<?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-3033690807461317674</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:50:01.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleanor, Gee I Think You're Swell...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-5342129409257840060</id><published>2009-09-17T09:05:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:12:26.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Major League Eating contest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last weekend Mom and Dad took me to my first Major League Eating event - the La Costena "Feel the Heat" jalapeno eating contest.  I got to meet all of the starts of competitive eating including the great Patrick Bertoletti - the #2 ranked competitive eater in the world and one of the most exciting athletes in all of sports.  I got so nervous for our photo, that I started to cry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382440070124023378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJEufSSLlI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Lj4JAX9fkvM/s320/pat1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Later, I settled down. Here I am going over some last minute strategy with Patrick...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s1600-h/pat2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382439176907282002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJD6fy0VlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aM70aOWkTsg/s320/pat2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got the meet the legendary Sonya "The Black Widow" Thomas. She is the greatest female eater of all time and currently ranked #6 in the world.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDuPjtIbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_hi5CpJTFPw/s1600-h/sonya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382438966390497714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDuPjtIbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_hi5CpJTFPw/s320/sonya.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Dad and I with George Shea, the founder of the International Federation of Competitive Eating. He was busy setting up, but stopped to spend a moment with one of the MLE's youngest fans. He even went and grabbed his trademark hat for our photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDghBKhOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-kSXByzKzNI/s1600-h/george.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382438730559292642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDghBKhOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-kSXByzKzNI/s320/george.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new family portrait! The LeMaistre family posing in front of the stage right before the action started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDSrvH1LI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6yrBYKhOEMU/s1600-h/mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382438492918240434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJDSrvH1LI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6yrBYKhOEMU/s320/mom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What?!?! Here I am reacting to the news that there was a tie in regulation and we would be witnessing a 1 minute overtime eat-off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJCby1Ic3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/q-R_PxO9ycw/s1600-h/tie%3F.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382437549929689970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJCby1Ic3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/q-R_PxO9ycw/s320/tie%3F.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the end of it all, Sonya Thomas upset our hometown hero Patrick Bertoletti. Still, it was an exciting afternoon and one I won't soon forget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-5342129409257840060?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/5342129409257840060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=5342129409257840060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5342129409257840060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5342129409257840060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-major-league-eating-contest.html' title='My first Major League Eating contest!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SrJEufSSLlI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Lj4JAX9fkvM/s72-c/pat1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-3888366338492564798</id><published>2009-07-28T16:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:34:59.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had my very first haircut on Sunday...not scary at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9ruN-llQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VRU6yCVZ1eI/s1600-h/haircut+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624122991875330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9ruN-llQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VRU6yCVZ1eI/s320/haircut+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sat very still and I didn't cry once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rqZlrLII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p2QarkVzWYk/s1600-h/haircut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363624057389132930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rqZlrLII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p2QarkVzWYk/s320/haircut2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to drive this fancy red car while Miss Anastasia cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rlHsuX3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZbhdLi82Tfs/s1600-h/haircut3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363623966687518578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rlHsuX3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZbhdLi82Tfs/s320/haircut3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carlos got to drive a car too.  His was a police car, so we called him Officer Carlos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rfLxsCbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yzYJCeUZKQQ/s1600-h/officer+carlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363623864702863794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rfLxsCbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yzYJCeUZKQQ/s320/officer+carlos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so good, that I got to have my very first lollipop too!  Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rXQEHFBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EHJODl8VfT4/s1600-h/haircut4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363623728414921746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9rXQEHFBI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EHJODl8VfT4/s320/haircut4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-3888366338492564798?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/3888366338492564798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=3888366338492564798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3888366338492564798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3888366338492564798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-haircut.html' title='My first haircut!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sm9ruN-llQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VRU6yCVZ1eI/s72-c/haircut+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-5015886026357767789</id><published>2009-06-20T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:59:53.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos the Bunny meets Bun E. Carlos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As many of you may know, I have a stuffed bunny that I sleep with.  His name is Carlos.  My Dad named him after Bun E. Carlos, the legendary drummer in Cheap Trick.  Today we went to the Taste of Randolph Street Festival and I got to meet Bun E. Carlos!  Here we all are...from right to left...Me, Carlos the Bunny, Dad and Bun E. Carlos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sj2b731W_jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0RNSYlz7BJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sj2b731W_jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0RNSYlz7BJ4/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349603385288359474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also got to see The Posies perform their album "Frosting on the Beater" in it's entirety and a little bit of Urge Overkill.  It was quite the power-pop day for me!&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/3033690807461317674-5015886026357767789?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/5015886026357767789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=5015886026357767789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5015886026357767789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5015886026357767789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/06/carlos-bunny-meets-bun-e-carlos.html' title='Carlos the Bunny meets Bun E. Carlos'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sj2b731W_jI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0RNSYlz7BJ4/s72-c/DSC_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6138223602440464397</id><published>2009-06-18T23:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:20:20.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Santa Claus, Then The Easter Bunny, Now Chris Mills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to Schubas last week with Mom, Dad and Uncle Jay to see Chris Mills.   Chris is one of our very favorite songwriters.  His songs "I Wish I Was A Bomb" and "Chris Mills Is Living The Dream" are two of my favorite lullabies that Dad sings for me.  The show was too late for me, but Chris was nice enough to invite me to soundcheck.  Here, Chris plays guitar while I do some dancing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPpakXB7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ChgH200bJaM/s1600-h/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPpakXB7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ChgH200bJaM/s320/DSC_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348886186613475250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time, until it was time for me to get my picture taken with Chris...&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/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPf4uMjEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2O3zcL70kKw/s1600-h/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPf4uMjEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2O3zcL70kKw/s320/DSC_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348886022909103170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Santa Claus and The Easter Bunny all over again.  Chris was a really great sport about it and really, he's in some pretty great company now.&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/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPRsasygI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OuoLTuRhqSQ/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPRsasygI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OuoLTuRhqSQ/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348885779087936002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where did it all go wrong?  Later, when the cameras were put away, I did some more dancing and even got to play Chris' guitar with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPFXi5MMI/AAAAAAAAAVA/MFM8RR0VUb0/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPFXi5MMI/AAAAAAAAAVA/MFM8RR0VUb0/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348885567326728386" 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/3033690807461317674-6138223602440464397?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6138223602440464397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6138223602440464397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6138223602440464397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6138223602440464397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-santa-claus-then-easter-bunny-now.html' title='First Santa Claus, Then The Easter Bunny, Now Chris Mills'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SjsPpakXB7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ChgH200bJaM/s72-c/DSC_0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-3635547456640877240</id><published>2009-04-12T09:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:03:49.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Easter everybody!  I went to visit the Easter Bunny yesterday.  I liked him a little better than Santa, but I still didn't want to get too close.  Mommy agreed to sit with us for the picture and I was okay with that.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SeIAlSjlYEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qL_ViGgq-QQ/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SeIAlSjlYEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qL_ViGgq-QQ/s320/bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323818350141595714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our own "photo shoot" at home and Mom and Dad tried to dress ME as the Easter Bunny!  This photo was taken a second before I ripped off those silly ears for the hundredth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SeIAaa1CzYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/w2ogBY9NqZ0/s1600-h/flowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SeIAaa1CzYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/w2ogBY9NqZ0/s320/flowers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323818163383750018" 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/3033690807461317674-3635547456640877240?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/3635547456640877240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=3635547456640877240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3635547456640877240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3635547456640877240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SeIAlSjlYEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qL_ViGgq-QQ/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-2049347014730919280</id><published>2009-04-06T23:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:32:27.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy Me Some Peanuts and Cracker Jacks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night we had a snow storm, and today it's baseball season.  Luckily, the Cubs were on the road in Houston.  Dad and I suited up in our Cubbie blue to take in the game.  Cubs win! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SdrUVmyyNhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VkuzYKuBthQ/s1600-h/cubs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SdrUVmyyNhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VkuzYKuBthQ/s320/cubs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321799377347556882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cubs 4, Astros 2 - I know it's only one game, but I think this could be our year!&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/3033690807461317674-2049347014730919280?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/2049347014730919280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=2049347014730919280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2049347014730919280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2049347014730919280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/04/buy-me-some-peanuts-and-cracker-jacks.html' title='Buy Me Some Peanuts and Cracker Jacks...'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SdrUVmyyNhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VkuzYKuBthQ/s72-c/cubs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-1676032253071879254</id><published>2009-03-15T21:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:32:32.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste Of Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our friend Jen was in town last week.  She's the tour accountant for something called "A Taste Of Chaos", though it didn't really seem that chaotic to me.  Here I am taking a call on the radio.  "Go for Eleanor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb23GqGez1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q7ddkPeiWxE/s1600-h/radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb23GqGez1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q7ddkPeiWxE/s320/radio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313604460375625554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostly, we hung out on the tour bus (much quieter there).  Here, Jen is showing me her bunk.&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/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb229cZqf9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ZJW8MSC2Rd4/s1600-h/bunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb229cZqf9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ZJW8MSC2Rd4/s320/bunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313604302079164370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am hanging with Mom and discovering that there are mirrors on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb221RB9hFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DCvZ7AafaPA/s1600-h/lookup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb221RB9hFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DCvZ7AafaPA/s320/lookup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313604161588003922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here, Dad gives me a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb22s2XQrOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4SP0UemwoQA/s1600-h/lion+king.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb22s2XQrOI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4SP0UemwoQA/s320/lion+king.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313604016990629090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-1676032253071879254?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/1676032253071879254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=1676032253071879254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1676032253071879254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1676032253071879254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/03/taste-of-chaos.html' title='A Taste Of Chaos'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/Sb23GqGez1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q7ddkPeiWxE/s72-c/radio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-7671558492032398904</id><published>2009-02-22T21:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:20:15.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I celebrated my very 1st birthday on February 7th.  Can you believe it?  1 year old already. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbloKZhLI/AAAAAAAAATw/kV6K_02g4I4/s1600-h/cake1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305833644246009010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbloKZhLI/AAAAAAAAATw/kV6K_02g4I4/s320/cake1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a party at our house and all my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins came over.  There were signs and balloons and even my high chair was decorated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbhM-h2II/AAAAAAAAATo/nK58yL3_z18/s1600-h/cake2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305833568228989058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbhM-h2II/AAAAAAAAATo/nK58yL3_z18/s320/cake2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got my own birthday cake - just for me!  I like chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbaq-TeNI/AAAAAAAAATg/ilsNzDEmm_8/s1600-h/cake3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305833456022026450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbaq-TeNI/AAAAAAAAATg/ilsNzDEmm_8/s320/cake3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with all my cousins - Nicholas, Lauren and Zachary.  Check out my pretty dress.  It says "Birthday Princess". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbVTH6YrI/AAAAAAAAATY/Iiuxo_Fb_Y0/s1600-h/cousins"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305833363720528562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbVTH6YrI/AAAAAAAAATY/Iiuxo_Fb_Y0/s320/cousins" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got presents too - lots of pretty clothes, a purse, some books and a Fancy Nancy doll!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-7671558492032398904?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/7671558492032398904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=7671558492032398904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/7671558492032398904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/7671558492032398904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SaIbloKZhLI/AAAAAAAAATw/kV6K_02g4I4/s72-c/cake1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-1302466068048820886</id><published>2009-01-31T10:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:19:11.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Encased Meats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recently made my first visit to Hot Doug's, "The Sausage Superstore", a Chicago institution and one of my Dad's favorite places.  Aunt Angie took this shot of Dad and I standing out front. (Yes, that is a line out the door.  Yes, there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;a line out the door.)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYSALpxZ5rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Bo4Rn7RPDG8/s1600-h/doug%27s+sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYSALpxZ5rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Bo4Rn7RPDG8/s320/doug%27s+sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297499999374534322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once inside, I got to meet Hot Doug himself and Dad showed me the sign on the wall that declares "There are no two finer words in the English language than 'encased meats', my friend." (I think Dad has a t-shirt that says the same thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYR_9vz13BI/AAAAAAAAATI/oONp2N43XBc/s1600-h/doug+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYR_9vz13BI/AAAAAAAAATI/oONp2N43XBc/s320/doug+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297499760477199378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is no typical hot dog joint as evidenced by the long lines, the NY Times culinary section feature and a number of Food Network and Travel Channel tv appearances.  Here, my big cousin Nicholas is breaking up some pieces of Doug's special "duck fat fries" for me to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYR_weleNiI/AAAAAAAAATA/26XQtVjMu28/s1600-h/doug+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYR_weleNiI/AAAAAAAAATA/26XQtVjMu28/s320/doug+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297499532515227170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you notice that Nicholas, Lauren and I were all wearing our new Run-DMC t-shirts?  We did that to celebrate the announcement that Run-DMC will be inducted in to the Rock &amp;amp; Roll Hall of Fame on April 4th.  Dad is threatening a road trip to Cleveland...&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/3033690807461317674-1302466068048820886?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/1302466068048820886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=1302466068048820886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1302466068048820886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1302466068048820886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/01/encased-meats.html' title='Encased Meats'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SYSALpxZ5rI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Bo4Rn7RPDG8/s72-c/doug%27s+sign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-1067545396285812514</id><published>2009-01-15T17:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:38:48.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!  Sorry it's been so long since my last blog.  2009 has been a very busy year, so far.  Last month I celebrated my first Christmas.  It was great.  Here I am "decorating" the tree.  Isn't my dress pretty?&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/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_GmTVBjTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EU1Fe4nEPSI/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_GmTVBjTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EU1Fe4nEPSI/s320/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291666448509406514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one thing I didn't love about Christmas is this Santa Claus character. &lt;br /&gt;Very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_GhlGyDvI/AAAAAAAAARs/4WraDAEM4wE/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_GhlGyDvI/AAAAAAAAARs/4WraDAEM4wE/s320/santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291666367382163186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to spend a bunch of time with my family and I got lots of great presents too!  Baby dolls, a tricycle, a Notre Dame cheerleaders uniform and lots more.  The wrapping paper and empty boxes were really fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_FWH-XdDI/AAAAAAAAARU/AfNonx20zFk/s1600-h/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_FWH-XdDI/AAAAAAAAARU/AfNonx20zFk/s320/snowman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291665071072048178" 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/3033690807461317674-1067545396285812514?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/1067545396285812514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=1067545396285812514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1067545396285812514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1067545396285812514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2009/01/babys-first-christmas.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SW_GmTVBjTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EU1Fe4nEPSI/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-8508973737787893974</id><published>2008-12-12T15:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:42:54.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recently celebrated my first Thanksgiving.  What a great holiday - family, eating, football, napping.  I loved it!  We started the day at Oma and Oda's house for breakfast.  Here we are - all dressed in purple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULYBy40lZI/AAAAAAAAARM/P9q1jFbExk8/s1600-h/bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279019238583211410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULYBy40lZI/AAAAAAAAARM/P9q1jFbExk8/s320/bfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next it was off to Mem and Pep's.  I got a new bow for my hair from Mem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULX9LszcdI/AAAAAAAAARE/oJ91NlMH68E/s1600-h/thanks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279019159344345554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULX9LszcdI/AAAAAAAAARE/oJ91NlMH68E/s320/thanks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ate mashed potatoes and carrots &amp;amp; turnips.  Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULX4fhv_vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kj5HpCLslEg/s1600-h/thanks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279019078767345394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULX4fhv_vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kj5HpCLslEg/s320/thanks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, we bundled up and headed out for the Thanksgiving parade.  Here I am with Mem waiting for the parade to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULXwzD8NII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/x-lNxlTikAM/s1600-h/parade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279018946572072066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULXwzD8NII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/x-lNxlTikAM/s320/parade2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saw firetrucks, Benny The Bull and Gina Glocksen from American Idol.  I fell asleep before Santa came by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULXqk8MH3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/bEL0Ly6kHSg/s1600-h/parade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279018839702249330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULXqk8MH3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/bEL0Ly6kHSg/s320/parade1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-8508973737787893974?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/8508973737787893974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=8508973737787893974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8508973737787893974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8508973737787893974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/12/babys-first-thanksgiving.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SULYBy40lZI/AAAAAAAAARM/P9q1jFbExk8/s72-c/bfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-4722794001442008921</id><published>2008-11-10T16:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:04:39.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a great week for America &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; what a great week for Chicago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5V3rGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DRLO2LJi-ZU/s1600-h/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163549582892338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5V3rGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DRLO2LJi-ZU/s320/hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week we elected a new president and he lives in the same city as me! Mom and Dad got up early last Tuesday to go vote and I got to go with them. I wore my Obama Baby t-shirt! Here we are on our way to the polls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5Qh6lUAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9vq8jq0Qka8/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163457842925570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5Qh6lUAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9vq8jq0Qka8/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later, we gathered with friends to anxiously await the results. Here I am with Mom and our friend Jen in their matching Blue State t-shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163367421305042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5LREY4NI/AAAAAAAAAQU/V-rMFm8AoK0/s320/bluestate.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just a few hours later, the results were revealed...a landslide win for Obama! The champagne flowed as we watched our beautiful city become the center of the world. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5FmHYeOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DqbGT8ofpoE/s1600-h/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267163269991790818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5FmHYeOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DqbGT8ofpoE/s320/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-4722794001442008921?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/4722794001442008921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=4722794001442008921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4722794001442008921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4722794001442008921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/11/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRi5V3rGHTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DRLO2LJi-ZU/s72-c/hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6019430371596475632</id><published>2008-11-05T17:44:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:04:18.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCKtober</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow - I can't believe October has come and gone. What a blur.  It was an awful month for us Cubs fans, but other than that it was pretty great.  It started off with the celebration of my Aunt Beth's wedding on October 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Here I am with Dad getting the last minute details of my flower girl duties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw9rg6M0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/HvnOIjRwjmo/s1600-h/flowergirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324750560441154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw9rg6M0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/HvnOIjRwjmo/s320/flowergirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here we are outside the church. Isn't my mommy beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw4znTp-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/6xXNdPzFe7E/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324666835412962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw4znTp-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/6xXNdPzFe7E/s320/church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had some more excitement on October 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; when my new cousin arrived - Zachary David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LeMaistre&lt;/span&gt; - and he's already a Bears fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw0X0_gCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fJNRItWaxws/s1600-h/bigz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324590657142818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw0X0_gCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fJNRItWaxws/s320/bigz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I celebrated by first Halloween. Here I am at my Aunt Angie and Uncle David's house in a pumpkin costume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwvi1usxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/I8khxReOBN4/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324507713680146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwvi1usxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/I8khxReOBN4/s320/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But my &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;costume was a peacock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwoe4ZrsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8ibkh452oFI/s1600-h/costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324386392059586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwoe4ZrsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8ibkh452oFI/s320/costume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went trick or treating at the zoo and to a bunch of parties. Here I am with Mommy at my music class Halloween party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwgHyuG6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/sJYWMxBpw2g/s1600-h/wiggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265324242755263394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwgHyuG6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/sJYWMxBpw2g/s320/wiggle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On November 1st Dad and I celebrated &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dios&lt;/span&gt; De Los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Muertos&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;That means Day of the Dead - which is not as scary as it sounds. Here, Dad and I are modeling our matching Day of the Dead t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwCw9RKeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZwdzjmcPf3o/s1600-h/dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265323738409282018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIwCw9RKeI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZwdzjmcPf3o/s320/dead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-6019430371596475632?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6019430371596475632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6019430371596475632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6019430371596475632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6019430371596475632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/11/rocktober.html' title='ROCKtober'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SRIw9rg6M0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/HvnOIjRwjmo/s72-c/flowergirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-921335557193215517</id><published>2008-10-06T16:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:27:46.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pacific Northwest part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Seattle, we headed east to Walla Walla, Washington - which is really fun to say!  Aunt Pam and her husband Greg have a winery there called Gramercy Cellars.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-SDfQQ9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUb_jVR1M3Q/s1600-h/gremercy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254150763920245714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-SDfQQ9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUb_jVR1M3Q/s320/gremercy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were there for the beginning of the fall harvest and Mom and I both got in on the wine making action with some good, old fashioned grape stomping.  Here I am going in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-H7u8UZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DgT3b6mmXQM/s1600-h/wine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254150590039871890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-H7u8UZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DgT3b6mmXQM/s320/wine1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here I am coming out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-D2mIX1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WFjEPstWX2M/s1600-h/wine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254150519941259090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-D2mIX1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WFjEPstWX2M/s320/wine2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went out to some really nice restaurants on our trip and, even though I didn't get to eat any of the food, I was always very well behaved.  Here is Aunt Pam teaching me about espresso.  Everyone drinks espresso in Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp9-z4EkwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zGgFQGWtGt4/s1600-h/espresso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254150433311855362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp9-z4EkwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zGgFQGWtGt4/s320/espresso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-921335557193215517?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/921335557193215517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=921335557193215517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/921335557193215517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/921335557193215517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/10/pacific-northwest-part-2.html' title='The Pacific Northwest part 2'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SOp-SDfQQ9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IUb_jVR1M3Q/s72-c/gremercy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-4954912003406660690</id><published>2008-09-25T17:34:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:07:26.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pacific Northwest part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went on vacation last week. My first trip to the west coast! We started in Seattle - home of indie rock heroes Death Cab For Cutie, TV's Frasier Crane &amp;amp; that weird space needle thing. I heard it rains all the time there, but we had nothing but sunny days. Here we are at the beach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTQzh9P8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/U09-kh1v0ro/s1600-h/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092445038624706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTQzh9P8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/U09-kh1v0ro/s320/beach1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited the world famous Pike's market. Mom and I got to pick out some beautiful flowers. We also bought lots of fresh produce for a dinner party we had at Aunt Pam's later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTL6bYL0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gMP6c3oR0oM/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092360990732098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTL6bYL0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gMP6c3oR0oM/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and I watched the famous fish mongers throw fish around. Here's Dad pretending to throw ME onto the ice! He's always making jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTHt3dcAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O9C4q5wr6vw/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092288899379202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTHt3dcAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O9C4q5wr6vw/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent an afternoon at the Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle. It was really nice. Here's Dad and I checking out the elephants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS_zXUz4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ky_s6QxyDrY/s1600-h/elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092152936255362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS_zXUz4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ky_s6QxyDrY/s320/elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also had my first carousel ride at the zoo. Not scary at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS5yofI4I/AAAAAAAAALw/hknD_Lx99y8/s1600-h/carousel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092049660584834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS5yofI4I/AAAAAAAAALw/hknD_Lx99y8/s320/carousel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited with lots of people while we were there. My Pep happened to be in town for business and he came to that dinner party. So did my dad's high school friend Doug, who I had never met. Coincidentally, Aunt Barbara and Uncle John happened to be in town, too. They were visiting John's daughters, who live in Seattle, so we got to spend some time with them.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS1O6gPJI/AAAAAAAAALo/_CZMLsiPqPA/s1600-h/john+%26+barbara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250091971353001106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwS1O6gPJI/AAAAAAAAALo/_CZMLsiPqPA/s320/john+%26+barbara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It wasn't all running around though. Here I am just relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwSsGKOePI/AAAAAAAAALg/sW21ZUl97ZE/s1600-h/vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250091814384204018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwSsGKOePI/AAAAAAAAALg/sW21ZUl97ZE/s320/vacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Seattle, we headed to Walla Walla, Washington. Stay tuned for the Pacific Northwest part 2 - which will include photos of me stomping grapes at a winery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-4954912003406660690?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/4954912003406660690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=4954912003406660690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4954912003406660690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4954912003406660690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/09/pacific-northwest-part-1.html' title='The Pacific Northwest part 1'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SNwTQzh9P8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/U09-kh1v0ro/s72-c/beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-2674593178052006125</id><published>2008-09-11T12:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:07:01.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up The Echoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first football season is upon us. I've been hearing about this Notre Dame my entire life and I'm starting to see what all the fuss is about. Tradition, honor, yelling at the television...Here's the whole family ready for week 1 in their Fighting Irish gear - my outfit even has leprechaun booties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlS901eSuI/AAAAAAAAALI/FeJTDRY_0es/s1600-h/irish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244814463158078178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlS901eSuI/AAAAAAAAALI/FeJTDRY_0es/s320/irish1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "We only watch one team in this house. Isn't that right, Eleanor?" (that's a line from the movie Rudy that Dad likes to recite on game day - of course, replacing my name with Rudy's) Here we are taking in a tense moment for the Irish. They went on to a decisive 21-13 victory over "powerhouse" San Diego State University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlS5JWBJeI/AAAAAAAAALA/KeNOOa7R-T0/s1600-h/irish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244814382763943394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlS5JWBJeI/AAAAAAAAALA/KeNOOa7R-T0/s320/irish2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I turned 7 months old this week. I think I'm going to start eating these signs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlSy_AGgxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TlCJYz2g4Tw/s1600-h/7sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244814276908450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlSy_AGgxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TlCJYz2g4Tw/s320/7sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3033690807461317674-2674593178052006125?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/2674593178052006125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=2674593178052006125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2674593178052006125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2674593178052006125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-up-echoes.html' title='Wake Up The Echoes!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SMlS901eSuI/AAAAAAAAALI/FeJTDRY_0es/s72-c/irish1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-3892023704701464951</id><published>2008-08-22T15:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:25:54.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Move...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everybody - I'm 6 months old now. Yup, another photo of me "holding" a sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8d3HRS73I/AAAAAAAAAKw/79Idcx7cUtU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237437724336779122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8d3HRS73I/AAAAAAAAAKw/79Idcx7cUtU/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can crawl now! That's right, I am on the move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dzlZVyRI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NN6Cp5F-c3M/s1600-h/6months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237437663704107282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dzlZVyRI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NN6Cp5F-c3M/s320/6months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;riding around on Dad's shoulders -and pulling his hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dwepg5hI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2qXtWy04qRU/s1600-h/ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237437610353288722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dwepg5hI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2qXtWy04qRU/s320/ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I eat food now, too. Here I am enjoying some peas on a recent visit to Delavan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8djimEpSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NRx7arjWwbk/s1600-h/peas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237437388074296610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8djimEpSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NRx7arjWwbk/s320/peas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I've started climbing.  I almost made it out of my crib! Dad has since adjusted the height to make it more challenging for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dehD2zVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Ji5LL-SbGos/s1600-h/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237437301763001682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8dehD2zVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Ji5LL-SbGos/s320/crib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-3892023704701464951?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/3892023704701464951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=3892023704701464951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3892023704701464951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3892023704701464951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-move.html' title='On The Move...'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SK8d3HRS73I/AAAAAAAAAKw/79Idcx7cUtU/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-3661960029035692137</id><published>2008-07-30T16:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:55:15.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Friendly Confines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week we celebrated Mem &amp;amp; Pep's birthdays by taking a tour of Wrigley Field. What a place! We got to go in the clubhouses, the press box, ON THE FIELD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjgoBMS7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ypT9XxwABCY/s1600-h/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228929317014883250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjgoBMS7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ypT9XxwABCY/s320/believe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"This is the most beautiful site these eyes have ever seen." &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjaensyxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7uHk7EnwlIM/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228929211412826898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjaensyxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7uHk7EnwlIM/s320/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next year is now! The Cubs are in first place and the LeMaistres are on the field at Wrigley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjRl1xFsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sQQLhfzc59s/s1600-h/next+year+is+now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228929058732054210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjRl1xFsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sQQLhfzc59s/s320/next+year+is+now.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Mem &amp;amp; Pep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjMvaoFwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p8Vu7mxxk6I/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228928975403226882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjMvaoFwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p8Vu7mxxk6I/s320/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-3661960029035692137?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/3661960029035692137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=3661960029035692137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3661960029035692137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3661960029035692137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendly-confines.html' title='The Friendly Confines'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SJDjgoBMS7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ypT9XxwABCY/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6075775647905417299</id><published>2008-07-21T17:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:56:08.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitchfork Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went back to Pitchfork for a bit on Saturday afternoon.  We saw a great band called Fleet Foxes.  I wore a pretty yellow dress, so there wouldn't be any confusion about my gender.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIUS5dx0YsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xcGoJChPtNM/s1600-h/pfork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225603721088754370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIUS5dx0YsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xcGoJChPtNM/s320/pfork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I figured out why Roger Miller from Mission of Burma wanted to take my picture (aside from how cute I looked).  He sometimes wears headphones like mine when they play!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIUSxSoIOZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-WJ0Dh8PoIA/s1600-h/rogermiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225603580656368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIUSxSoIOZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-WJ0Dh8PoIA/s320/rogermiller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-6075775647905417299?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6075775647905417299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6075775647905417299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6075775647905417299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6075775647905417299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/07/pitchfork-day-2.html' title='Pitchfork Day 2'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIUS5dx0YsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/xcGoJChPtNM/s72-c/pfork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6834456831981382265</id><published>2008-07-19T13:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:57:32.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Enemy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night Mom and Dad took me to the first night of the annual Pitchfork Music Festival. Everyone thought I looked very cute in my AC/DC t-shirt and headphones - though many people asked "How old is he?" HE?!?! Girls can like AC/DC too! Whatever. Today I'm wearing a dress. Lots of people asked if they could take my picture, including Roger Miller from the legendary band Mission of Burma, who played earlier at the festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SII0wYm-FXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Six1TbKiD_g/s1600-h/pfork+w:+dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SII0wYm-FXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Six1TbKiD_g/s320/pfork+w:+dad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224796523547465074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The headliner last night was Public Enemy, who performed their groundbreaking 1988 album "It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold Us Back".   Dad declared them to be amongst the top 3 most influential groups in the history of hip-hop - or something like that.  Here's Dad raising a fist at they launch in to "Bring The Noise"...as if he were 12 years old again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIIy08kICAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uMib0yJuQes/s1600-h/pfork+fist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIIy08kICAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uMib0yJuQes/s320/pfork+fist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794402895431682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some rocking, Mom and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; backstage for some quiet time.  Here I am catching a nap under the stars while Mom enjoyed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; and another parade of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;admirers&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIIysmKtHAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/QHMPFsNb5LA/s1600-h/pfork+sleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SIIysmKtHAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/QHMPFsNb5LA/s320/pfork+sleep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794259444276226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is Pitchfork Day 2 and Dad has promised to teach me about Fleet Foxes.&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/3033690807461317674-6834456831981382265?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6834456831981382265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6834456831981382265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6834456831981382265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6834456831981382265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/07/public-enemy.html' title='Public Enemy!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SII0wYm-FXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Six1TbKiD_g/s72-c/pfork+w:+dad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-5696236640270466966</id><published>2008-07-10T14:56:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:05:21.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>USA #1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I celebrated my first 4th of July last week in Naperville. What a day! It started by watching the world famous Nathan's Hot Dog Eating Contest. It was very exciting, but based on the yelling, things did not go the way Dad had hoped. After that we had a big bbq outside. Uncle Jay tried to have his own hot dog eating contest (not good) and Mem dressed me up like Lady Liberty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqTWcq2LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/H0k7hLoAVWE/s1600-h/Lady+L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477698658556082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqTWcq2LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/H0k7hLoAVWE/s320/Lady+L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the bbq, we went to the Naperville Ribfest to see one of my favorite bands, The Turtles. Unfortunately, I fell asleep before they played my blog's namesake "Eleanor, Gee I Think You're Swell". That didn't stop Dad from bringing me up front for this picture though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqOXW0NBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6vH7OTx9coo/s1600-h/turtles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477613003093010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqOXW0NBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6vH7OTx9coo/s320/turtles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I woke up later to take in my first ever fireworks show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqIFCQESI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GgHVg5RyxR8/s1600-h/fire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477505005785378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqIFCQESI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GgHVg5RyxR8/s320/fire2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was beautiful - and thanks to my fancy headset - not too loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqBqzxbRI/AAAAAAAAAII/LLnAeUKDJGs/s1600-h/fire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477394886520082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqBqzxbRI/AAAAAAAAAII/LLnAeUKDJGs/s320/fire1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 5th, we headed to Delavan, Wisconsin to see Oma and Oda. I wore a bikini and even went swimming in the pool with Oma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZp7YV338I/AAAAAAAAAIA/40F52J3zbUY/s1600-h/bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221477286850060226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZp7YV338I/AAAAAAAAAIA/40F52J3zbUY/s320/bikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I turned 5 months old the other day and I have found my feet. Sometimes I even put my foot in my mouth - literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZpi6DJpAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_oweXG_rEnw/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221476866401608706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZpi6DJpAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_oweXG_rEnw/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-5696236640270466966?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/5696236640270466966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=5696236640270466966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5696236640270466966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5696236640270466966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/07/usa-1.html' title='USA #1!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SHZqTWcq2LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/H0k7hLoAVWE/s72-c/Lady+L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-2096793296779153617</id><published>2008-07-03T12:07:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:34:40.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Awesome Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week we went on this wicked awesome trip to Attleboro, MA - where my mem and pep are from!  I met lots of family, had my first ride on an airplane, my first trip to the beach, heard a bunch of people talk funny...SO much fun!  Our first night there, we had a big lobster dinner in Grandpa Al's garage.  Thanks to Diane and Steve for bringing the lobsters in from Maine.  I wasn't scared of them at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IjxnlpdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/znFuCfQsEk8/s1600-h/lobster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836953900099026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IjxnlpdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/znFuCfQsEk8/s320/lobster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am enjoying a quiet moment with my Dad's Memere - my great grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0Iea3fisI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZK092tyOQ10/s1600-h/with+mem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836861893446338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0Iea3fisI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZK092tyOQ10/s320/with+mem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Friday we went to Cape Cod to visit Dad's God Parents Janice and Paul.  Here I am with Dad, Janice and my new bear - a gift from Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IQRZbHXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zgyU-3sSF4Y/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836618833239410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IQRZbHXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zgyU-3sSF4Y/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first trip to the beach!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IM32jX_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UlQEfcVqR6U/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836560436486130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IM32jX_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UlQEfcVqR6U/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent the day on Saturday at Dad's Uncle Bobby's house.  We had a great bbq and I played with my second cousins Hannah and Haley.  Here I am having a big laugh with Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IAoVqyII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BtceQMt2pYg/s1600-h/hannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836350113597570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IAoVqyII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BtceQMt2pYg/s320/hannah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday was the big LeMaistre family reunion.  Check out my special sign!  This is me posing with Dad's Aunt Diane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0HyQq2pvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-_WJExXSvzM/s1600-h/diane,+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218836103241836274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0HyQq2pvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-_WJExXSvzM/s320/diane,+sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had another really nice day.  Cousin Xoe and I played a lot and she helped my Mom take care of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0Hq4u5McI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v7MZVzrgHj8/s1600-h/xoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218835976557244866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0Hq4u5McI/AAAAAAAAAHA/v7MZVzrgHj8/s320/xoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Auntie Michelle.  Isn't she cute carrying my next cousin?!?!  Also, another shot of my sign - in case you missed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0HmzN6gRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0XXzol2DIM8/s1600-h/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218835906357264658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0HmzN6gRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0XXzol2DIM8/s320/michelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-2096793296779153617?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/2096793296779153617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=2096793296779153617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2096793296779153617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2096793296779153617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/07/wicked-awesome-trip.html' title='Wicked Awesome Trip!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SG0IjxnlpdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/znFuCfQsEk8/s72-c/lobster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-4824250794310780777</id><published>2008-06-12T16:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:31:45.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Big Cousin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a new baby cousin last week!  Her name is Lauren.  Look at how little she is.  What a difference 4 months makes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGUI12EPWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/glFOf-TQHtc/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGUI12EPWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/glFOf-TQHtc/s320/two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211109123458088290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my big cousin Nicholas trying to crash our girl time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGUDLHnmxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l7Qja0TwZBQ/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGUDLHnmxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/l7Qja0TwZBQ/s320/three.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211109026089638674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of me on my 4 month birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGT9FISHvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NrgYcOEfeP4/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGT9FISHvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NrgYcOEfeP4/s320/dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211108921402597106" 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/3033690807461317674-4824250794310780777?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/4824250794310780777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=4824250794310780777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4824250794310780777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/4824250794310780777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-big-cousin.html' title='I&apos;m A Big Cousin!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SFGUI12EPWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/glFOf-TQHtc/s72-c/two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6418841610743151816</id><published>2008-06-06T12:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:24:43.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Child of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a while since my last post, but I am happy to report that I am now a "Child of the Lord". I was baptized on May 18th at Our Lady of the Wayside in Arlington Heights. I slept through most of it, including when they poured the water on my head. I got to wear this gorgeous Christening gown that my Dad and Uncle Jay both wore. It was made from the train of my Mem's wedding dress. Check it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXiNxxmxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WeT5mn8LcAs/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208861058100468498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXiNxxmxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WeT5mn8LcAs/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also had a lovely Christening blanket that was hand made by my great aunt Diane. Here's a shot of that, along with Uncle Jay and Auntie Michelle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXdxuu4rI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J3ni7t6oDZQ/s1600-h/jaymichelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208860981852037810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXdxuu4rI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J3ni7t6oDZQ/s320/jaymichelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my great great aunt Barbara.  She's my mom's Godmother and also my namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXXCUsvoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VsMx5a1Dc4Y/s1600-h/barbara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208860866047164034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXXCUsvoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VsMx5a1Dc4Y/s320/barbara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with all my aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXPJ7VqjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/S8POThOo7F8/s1600-h/crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208860730649324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXPJ7VqjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/S8POThOo7F8/s320/crew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad made me pose with him by this stone outside of the church.  It said JMJ, which he told me stood for Jam Master Jay.  What a weirdo he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXBUi_0XI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BfFSlSVAuu8/s1600-h/jmj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208860492981850482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXBUi_0XI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BfFSlSVAuu8/s320/jmj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-6418841610743151816?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6418841610743151816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6418841610743151816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6418841610743151816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6418841610743151816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/06/child-of-lord.html' title='Child of the Lord'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SEmXiNxxmxI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WeT5mn8LcAs/s72-c/bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6932237385629537402</id><published>2008-04-29T16:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:52:52.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week we celebrated my Mem and Pep's 40th wedding anniversary! We went out for a wonderful dinner at Sullivan's in downtown Naperville. I even had a bottle at the table! I was very well behaved, but when I did fuss a little my Daddy just took me to the bar to watch baseball. On the way out, they took our picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SBeYUrVZbJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOYKtlwS8qE/s1600-h/40th+Anniversary+Picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194788176192433298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SBeYUrVZbJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOYKtlwS8qE/s320/40th+Anniversary+Picture.JPG" 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/3033690807461317674-6932237385629537402?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6932237385629537402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6932237385629537402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6932237385629537402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6932237385629537402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/04/40-years.html' title='40 years!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SBeYUrVZbJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gOYKtlwS8qE/s72-c/40th+Anniversary+Picture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-8910544306536335221</id><published>2008-04-21T14:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:42:50.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry again for being such a slacker when it comes to posting. Now that the weather has gotten nice, I've been &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; busy. I had a two month "birthday" a couple weeks ago. Mom took my picture with a sign, which you can see I was very excited about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SAzp1dDac2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/2x3gT32MqSM/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191781574992622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SAzp1dDac2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/2x3gT32MqSM/s320/sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the last month I've been visiting my grandparents a lot. I've started going out to eat at restaurants and have become a regular at our local Starbucks. Mom and I took a class on baby massage (lucky me!) and we've started attending a new mommies group at the hospital. Yesterday we went to an Earth Day concert at the Lincoln Park Zoo and I met Chicago Bear's quarterback Kyle Orton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SAzpsNDac1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/CE60wqEH6sA/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191781416078832466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SAzpsNDac1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/CE60wqEH6sA/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-8910544306536335221?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/8910544306536335221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=8910544306536335221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8910544306536335221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8910544306536335221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/04/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/SAzp1dDac2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/2x3gT32MqSM/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-5744977782393529552</id><published>2008-03-24T14:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:07:29.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Ready To Rhumba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I celebrated my first Easter yesterday.  I got all dressed up for the occasion.  Here I am getting ready - in just my "rhumba tights".  Aren't they funny?&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gByKK1AuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lNUzLS5_3yI/s1600-h/easter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181393332524614370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gByKK1AuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lNUzLS5_3yI/s320/easter1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am in my whole outfit (except my hat, which I did not love wearing).  It was my first time wearing a dress.  Pretty cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gByqK1AvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QegEMyruP5M/s1600-h/easter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181393341114548978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gByqK1AvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QegEMyruP5M/s320/easter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was very well behaved all day, except for the two minutes I was wearing my hat.  Here I am with my two grandmothers.  What a lucky little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gBzKK1AwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/40tkJGDdyWs/s1600-h/easter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181393349704483586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gBzKK1AwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/40tkJGDdyWs/s320/easter3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-5744977782393529552?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/5744977782393529552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=5744977782393529552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5744977782393529552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5744977782393529552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-get-ready-to-rhumba.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Ready To Rhumba!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-gByKK1AuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lNUzLS5_3yI/s72-c/easter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-1689356160873968192</id><published>2008-03-20T12:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:31:33.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub-A-Dub-Dub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've graduated to taking my baths in the actual bathtub. It beats the hell out of the kitchen counter, that's for sure. Dad and I posed for a photo on the way in to the bathroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-Kd2qK1AtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mFJ3uV2alBg/s1600-h/tub1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179876083787694802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-Kd2qK1AtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mFJ3uV2alBg/s320/tub1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Don't I look comfortable and relaxed? No screaming, like when I was on the counter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-KdvKK1AsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/A_VTmevTIpw/s1600-h/tub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179875954938675906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-KdvKK1AsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/A_VTmevTIpw/s320/tub2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; relaxing, that Dad and I went right to sleep after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-Kdm6K1ArI/AAAAAAAAADw/3RXQWt6a-RI/s1600-h/tup3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179875813204755122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-Kdm6K1ArI/AAAAAAAAADw/3RXQWt6a-RI/s320/tup3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-1689356160873968192?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/1689356160873968192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=1689356160873968192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1689356160873968192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1689356160873968192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/03/rub-dub-dub.html' title='Rub-A-Dub-Dub'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-Kd2qK1AtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mFJ3uV2alBg/s72-c/tub1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6584095898096998392</id><published>2008-03-19T10:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:30:27.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top O' The Mornin' To Ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Everybody! Sorry I haven't written in a while. I was out of town last week. My Daddy went to Austin, Texas for a music conference, so Mommy and I stayed in Arlington Heights with Oma and Oda. It was great. I got to go on a couple of walks and Mommy had lots of help. Look at how big I'm getting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-E4jbyXHwI/AAAAAAAAADA/u-rjPSp8-gY/s1600-h/Big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179483227858345730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-E4jbyXHwI/AAAAAAAAADA/u-rjPSp8-gY/s320/Big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Monday, I celebrated my first St. Patrick's Day. Here I am with our friend Katherine O'Hyla. Check out my leprechaun booties! They're part of a Notre Dame outfit that doesn't quite fit me yet, but Dad says I will be ready for it by football season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-E2vLyXHvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2Q4nA9BtM-U/s1600-h/st+pat%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179481230698553074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-E2vLyXHvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2Q4nA9BtM-U/s320/st+pat%27s.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-6584095898096998392?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6584095898096998392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6584095898096998392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6584095898096998392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6584095898096998392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/03/top-o-morning-to-you.html' title='Top O&apos; The Mornin&apos; To Ya!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R-E4jbyXHwI/AAAAAAAAADA/u-rjPSp8-gY/s72-c/Big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-1586071718705858832</id><published>2008-03-06T20:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:59:40.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Next Top Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago I had my first professional photo shoot.  It was really fun.  Kerry Bolger, the photographer who shot my Mom and Dad's wedding, took the photos.  Here's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R9Crzr26SjI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzlhg4C_wKw/s1600-h/00060016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R9Crzr26SjI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzlhg4C_wKw/s320/00060016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174824876283415090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can check out the entire shoot here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collages.net/store/guest_login.asp?username=LeMaistre&amp;amp;password=5137"&gt;http://www.collages.net/store/guest_login.asp?username=LeMaistre&amp;amp;password=5137&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-1586071718705858832?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/1586071718705858832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=1586071718705858832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1586071718705858832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/1586071718705858832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/03/americas-next-top-model.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R9Crzr26SjI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzlhg4C_wKw/s72-c/00060016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-8207663091076250133</id><published>2008-03-04T11:48:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:01:08.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made my first trip to the western suburbs on Sunday. First stop - Mem &amp;amp; Pep's house in Naperville, where there was this great sign to welcome me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MNL-fyhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nle7ctkSDnI/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173945705099676178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MNL-fyhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nle7ctkSDnI/s320/sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to see my Uncle Jay and Auntie Michelle. Here I am with Mem &amp;amp; Pep.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MIb-fygI/AAAAAAAAACg/PgFo2-BjIyc/s1600-h/mem+%26+pep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173945623495297538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MIb-fygI/AAAAAAAAACg/PgFo2-BjIyc/s320/mem+%26+pep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was off to Plainfield to celebrate my Uncle David's birthday. My cousin Nicholas &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;loves me! He gives me lots of hugs and kisses my head. What a sweet boy he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MBb-fyfI/AAAAAAAAACY/3EEWPnQHQ-M/s1600-h/davidangie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173945503236213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MBb-fyfI/AAAAAAAAACY/3EEWPnQHQ-M/s320/davidangie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Aunt Angie made everyone a delicious dinner. Oma and Oda were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82L3L-fyeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YSG_Bb4Uebc/s1600-h/omaoda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173945327142554082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82L3L-fyeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YSG_Bb4Uebc/s320/omaoda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a fun day I had! It's just nice to get out of the city sometimes, you know? I really like riding in the car with Mom and Dad. I don't always love getting put in to my car seat, but once I'm in there and we start moving - lights out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-8207663091076250133?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/8207663091076250133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=8207663091076250133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8207663091076250133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/8207663091076250133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday...'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R82MNL-fyhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nle7ctkSDnI/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-3204112746252063</id><published>2008-02-29T11:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:48:29.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Bar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom and Dad took me out to my first bar the other night - "The Store".  They had a toast in my honor and I got to meet lots more new friends.  Special thanks to Uncle Kev for getting me in and for the champagne and cigars! (note to Grandmothers: no cigars were smoked in my presence)&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8hG3Bq5KTI/AAAAAAAAACI/VkEIdzF3Q04/s1600-h/a+toast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172462083190106418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8hG3Bq5KTI/AAAAAAAAACI/VkEIdzF3Q04/s320/a+toast.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LeMaistre&lt;/span&gt; Family takes over the jukebox!  Lots of Beatles, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beastie&lt;/span&gt; Boys and some band called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Umphrey's&lt;/span&gt; McGee.  (someone even told me that Mom &amp;amp; Dad fell in love in front of that jukebox on the night they met - I'll have to ask them about that sometime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8hGahq5KSI/AAAAAAAAACA/Z4UaDF-m4fw/s1600-h/jukebox+hero.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172461593563834658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8hGahq5KSI/AAAAAAAAACA/Z4UaDF-m4fw/s320/jukebox+hero.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-3204112746252063?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/3204112746252063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=3204112746252063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3204112746252063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/3204112746252063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/02/babys-first-bar.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Bar!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8hG3Bq5KTI/AAAAAAAAACI/VkEIdzF3Q04/s72-c/a+toast.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-5188062515653727404</id><published>2008-02-28T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:20:32.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ready For My Close Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Check this out: Mom and I made this video when I was just 5 days old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae2cc5e0ac340db3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/5188062515653727404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=5188062515653727404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5188062515653727404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/5188062515653727404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-ready-for-my-close-up.html' title='I&apos;m Ready For My Close Up!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6976879807071215715</id><published>2008-02-28T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:05:46.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had lots of visitors since I've been home - Grandparents, Aunts &amp;amp; Uncles and lots of new friends.  Here I am hanging out with my cousin Nicholas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8b3Y1VhktI/AAAAAAAAABw/Em7L_ccsLGw/s1600-h/with+nicholas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172093228087874258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8b3Y1VhktI/AAAAAAAAABw/Em7L_ccsLGw/s320/with+nicholas.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3033690807461317674-6976879807071215715?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6976879807071215715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6976879807071215715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6976879807071215715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6976879807071215715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/02/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8b3Y1VhktI/AAAAAAAAABw/Em7L_ccsLGw/s72-c/with+nicholas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-6663445074158068217</id><published>2008-02-28T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:28:36.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad brought me home on Feb. 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Check out my  room - I even have my own chandelier!  I think I'm going to like it here...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8ZSl1VhksI/AAAAAAAAABo/H-YImWEy_UU/s1600-h/P1000840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8ZSl1VhksI/AAAAAAAAABo/H-YImWEy_UU/s320/P1000840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171912032007590594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8ZSZlVhkrI/AAAAAAAAABg/B4mTqiRBW8I/s1600-h/P1000860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8ZSZlVhkrI/AAAAAAAAABg/B4mTqiRBW8I/s320/P1000860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171911821554193074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a cake with my picture on it to welcome me! They tell me it was delicious.&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/3033690807461317674-6663445074158068217?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/6663445074158068217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=6663445074158068217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6663445074158068217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/6663445074158068217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8ZSl1VhksI/AAAAAAAAABo/H-YImWEy_UU/s72-c/P1000840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033690807461317674.post-2804301690768305612</id><published>2008-02-27T15:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:13:46.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8Xdm1VhknI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcJW4MXz7Rw/s1600-h/with+mom+and+dr..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8Xdm1VhknI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcJW4MXz7Rw/s320/with+mom+and+dr..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171783406327009906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everybody! Eleanor Barbara LeMaistre here.  I was born on Feb. 7th at 6 pm.  Here I am with my mom and Dr. Bicalho, who delivered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XdblVhkmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f_7O1h0Qw44/s1600-h/brand+new+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XdblVhkmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f_7O1h0Qw44/s320/brand+new+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171783213053481570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed 6 lb. 12.5 oz. and was 20 3/4 inches long when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XdAlVhkkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dkatw4rt-4E/s1600-h/the+2+grandmothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XdAlVhkkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dkatw4rt-4E/s320/the+2+grandmothers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171782749197013570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lucky to have two wonderful (and very excited!) grandmothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3033690807461317674-2804301690768305612?l=eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/feeds/2804301690768305612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3033690807461317674&amp;postID=2804301690768305612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2804301690768305612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3033690807461317674/posts/default/2804301690768305612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eleanorlemaistre.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m here!'/><author><name>Eleanor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00814274521707116308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8XzRFVhkqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ry6iPewjq0o/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-L02ksfdM8w/R8Xdm1VhknI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcJW4MXz7Rw/s72-c/with+mom+and+dr..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
