now it all makes sense! plus, she told me just to drink lots of fluids, take a tylenol, and have a little caffeine, which is exactly what I have been doing. other than that, today was a pretty basic appointment and things have been continuing to go great! OH, I was a little nervous about the weigh in because we were on vacation last week. but our nurse is also SUPER awesome, and we told her about how we went to eat at paula deen's restaurant (to which she responded, 'isn't that the lady with all the fried things and butter? YUM!') and it's possible she noted something on my chart, because the doctor didn't even say one thing about weight gain. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also got to hear the baby's heartbeat-- which NEVER gets any less miraculous! there were some weird noises on the doppler, which I wondered about until the doctor said that was the baby moving around and kicking! so crazy! this is quite the journey... and I can't wait to see what happens next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-2204066079432794561?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2204066079432794561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-day-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2204066079432794561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/2204066079432794561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-day-is.html' title='the big day is....'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-3225260182085071759</id><published>2009-07-19T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:38:28.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 2nd trimester!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, we have finally made it to a pretty pivotal point in pregnancy... the 2nd trimester!! it's kind of like a miracle... I have been feeling better for the past few weeks as far as food things go, but I've still been SO tired. like go to bed early, take a nap every day, and still feel exhausted tired. but this past week (even considering spending my mornings at VBS with 1000+ children) I haven't even taken a nap every day! and this weekend, we even cleaned the house and I did laundry and then today-- get this-- I WENT TO THE GYM! it's really nice to start having some of my energy back! I feel like I am actually a productive member of society (or at least our house) and I'm not just surviving every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another big pregnancy milestone this week that I was not so excited about. I spent most of the week either wearing yoga pants, or stuffed into some other pants and wishing I was wearing yoga pants... so I had to bite the bullet and get some maternity pants. I was seriously dreading it! I don't know why, but I just felt like I shouldn't need them at this point and they would not be cute at all. however, I will eat those words, because they are AWESOME! I got a pair of bermuda shorts at target (actually 2, but I have to go exchange them because the size was mislabeled) and some awesome jeans at old navy! not only are they SUPER cute, but I can actually breathe during the day, which is kind of a bonus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's about all that's up with me and sprinkle here at week 14! we probably should have taken another picture for this week, but we forgot, and now I'm all gross from working out... so we'll try and remember tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end on a happy note, one last thing I discovered this week... spaghettios are FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-3225260182085071759?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3225260182085071759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-2nd-trimester.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3225260182085071759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/3225260182085071759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-2nd-trimester.html' title='happy 2nd trimester!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-7117039070860199137</id><published>2009-07-09T23:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:46:20.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plum</title><content type='html'>Okay...so we have been a touch busy, and have forgotten to write about how Sprinkle and Amy are doing!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sprinkle is the working name that we are using to talk about the baby and not say "it," "that thing," or "the alien growing inside my wife"...Sprinkle feels more personal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, we are waiting to announce the name until after the baby is here and in the flesh because there are too many people in our lives that would have good ideas to share with us, after they heard the names that we chose. While we love our friends and family, we feel like our future child should only have us to blame for being named after an American Gladiator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have come to the name Sprinkle because we read at one point that it was about that size. Our 2 year old friend Abigail does not approve of this name due to the fact that it is not a "people name." Either way we will continue to use Sprinkle until further notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy has not been feeling as well the last couple of weeks. She got a bit of a cold after our adventure to California with 162 high school students and has been getting bad headaches off and on. All in all though, she is taking it pretty well. I think that if there were a person growing inside me that was causing me that annoyance, I might just ask it to find a new place to grow. Hopefully, as the peeps at the doctors office have suggested, we are coming upon a time in the pregnancy when Sprinkle will allow Amy to live without pain for a few weeks. I called it "The calm before the storm," and the nurse agreed that was a good name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still a bunch of weeks from finding out if it will be a boy or a girl. I am just praying that it won't be a hermaphrodite, I don't want to have the responsibility of having to choose if the room will be pink or blue... Once we do find out though we will be sure to let you know what color will dominate our house for a while. There are big bets riding on this one! so pick your teams in the poll on the right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of Amy taken recently at about 12 weeks....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SlbhsW8rw1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/PXtB_t4ZeTE/s1600-h/Photo+487.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SlbhsW8rw1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/PXtB_t4ZeTE/s320/Photo+487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356716958994383698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she isn't showing yet I think, she says she hates this picture and felt "huge" when it was taken. I told her she looked as beautiful as ever and there was nothing to be worried about. (I am an AWESOME husband!!) I wasn't even lying! Either way, we will continue posting pictures of Amy as Sprinkle gets bigger. Currently he/she/it is about the size of a plum and quickly moving up the scale to other fruits! Hopefully watermelon is out of the question! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life goes on at the baby factory! Hope all is well with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-7117039070860199137?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7117039070860199137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/07/plum.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/7117039070860199137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/7117039070860199137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/07/plum.html' title='plum'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SlbhsW8rw1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/PXtB_t4ZeTE/s72-c/Photo+487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-5019947502323751354</id><published>2009-06-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:00:08.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby LOVES to dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got to see the little alien that is growing inside Amy today!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are calling it sprinkle for the time being...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a about an inch long and loves to dance - as you will see on the video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(it is looped over a bunch of times...in case you find yourself watching to the end and wondering...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SjmPv6tYhvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OXEfXl0CWlU/s1600-h/AMY_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SjmPv6tYhvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OXEfXl0CWlU/s400/AMY_4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348464085855405810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5019947502323751354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-loves-to-dance.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5019947502323751354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/5019947502323751354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-loves-to-dance.html' title='Baby LOVES to dance!'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SjmPv6tYhvI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OXEfXl0CWlU/s72-c/AMY_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-8538711791701732355</id><published>2009-06-14T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:18:29.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIG NEWS! today, I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;got out of bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;put real clothes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went out to lunch with real people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(took a nap, because i am still pregnant)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to the grocery store&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooked dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaned up our bedroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i'm about to do a load of laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DO YOU SEE HOW PRODUCTIVE THAT IS??? considering that yesterday, I literally laid in bed all day, until I HAD to get up to go to a junior high event I had planned. I was out of the house for approximately 3 hours, and I had to go to bed immediately upon returning home... at like 9:15. it is ridiculous how tired I get by doing nothing. however, I would like to mention the two other things on my to-do list at all times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;manufacture human inside my body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;develop placenta to feed said human&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so let's just say... I have been a little busy! oh yeah, and besides all that, I spent sunday-thursday last week up at camp with 75 8th grade students. somehow just typing that makes me need another nap! camp was pretty good though. it was absolutely miraculous and God moved in ridiculous ways. I think the tough thing for me was to feel like I couldn't give 100% to the kids. usually on these trips, there is 'youth pastor amy' and 'real person amy'. and real person amy takes a BIG backseat whenever the two clash. but that just really couldn't happen this year. I'm really looking forward to the last -- well, two days -- of the high school summer trip, after we tell the kids. I feel like I'm just not being myself and I can't even tell them why! and it's totally fine and absolutely worth it... it'll just be easier when I don't have to hide it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week we're looking forward to the ultrasound on wednesday! we'll actually get to see the little future anderson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that note, I'll leave you to guess what I'm going to do next. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-8538711791701732355?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8538711791701732355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8538711791701732355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8538711791701732355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-news.html' title='breaking news'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-1469449821800257394</id><published>2009-06-01T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:02:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks...a touch belated</title><content type='html'>So I was supposed to have written on this blog several weeks ago, but with the end of school and the craziness that was all wrapped up in that and finding a job...the blog got put on the back burner....but now I am back...and better than ever...with a fresh year of paychecks promised to me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, pregnancy is not really what I would have expected...I am not tired at all, the food aversions really haven't set in, I am losing weight instead of gaining, and I haven't had to stop drinking beer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy is a different story...she is sleeping more than the cats, loving a particular food one day only to gag at the idea of that same food the next, seriously she is sleeping A LOT, some times after I have committed any action that might be perceived as out-of-line...she says things like "you really don't want to anger it!" while pointing at her midsection, and did I mention that she is ALWAYS ASLEEP!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really though, through all of the suffering that our little one is already causing her, Amy is taking it really well. I literally think almost every day that it is good that women have the babies, because I am honestly not sure that I would be able to make it through. That is not a joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lizard shaped human being that is growing inside my wife is now the size of a sprinkle that would go on top of a cupcake. We are hoping that the brain is already HUGE and that the heart is beating strong! Coming here in a few of weeks, we are hoping to hear the heart beat! Then we can be sure that it is a human an not a lizard! If it is actually a lizard, then Amy has A LOT of explaining to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look forward to more updates as the weeks role by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-1469449821800257394?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1469449821800257394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-weeksa-touch-belated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1469449821800257394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/1469449821800257394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-weeksa-touch-belated.html' title='6 weeks...a touch belated'/><author><name>Brian Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447143582765806222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Na7LWGFKe2Y/SwjVitSP-aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/A0LRivn9en0/s1600-R/16231_10100153282372774_8304288_59319017_7512337_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-8065374457238863318</id><published>2009-05-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:13:00.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doctor's appointment #1!</title><content type='html'>I had my first doctor's appointment today! I didn't expect this, but it made it all feel really REAL. not that it wasn't before, but now I am officially on paperwork in my file pregnant! because I went in for a checkup/preconception visit in december, there really wasn't a whole lot to do during this appointment. mostly I just updated all of my paperwork, and filled out all the additional 'you're pregnant!' paperwork, peed in a cup, and got to meet my doctor and ask her all my questions. she is seriously the most laid back person I have ever met, which I forsee being really helpful about 9 months from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that! one thing she did give me was my for reals due date: &lt;strong&gt;January 21, 2010.&lt;/strong&gt; of course, that could still change, and the chances of me delivering on that day are really slim, but for now, that's the target day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to schedule our first ultrasound and my next appointment. they don't do an ultrasound until at least 7 weeks so that you can actually see something (and hear the heartbeat!!), which I appreciate! if I am remembering correctly, the ultrasound appointment is Wednesday, June 17th and my next appointment with the doctor is Tuesday, June 30th. crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, what questions did I get answered? I asked about travel in July and October, and she said I should be absolutely fine. I asked about exercise restrictions (although I have been WAY too exhausted to go to the gym for all but 2 days since I got the positive test) and I just have to keep everything to a moderate intensity level. she gave me some stuff to read and a gift bag full of samples (good thing I have a whole bottle of infant formula now. I'm sure that will really come in handy in the very near future... or not) -- the coolest thing was that the gift bag was in a real diaper bag! the funniest part of the appointment was after we had already talked about how I'm a youth pastor and how Brian and I met and got married... she said: "it's routine procedure to do an HIV test on pregnant women, so we'll do that whenever we need to do blood work for something else... I assume you're pretty low risk for that?" yeah, that's probably a safe assumption. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things are progressing normally! I usually feel a little icky after having breakfast, and last night we went out to eat and I overate a little bit and felt GROSS, but I haven't puked yet and here's hoping I don't! on that front, if you feel like praying that my morning sickness definitely stays away in June, I would really appreciate it -- I have both Confirmation camp for 4 days and our high school summer trip for 8 days, and it would be really hard/frustrating/not very easy to hide if I have to go throw up every day on those trips. thanks in advance and have a GREAT 3-day weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-8065374457238863318?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8065374457238863318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/doctors-appointment-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8065374457238863318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/8065374457238863318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/doctors-appointment-1.html' title='doctor&apos;s appointment #1!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-9117421059201010142</id><published>2009-05-20T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:10:26.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things I didn't know about being pregnant, part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I DIDN’T KNOW MY TEMPERATURE WOULD RISE TO TWELVE THOUSAND DEGREES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently the hormones that make for a healthy pregnancy also make me become a furnace. Literally, Brian has hugged me and jumped away for fear of being burned. However,, he is not complaining, because our annual summer what-temperature-do-we-set-the-air-conditioning-at debate and negotiation has been postponed indefinitely… I’M asking HIM to turn it down. Trust me, this has never happened before. In fact, I have always been the girl who is constantly cold. My family used to make fun of me for using a blanket in the summertime. I live in Arizona and I still wear a cardigan almost every day, just in case I get cold. I don’t even know how to handle this new-found heat, because it’s always been a non-issue in my life! Let’s just say… I’m a little less excited about the 100+++ degree summer this year. On a positive note, it has forced me to become resourceful. In our office building, the air conditioning controls are in one office way down the hall from mine. And the air has to travel through about 5 offices before it comes to me, so my office is usually pretty warm. Generally? Not a problem. This year? I feel like I’m melting. But I just found this clip-on fan that I clipped to my keyboard shelf/drawer/thing and it is pointed right at me whenever I’m sitting at my desk. Jesus has had mercy on me, and his mercy came in the form of a 9 dollar clip fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely something I did NOT know about pregnancy before I experienced it—and I’m sure there will be many more fun surprises to come! But I’ll take them all and more – I’m pretty sure the end result will be worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-9117421059201010142?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/9117421059201010142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-didnt-know-about-being.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/9117421059201010142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/9117421059201010142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-didnt-know-about-being.html' title='things I didn&apos;t know about being pregnant, part 1'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4251580676202184427.post-6595642654718439422</id><published>2009-05-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:02:11.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mother's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;today i got the craziest, most amazing gift for mother's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i found out i'm going to be a mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;can you believe it? it's crazy! we literally just found out today... mostly. i took a test on friday that had a faint positive line... and then we went away for the weekend with 80 high school kids. good timing, right? we got home today and i took a digital test (no questions there!) and it said YES! it's so early that normally, we probably wouldn't have told anyone today-- but it's mother's day for goodness sakes, so we had to call our moms to tell them they'd be grandmas! it was a really wonderful day, and so fun to see their reactions. luckily, we used screen capture software and called them using the webcam, so maybe one day YOU will get to see their reactions too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;even though we had been praying and trying for this, it still seems like such a surprise. even more than that-- it is a miracle. literally. i have been thinking so much about that this weekend. God has worked in so many different ways in my life; He has pulled together circumstances in ways that don't make sense unless you know He's been working behind the scenes. but this-- this is something ONLY God could accomplish. when i think about the amazing things that have been happening without us even knowing about it, i am so overwhelmed with gratitude. i am really looking forward to taking this journey and seeing what is yet to come! and most of all, i can't wait to meet this little person in january.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;thank you in advance for being excited for us, for praying for us, and supporting us in countless big and little ways. we know that our baby will be SO blessed to have tons of people to show him/her (oh believe me, we've already picked sides on THAT front!) love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;it's going to be a crazy year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4251580676202184427-6595642654718439422?l=andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6595642654718439422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6595642654718439422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4251580676202184427/posts/default/6595642654718439422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersonstandardtime.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Amy Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02821084384502197730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Cx9UFTF1Sk/SR3uXfvTCII/AAAAAAAAAGM/_jfPEPM6kQc/S220/amy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
