<?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-8126895933578729114</id><updated>2011-12-29T11:59:48.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wuggie Norple Stories</title><subtitle type='html'>The continuing adventures of Wuggie Norple and his family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1519300167863655987</id><published>2011-11-09T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:59:48.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night Wuggie comes home from primitive pursuits covered in the usual mud. &lt;br /&gt;"These pants are kind of too loose for me" he says. &lt;br /&gt;"Don't they have an adjustable waist band?" I ask. &lt;br /&gt;"No" he says "I looked." &lt;br /&gt;I go to investigate. &lt;br /&gt;He's been wearing my jeans all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1519300167863655987?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1519300167863655987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1519300167863655987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1519300167863655987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1519300167863655987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-night-wuggie-comes-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1379230124884113367</id><published>2011-07-06T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:59:04.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Status updates</title><content type='html'>Overheard from the playroom: "Send in a negotiator to sign the treaty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was outside watching my son play in the sprinkler but that thing is so crazy I couldn't find any place in the backyard that was protected from it. I said "I think I have to go back inside." Wuggie said "you can go back upstairs and get some work done" I said "I know, I just wanted to...(gesturing to the beautiful sunlit day)" He says "I know mom, even ministers need to have fun sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "Mom, no more jokes!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "[quote from MLK book] Is that better?"&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why not?"&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "Too much seriosity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do when the tree won't fit in the stand and the whole town is out of tree stands? Bucket of rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Wuggie, can I borrow your bucket of rocks to save Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "sure, just bring them back when you're done ... saving Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "you were working so much I've hardly seen you this week except when your psychology book said I was supposed to be asleep."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1379230124884113367?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1379230124884113367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1379230124884113367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1379230124884113367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1379230124884113367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2011/07/status-updates.html' title='Status updates'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1940921935493543576</id><published>2011-06-10T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T18:46:37.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Ministers</title><content type='html'>I was outside watching my son play in the sprinkler but that thing is so crazy I couldn't find any place in the backyard that was protected from it. I said "I think I have to go back inside." He said "you can go back upstairs and get some work done" I said "I know, I just wanted to...(gesturing to the beautiful sunlit day)" He says "I know mom, even ministers need to have fun sometimes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1940921935493543576?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1940921935493543576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1940921935493543576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1940921935493543576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1940921935493543576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2011/06/even-ministers.html' title='Even Ministers'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3681098352334793161</id><published>2010-05-12T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:16:46.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch This!</title><content type='html'>Wuggie says, watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0z_TU4Gw5o"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks God Papa for the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0z_TU4Gw5o"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3681098352334793161?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3681098352334793161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3681098352334793161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3681098352334793161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3681098352334793161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2010/05/watch-this.html' title='Watch This!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8438001022174232429</id><published>2009-10-11T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:03:21.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Might Be Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/StJkHyigkXI/AAAAAAAAAtc/2dU-ZhMckGY/s1600-h/TMBG+tix+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/StJkHyigkXI/AAAAAAAAAtc/2dU-ZhMckGY/s400/TMBG+tix+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391481788904280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie said it was the best day ever.  Screamed and waved his hands in the air and sang along with his favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad asked later "when will we find out for sure whether they are Giants or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie says "Dad, we saw them...they're not"&lt;a href="http://www.theymightbegiants.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8438001022174232429?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8438001022174232429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8438001022174232429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8438001022174232429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8438001022174232429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-might-be-giants.html' title='They Might Be Giants'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/StJkHyigkXI/AAAAAAAAAtc/2dU-ZhMckGY/s72-c/TMBG+tix+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3545435633299120812</id><published>2009-09-30T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:32:36.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SsOyRQxfA4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/UXSiImiCnKo/s1600-h/Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SsOyRQxfA4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/UXSiImiCnKo/s400/Wii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345588895286146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie has made it to 100 and he has no idea what the word meant.  However he does know it's a seven star amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: "As you can see in the background the trainer is totally wiped out.&lt;br /&gt;(This was on the Wii and by 100 it's in push ups)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3545435633299120812?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3545435633299120812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3545435633299120812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3545435633299120812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3545435633299120812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/09/amazing-news.html' title='AMAZING NEWS!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SsOyRQxfA4I/AAAAAAAAAtE/UXSiImiCnKo/s72-c/Wii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8971091431407013545</id><published>2009-09-30T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:31:58.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Warp</title><content type='html'>Wuggie and I jut finished listening to C.S. Lewis's &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/84119.The_Horse_and_His_Boy"&gt;The Horse and His Boy&lt;/a&gt; on our commutes to church.  He was very confused about how Peter and Lucy and all were in this story, which was written 5th in the series.  I took out the old copy of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Lion The Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;/span&gt; that my dad gave me when I was little, and showed him the sentence in the last chapter about how they ruled for many years.  "It all takes place right in that sentence" I told him.  He thought this was hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8971091431407013545?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8971091431407013545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8971091431407013545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8971091431407013545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8971091431407013545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-warp.html' title='Time Warp'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7372104915944099421</id><published>2009-09-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:49:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thigs Wuggie wants to be shown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfYQZjQh8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/upPnOfrzuHc/s1600-h/August+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfYQZjQh8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/upPnOfrzuHc/s200/August+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384009655792994242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfX-JN-D6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/LOGrMVwQdic/s1600-h/August+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfX-JN-D6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/LOGrMVwQdic/s200/August+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384009342171090850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic! Tri-marshmallow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfYW6KyAYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nU1T16jo4SE/s1600-h/Ellis+Hollow+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfYW6KyAYI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nU1T16jo4SE/s320/Ellis+Hollow+063.jpg" border="0"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384009767627915650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Tiny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7372104915944099421?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7372104915944099421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7372104915944099421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7372104915944099421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7372104915944099421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/09/thigs-wuggie-wants-to-be-shown.html' title='Thigs Wuggie wants to be shown'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SrfYQZjQh8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/upPnOfrzuHc/s72-c/August+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1360083554593758719</id><published>2009-07-27T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:38:03.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grass Roots List</title><content type='html'>In our current bedtime book "&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2159225.The_Mysterious_Benedict_Society_and_the_Perilous_Journey"&gt;The Mysterious Benedict Society&lt;/a&gt;" the heroes are advised that it is a good idea to keep a journal when you travel.  Here is the journal kept by our family and friends at Grass Roots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New favorite kind of ice cream- chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Make Peace Brothers invite the "Little Make Peace Brothers" on stage to dance.  They are all under 4 years old, and some can really boogie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3S7yV7Z1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/ockjERlV_zE/s1600-h/Grass+Roots+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3S7yV7Z1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/ockjERlV_zE/s320/Grass+Roots+240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363174655835989842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WICB guitar is WAY better than the WBVR guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Flying Clouds love our music store"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00 am "Why do they not shut up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly large Strawberry in the hospitality tent (Wuggie insists we document it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3SBfaMLbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eNRhxvxDfXg/s1600-h/Grass+Roots+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3SBfaMLbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eNRhxvxDfXg/s320/Grass+Roots+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363173654321180082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 middle aged ladies dancing around 1 middle aged guy in a cowboy hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap shoes in the dance tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look Wuggie- a Labyrinth!" &lt;br /&gt;"Cool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3XXYbrF3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/YENyMknK_xY/s1600-h/peace+labyrinth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3XXYbrF3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/YENyMknK_xY/s320/peace+labyrinth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179527963613042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstage at New Neighbors in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Legion Cheese Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kevinkinsella"&gt;Kevin Kinsella&lt;/a&gt; invites his daughter on stage to sing with him, but she is still in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Browbeat" (our favorite MadLibs word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles and &lt;a href="http://www.daptonerecords.com/sharonjonesandthedapkings.html"&gt;Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnbrownsbody.com/wordpress/?cat=1"&gt;John Brown's Body&lt;/a&gt; proclaims "We meet again Grass Roots"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The American Legion puts on a great dining experience"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If only there was a pool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a necklace with a stone and a really sharp stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jimkatamusic"&gt;Jimkata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samite.com/"&gt;Samite&lt;/a&gt; has such a smooth groove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One string cello played through trumpet horn and talkbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large Intestine Batik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we see just one more before we drive away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1360083554593758719?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1360083554593758719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1360083554593758719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1360083554593758719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1360083554593758719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/07/grass-roots-list.html' title='Grass Roots List'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/Sm3S7yV7Z1I/AAAAAAAAAr8/ockjERlV_zE/s72-c/Grass+Roots+240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-134866286850344473</id><published>2009-06-15T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:04:19.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ink Heart</title><content type='html'>Last night Wuggie and I finally finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28194.Inkheart"&gt;InkHeart&lt;/a&gt;, which we started back in the fall. It think that's the longest one we've ever read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-134866286850344473?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/134866286850344473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=134866286850344473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/134866286850344473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/134866286850344473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/06/ink-heart.html' title='Ink Heart'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7851509131397747594</id><published>2009-05-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:02:06.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfsOOIYjONI/AAAAAAAAAok/E_TJunJddiE/s1600-h/Bean+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfsOOIYjONI/AAAAAAAAAok/E_TJunJddiE/s320/Bean+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330870219854526674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie is growing like a bean.  Remember those beans we planted for earth day?  Well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfsOjuDaN3I/AAAAAAAAAos/KapWSTBwe_A/s1600-h/Grow+Chart+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfsOjuDaN3I/AAAAAAAAAos/KapWSTBwe_A/s320/Grow+Chart+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330870590743656306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie has grown 1 1/2 inches since JAUNARY!  No wonder all his pants don't fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7851509131397747594?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7851509131397747594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7851509131397747594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7851509131397747594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7851509131397747594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/05/like-bean.html' title='Like a Bean'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfsOOIYjONI/AAAAAAAAAok/E_TJunJddiE/s72-c/Bean+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-4661063137282117043</id><published>2009-04-26T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:18:34.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Came Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfUFmBEqQiI/AAAAAAAAAoc/edVb7Yug95M/s1600-h/April+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfUFmBEqQiI/AAAAAAAAAoc/edVb7Yug95M/s400/April+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329171884744000034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beans in Wuggie's seed-sprouting kit are sprouting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-4661063137282117043?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/4661063137282117043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=4661063137282117043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4661063137282117043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4661063137282117043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-came-up.html' title='They Came Up!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SfUFmBEqQiI/AAAAAAAAAoc/edVb7Yug95M/s72-c/April+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6814939929570387011</id><published>2009-04-01T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:50:48.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Sided</title><content type='html'>Here's Wuggie's recent environmental commentary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should always use both sides of a paper, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then we should recycle the paper, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But on Post-it notes you can only use one side because of the sticky stuff on the other side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye falls on the array of post-its I have spread out before me organizing my life.  He's got me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6814939929570387011?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6814939929570387011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6814939929570387011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6814939929570387011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6814939929570387011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/04/double-sided.html' title='Double Sided'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2687441331479722305</id><published>2009-04-01T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:48:14.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabbage Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SdPvDrwOtWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QEJx2_qeO78/s1600-h/March+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SdPvDrwOtWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QEJx2_qeO78/s400/March+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319858431418348898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that purple cabbage juice can be used as a PH tester?  We sure know now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2687441331479722305?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2687441331479722305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2687441331479722305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2687441331479722305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2687441331479722305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/04/cabbage-magic.html' title='Cabbage Magic'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SdPvDrwOtWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QEJx2_qeO78/s72-c/March+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5847625645204373317</id><published>2009-03-06T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:16:03.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time joke</title><content type='html'>Here's Wuggie's awesome joke yesterday (Thursday) after school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Tomorrow's another half day&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie: Does that mean it will still be Thursday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a while to get it.  I'm a little slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke him saying:&lt;br /&gt;Time to finish the other half of Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5847625645204373317?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5847625645204373317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5847625645204373317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5847625645204373317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5847625645204373317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-joke.html' title='time joke'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2323712573312241554</id><published>2009-03-02T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:22:19.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tae Kwon Do</title><content type='html'>Last week Wuggie Norple and his good friend took their first Tae Kwon Do class. At first they both looked a little bewildered, but then they got to punch, kick and yell.  By the end of the class Wuggie's face was red and his smile was beaming.  I asked him on the way home "how was it?"  He replied "It was AWESOME."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2323712573312241554?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2323712573312241554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2323712573312241554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2323712573312241554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2323712573312241554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/03/tae-kwon-do.html' title='Tae Kwon Do'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7196749472826808925</id><published>2009-02-23T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:31:33.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SaL39eAjddI/AAAAAAAAAnA/AtyoCvu8oq4/s1600-h/Snow+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SaL39eAjddI/AAAAAAAAAnA/AtyoCvu8oq4/s400/Snow+Man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306075946395334098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is quiet right now, and for once this is not a happy thing.  Wuggie's Cousins and Aunt and Uncle just left, Wuggie left for school with a tearful goodbye, his dad headed off to work, and I am at my computer, listening to the quiet of a cold snowy day, and waiting until I can pick Wuggie up at his bus stop.  The weekend was fun and filled with shrieks, giggles, spinning and snuggles.  We were blessed with just enough snow to put on snow boots and make a snow man, but not too much to keep us from the &lt;a href="http://www.eatingithaca.com/2009/02/2009-downtown-ithaca-chili-cook-off.html"&gt;ChiliFest&lt;/a&gt; on the commons or from the science center.  We will miss our cousins until we can see them again. (Next time, Wuggie says, a Magic Show!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7196749472826808925?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7196749472826808925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7196749472826808925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7196749472826808925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7196749472826808925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/02/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SaL39eAjddI/AAAAAAAAAnA/AtyoCvu8oq4/s72-c/Snow+Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1158181917293790702</id><published>2009-02-09T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:18:19.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolomite is Magic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SZDVit9bmRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3zY2qh2hpgQ/s1600-h/Nick%27s+Experiments+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SZDVit9bmRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3zY2qh2hpgQ/s320/Nick%27s+Experiments+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300971553844599058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left this rare rock called Dolomite in vinegar for a few days, and by today it had so many crystals on it we think that if it had one drop more it would explode with crystals! (Wuggie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1158181917293790702?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1158181917293790702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1158181917293790702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1158181917293790702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1158181917293790702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/02/dolomite-is-magic.html' title='Dolomite is Magic!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SZDVit9bmRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3zY2qh2hpgQ/s72-c/Nick%27s+Experiments+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2166145203922519175</id><published>2009-01-26T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:42:10.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news about an egg</title><content type='html'>On day 7 of our experiment, as we got ready for the big moment (dropping the vinegar marinated raw egg into a bowl to see if it bounces) the egg slips from Wuggie's hand onto the floor.  It did not bounce.  It splatted.  We were very sad.  At least we contributed to science.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2166145203922519175?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2166145203922519175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2166145203922519175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2166145203922519175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2166145203922519175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-news-about-egg.html' title='Sad news about an egg'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3243236893453948832</id><published>2009-01-25T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:46:05.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glowing Bouncing Egg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzrRAW0AlI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yStj4jBMvHQ/s1600-h/Nick%27s+Experiments+glowing+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzrRAW0AlI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yStj4jBMvHQ/s400/Nick%27s+Experiments+glowing+egg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295365939266847314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you soak an egg in vinegar for 7 days it will bounce &lt;br /&gt;when you drop it into a bowl?  You can also while you are waiting for 7 days if you get bored take a flashlight and the egg and go into a really dark room.  Next shine the flashlight onto the egg.  The Egg will glow, just like in this picture. (Wuggie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3243236893453948832?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3243236893453948832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3243236893453948832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3243236893453948832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3243236893453948832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/glowing-bouncing-egg.html' title='Glowing Bouncing Egg!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzrRAW0AlI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yStj4jBMvHQ/s72-c/Nick%27s+Experiments+glowing+egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-792231490817915875</id><published>2009-01-25T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:42:35.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Fizzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzqmZizUzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fpHDyn3CXaQ/s1600-h/Nick%27s+Experiments+fizzy+candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzqmZizUzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fpHDyn3CXaQ/s400/Nick%27s+Experiments+fizzy+candle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295365207293645618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this experiment we put out a lit candle by combining vinegar and Baking Soda in the bottom of this jar.  It even put out the candle we tried to re-light our candle with!  (You can see the tiny blue glow here of the candle being put out by the carbon dioxide gas built up in the jar.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-792231490817915875?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/792231490817915875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=792231490817915875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/792231490817915875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/792231490817915875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-get-fizzy.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Fizzy'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzqmZizUzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fpHDyn3CXaQ/s72-c/Nick%27s+Experiments+fizzy+candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8991400955791942200</id><published>2009-01-25T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:39:59.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzp3jmrJmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7lT7TH8Uu04/s1600-h/Nick%27s+Experiments++bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzp3jmrJmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7lT7TH8Uu04/s400/Nick%27s+Experiments++bubble.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295364402540389986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look we made a bubble in a bubble!&lt;br /&gt;But we couldn't make a bubble in a bubble in a bubble (like "101 Cool Science Experiments" said we were supposed to)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8991400955791942200?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8991400955791942200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8991400955791942200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8991400955791942200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8991400955791942200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/bubble-experiment.html' title='Bubble Experiment'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SXzp3jmrJmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/7lT7TH8Uu04/s72-c/Nick%27s+Experiments++bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8247111391129924945</id><published>2009-01-20T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:21:15.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Froggie Honey Crumple Thumpkin</title><content type='html'>Today Wuggie was experimenting in the kitchen (eating that is) and he (he and Ma that is) invented "Froggie Honey Crumple Thumpkin."  You can make this if you want S'Mores and don't have graham crackers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt marshmallows and chocolate chips in the microwave for 20 seconds on Medium&lt;br /&gt;It will poof up in a giant poof!&lt;br /&gt;Then mix it&lt;br /&gt;Then pour over Annie's Bunny Honey Grahams&lt;br /&gt;Top with more Bunny Grahams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then eat some real food before you get sick (says Ma)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8247111391129924945?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8247111391129924945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8247111391129924945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8247111391129924945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8247111391129924945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/froggie-honey-crumple-thumpkin.html' title='Froggie Honey Crumple Thumpkin'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3752346434150898448</id><published>2009-01-07T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:37:49.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Day</title><content type='html'>Today Wuggie and I made lunch, packed the backpack, put on our snowboots, scraped the ice off the car and drove up to school.  No traffic.  No crossing guards.  No school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't even checked the news to see if school was closed because there was no snow.  I didn't know you could have an ice day.  We drove home and turned on News10Now.  No school!  We did the dance of joy and Wuggie is building a Hot Wheels race track while I write my sermon. Dad made hash browns to celebrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3752346434150898448?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3752346434150898448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3752346434150898448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3752346434150898448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3752346434150898448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-day.html' title='Ice Day'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1689259372436523609</id><published>2009-01-03T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:43:34.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights of New Year</title><content type='html'>Wuggie Norple would like you to know that on 12/31/08 he stayed up until the very end of the year, and into 2009.  He and his 2 young friends drank themselves silly on Red  and Pink "Champagne" and stayed up to watch the ball drop.  He says "it wasn't like I thought."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1689259372436523609?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1689259372436523609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1689259372436523609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1689259372436523609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1689259372436523609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-night.html' title='Nights of New Year'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-544146015512842231</id><published>2008-12-31T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:18:50.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The It Song</title><content type='html'>While visiting Wuggie's cousins in Baltimore, we were introduced to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z47EUaIFrdQ"&gt;Gummi Bear&lt;/a&gt; song, that the cousins found (I believe) while surfing You Tube for "I Like to Move it Move it"  This is the new IT song.  We heard it perhaps 30 times in a 2 hour period.  Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-544146015512842231?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/544146015512842231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=544146015512842231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/544146015512842231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/544146015512842231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-song.html' title='The It Song'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7099298972525974130</id><published>2008-12-29T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:18:45.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SVk-JTeXrKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FrVjPoFT8Tw/s1600-h/December+27+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SVk-JTeXrKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FrVjPoFT8Tw/s400/December+27+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285323967263386786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SVk9TT5NCpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/O90kMZG-OQw/s1600-h/December+27+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SVk9TT5NCpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/O90kMZG-OQw/s400/December+27+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285323039663000210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are right now in Baltimore visiting Wuggie Norple's Cousins. They live 2 blocks from the most famous block of holiday decorations in the whole city.  Apparently the kids ask every night to walk down to see the decorations, to see the ice skaters, to see Mickey.  It is very crowded, and vendors have set up at each end of the block selling things that blink or glow, and warm-ish light-viewing food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though all of that was amazing, and provided many things for toddlers to stare at in wonder, it is good to be back inside building towers to knock down, and sofa-tents to hide in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7099298972525974130?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7099298972525974130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7099298972525974130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7099298972525974130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7099298972525974130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/12/decorations.html' title='Decorations'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SVk-JTeXrKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FrVjPoFT8Tw/s72-c/December+27+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2482626005696452767</id><published>2008-12-16T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:19:52.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Tree Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUgbIBvehLI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WSOY9pSmaI8/s1600-h/Tree+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUgbIBvehLI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WSOY9pSmaI8/s400/Tree+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280500387812377778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after church I went to my friend's tree farm to get our tree.  It had snowed hard a couple of days before, and the roads up there hadn't been completely cleared, so I did have a very slow slide into a snowbank that left me front bumper-less, but once I did manage to get the car back on the road, and loaded the bumper into our back seat, it was not hard to regain the spirit of a snow covered hill filled with the evergreens of a story book.  My friend, her husband and I tromped through he virgin snow up the hill with a chainsaw in search of the best tree ever.  We liked this guy, though he was hard to see as he was completely covered in snow.  We found out once he was dry and home in our living room, for example, that he was WAY taller than he looked at the farm- it seems the bottom foot or so had been completely covered in snow.  We also found that the needles are VERY spiky (we had been wearing gloves when we picked it out and cut it down.)  Wuggie's Dad set it up and asked if I wanted to trim any of the stray poky branches at the top.  We decided to leave them because you can see the buds folded in on themselves at the end of each one.  We like Tree just the way he is.  I ended up putting on gardening gloves when we put on the ornaments to reduce the spikiness.  Wuggie likes both of our 2 tree toppers and the one we borrowed from K-nob, so we used them all.  He says it's the best tree ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2482626005696452767?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2482626005696452767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2482626005696452767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2482626005696452767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2482626005696452767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-tree-ever.html' title='Best Tree Ever'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUgbIBvehLI/AAAAAAAAAlI/WSOY9pSmaI8/s72-c/Tree+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6897895767432681127</id><published>2008-12-15T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:27:01.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZox9IWlrI/AAAAAAAAAko/KXiLWVWpwTA/s1600-h/Snow+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZox9IWlrI/AAAAAAAAAko/KXiLWVWpwTA/s200/Snow+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280022820570961586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZoks-Y3SI/AAAAAAAAAkg/78jCFjQvVBw/s1600-h/Snow+Ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZoks-Y3SI/AAAAAAAAAkg/78jCFjQvVBw/s320/Snow+Ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280022592895900962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last winter Gramma got Wuggie a snowball maker, and now he can make the perfect-est snowballs ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZo_pviErI/AAAAAAAAAkw/JMT_3yO4NK0/s1600-h/Snow+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZo_pviErI/AAAAAAAAAkw/JMT_3yO4NK0/s320/Snow+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280023055884751538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6897895767432681127?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6897895767432681127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6897895767432681127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6897895767432681127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6897895767432681127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-ball.html' title='Snow Ball'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SUZox9IWlrI/AAAAAAAAAko/KXiLWVWpwTA/s72-c/Snow+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-803895083840675664</id><published>2008-12-08T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:49:31.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Hornet</title><content type='html'>The other night while we were watching a Batman movie Wuggie Norple said "The more I know about heroes, the more I like them."  So the last time I was at the library I got a set of the &lt;a href="http://www.essortment.com/all/greenhornetrad_rlmc.htm"&gt;Green Hornet&lt;/a&gt; radio broadcasts.  Yesterday on the way to church (our 50 minute commute) I put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the plot summary of episode one:&lt;br /&gt;  The city council passes an appropriation bill&lt;br /&gt;  The bad guy (Oily Slick) sells options on a property not really under consideration by the Council.&lt;br /&gt;  The newspaper editor (the daylight alter ego of the Green Hornet), learning of the scam, calls the city council and recommends they consider the property in question.&lt;br /&gt;  The Con man, realizing he cannot honor all the options he has sold, returns the money.&lt;br /&gt;  Now the action starts.  The Green Hornet changes into his costume, visits the members of the sub-committee convened to purchase land using the new appropriations and strongly encourages them to buy the property in question.  They, hating the Green Hornet, vote against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  All the heart stopping action of appropriations, real estate options, and committee politics.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie says quietly from the back seat "There's not really a lot of action..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the definition of "Action" has changed a lot since 1936.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-803895083840675664?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/803895083840675664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=803895083840675664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/803895083840675664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/803895083840675664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/12/green-hornet.html' title='Green Hornet'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2256604568912240897</id><published>2008-11-24T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:19:35.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStEY5RrllI/AAAAAAAAAkI/BcGXEEAWvxI/s1600-h/November+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStEY5RrllI/AAAAAAAAAkI/BcGXEEAWvxI/s200/November+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272382983249827410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple just started indoor soccer.  It's his first season. A good friend of his plays in this indoor soccer league, and he loves to see his friend, but there are challenges too.  At the end of practice he is very red and sweaty.  I don't think he has run around for an hour non-stop since he was 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2256604568912240897?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2256604568912240897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2256604568912240897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2256604568912240897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2256604568912240897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStEY5RrllI/AAAAAAAAAkI/BcGXEEAWvxI/s72-c/November+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5361022608391846478</id><published>2008-11-21T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:15:58.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStDaUJaqkI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LItLAUohXfw/s1600-h/Celery+After.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStDaUJaqkI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LItLAUohXfw/s200/Celery+After.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272381908131162690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStDMZstxGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/I-k_cZSAXvo/s1600-h/Celery+Before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStDMZstxGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/I-k_cZSAXvo/s200/Celery+Before.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272381669103223906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple got a book of science experiments at the used book sale.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our second. We made Celery turn pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5361022608391846478?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5361022608391846478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5361022608391846478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5361022608391846478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5361022608391846478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/experiment.html' title='Experiment'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SStDaUJaqkI/AAAAAAAAAkA/LItLAUohXfw/s72-c/Celery+After.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-571655928041363367</id><published>2008-11-09T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:02:32.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SRd4qysLhnI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jXj-h8YI_Y/s1600-h/Nick+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SRd4qysLhnI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jXj-h8YI_Y/s400/Nick+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266810965790000754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple challenged himself to a 3 day Super Monkey Ball Banana Blitz personal best this weekend.  Here's the proof that he succeeded.  He says to tell you this is the second hardest race in the Grand Prix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-571655928041363367?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/571655928041363367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=571655928041363367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/571655928041363367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/571655928041363367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SRd4qysLhnI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jXj-h8YI_Y/s72-c/Nick+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2871016463686318321</id><published>2008-11-01T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:08:24.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfidy</title><content type='html'>Tonight while reading &lt;a href="http://www.katedicamillo.com/books/tale.html"&gt;The Tale of Despereaux&lt;/a&gt; we came across the word 'perfidy' and had to look it up in a dictionary.  It is the first time we have looked up a word together but oh, dear reader, it was not in Wuggie's "First Dictionary"  so we had to drag out Mama's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Webster's New World Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;.  And so he learned right from the start that hard lesson about dictionaries: if your dictionary does not contain all the words you need, it is not much use at all.  Next we tried some easier words.  'Palm' we tried, and 'force'.  Neither were in his lovely brand new dictionary.  He felt somewhat betrayed.  Perfidy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2871016463686318321?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2871016463686318321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2871016463686318321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2871016463686318321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2871016463686318321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfidy.html' title='Perfidy'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7005326237628242164</id><published>2008-11-01T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:38:09.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQ0EbSL46EI/AAAAAAAAAaU/kNDfxKi3DL8/s1600-h/Batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQ0EbSL46EI/AAAAAAAAAaU/kNDfxKi3DL8/s400/Batman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263868406250661954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering what secret identity Wuggie Norple chose for Halloween&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7005326237628242164?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7005326237628242164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7005326237628242164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7005326237628242164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7005326237628242164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQ0EbSL46EI/AAAAAAAAAaU/kNDfxKi3DL8/s72-c/Batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3845995036353135391</id><published>2008-11-01T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:17:53.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomegranate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQz-3RI953I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-Bg4eACThWI/s1600-h/Halloween+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQz-3RI953I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-Bg4eACThWI/s400/Halloween+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263862289936541554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew- Wuggie Norple LOVES pomegranates.  He ate almost the whole thing, seeds and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I did know that, he's loved them for years. Every fall it's like a brand new amazing fruit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3845995036353135391?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3845995036353135391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3845995036353135391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3845995036353135391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3845995036353135391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/11/sowain.html' title='Pomegranate'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SQz-3RI953I/AAAAAAAAAaM/-Bg4eACThWI/s72-c/Halloween+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1132863109442077031</id><published>2008-10-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:50:19.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robot Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SP_JeyvbdWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/oa-c759aIv4/s1600-h/Robot+Parade+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SP_JeyvbdWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/oa-c759aIv4/s400/Robot+Parade+(12).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260144420645991778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie is great with little kids when they come to visit, but the hard part is picking up all your little leggo guys so your young friends don't dismantle or eat them. The upside?  Lots of space to cover with Lego once they are gone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, friends, is Wuggie's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcSyHmmyfqo&amp;feature=related"&gt;Robot Parade&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1132863109442077031?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1132863109442077031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1132863109442077031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1132863109442077031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1132863109442077031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/10/robot-parade.html' title='Robot Parade'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SP_JeyvbdWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/oa-c759aIv4/s72-c/Robot+Parade+(12).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7504385648838034779</id><published>2008-10-11T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:51:46.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Monkey Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SPFXyjRu4LI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AwgMLPt5D64/s1600-h/Monkey+Bread+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SPFXyjRu4LI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AwgMLPt5D64/s320/Monkey+Bread+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256078766092771506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple made this today almost totally on his own (obviously mom still does all things oven-related, but he is now authorized to use a butter knife.)  This is from our new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/First-Cookbook-American-Cancer-Society/dp/0944235190/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1223776260&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;favorite cookbook&lt;/a&gt; that really seems to have a good idea what kids can do.  It is super yummy, and Mom and Dad ate even more than Wuggie, who would still rather have spaghetti than anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7504385648838034779?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7504385648838034779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7504385648838034779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7504385648838034779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7504385648838034779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/10/easy-monkey-bread.html' title='Easy Monkey Bread'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SPFXyjRu4LI/AAAAAAAAAZc/AwgMLPt5D64/s72-c/Monkey+Bread+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6870617456522270407</id><published>2008-09-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:23:59.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasagna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpJ9SwppDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/v_2dxVPngao/s1600-h/Nick%27s+Lasagna+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpJ9SwppDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/v_2dxVPngao/s320/Nick%27s+Lasagna+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589633010476082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Wuggie Norple made his first ever lasagna.  He did every bit that didn't involve a hot oven or boiling water.  Doesn't it look great?  I made one with more vegtables and less cheese.  I think his looks better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6870617456522270407?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6870617456522270407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6870617456522270407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6870617456522270407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6870617456522270407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/lasagna.html' title='Lasagna'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpJ9SwppDI/AAAAAAAAAYk/v_2dxVPngao/s72-c/Nick%27s+Lasagna+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7143728299530357334</id><published>2008-09-23T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:23:09.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curriculum Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpKzWkQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAYs/M9aSTBtTiUM/s1600-h/Nick%27s+class+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpKzWkQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAYs/M9aSTBtTiUM/s320/Nick%27s+class+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590561745203938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple's class made these self portraits which were hung outside the classroom when parents arrived for Curriculum Night.  I guessed which was his pretty quickly.  The Spaghetti gave it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpLdCr3QsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2pnMHTL3U7A/s1600-h/Nick%27s+class+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpLdCr3QsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2pnMHTL3U7A/s320/Nick%27s+class+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591277962871490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what Wuggie Norple's day is like.  &lt;br /&gt;Looks pretty rigorous.  An hour of math? Phew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7143728299530357334?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7143728299530357334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7143728299530357334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7143728299530357334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7143728299530357334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/curriculum-night.html' title='Curriculum Night'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNpKzWkQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAYs/M9aSTBtTiUM/s72-c/Nick%27s+class+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7287975663935421708</id><published>2008-09-16T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:52:50.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNANYpcEa8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/SSq_mLx91LA/s1600-h/Evil+Command+Base+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNANYpcEa8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/SSq_mLx91LA/s320/Evil+Command+Base+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246708282978233282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the evilest skeleton ever!  Controlling the powerfullest longest coolest evilest laser in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNAOAJqOY_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Bm95AKSxeMw/s1600-h/Evil+Command+Base+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNAOAJqOY_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Bm95AKSxeMw/s320/Evil+Command+Base+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246708961642439666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7287975663935421708?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7287975663935421708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7287975663935421708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7287975663935421708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7287975663935421708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/evil.html' title='Evil'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SNANYpcEa8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/SSq_mLx91LA/s72-c/Evil+Command+Base+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5992679302009483314</id><published>2008-09-15T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:24:44.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I can't believe anything..."</title><content type='html'>Says Wuggie Norple this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say more about that" I reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe the Play Structure is finished&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I have to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe church is starting again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we have &lt;a href="http://www.pepperidgefarm.com/ProductLanding.aspx?catID=722"&gt;pizza Goldfish&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang him David Byrne's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EYbUCvz1LYE&amp;feature=related"&gt;Once in a Lifetime&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't seem to understand my reference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5992679302009483314?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5992679302009483314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5992679302009483314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5992679302009483314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5992679302009483314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-believe-anything.html' title='&quot;I can&apos;t believe anything...&quot;'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6880897470896069067</id><published>2008-09-11T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:17:40.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMlEI6KOESI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FdFt0ShIxm8/s1600-h/Cooking+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMlEI6KOESI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FdFt0ShIxm8/s320/Cooking+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244798160891416866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple and I have been doing some cooking.  Last week we made spiders with our Baltimore cousins.  Yesterday- Monster Mouths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6880897470896069067?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6880897470896069067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6880897470896069067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6880897470896069067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6880897470896069067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/monster-mouth.html' title='Monster Mouth'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMlEI6KOESI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FdFt0ShIxm8/s72-c/Cooking+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7562417543132616008</id><published>2008-09-09T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:39:42.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMZ3i3hph8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/UIzYPjSnQGc/s1600-h/Jersey+Homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMZ3i3hph8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/UIzYPjSnQGc/s320/Jersey+Homer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244010257023862722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was opening day both for church and for the NFL (I'm going to overlook that Thursday night game for purposes of the poetic parallel.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we live on the east coast, the tragic conflict between church and watching the Eagles play is mostly behind us, but with an hour-long drive home from church, I am sad to say we missed kick-off.  We parked the car in front of the house, frantically threw off church clothes and replaced them with, in my case, a shirt that says "Eagles" in rhinestones, and after Wuggie Norple grabbed his travel-pack of Pokemon necessities we were off.  Unfortunately, the Eagles are STILL not our local team, so this week we headed to the local sports bar to watch.  Fortunately, Uncle Joe's is less than a block from our house.  (The parking lot was so packed, that I think our house may have been the closest parking available!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's was filled with excitement inside.  I don't think I've ever seen so many different jerseys in one place.  Eagles, Bills, Pats, Steelers seemed to make up the largest groups, but Wuggie's Dad said he even saw a Titans Jersey.  Joe's makes the best wings in town, and has $3 Bombers.  (Sadly, a 16 oz soda costs the same as a 30 oz beer. Part of the unique reality paradigm that exists only in sports bar.) We grabbed the last booth in the place, Wuggie settled in to his Pokemon deck and cheese pizza, and we strained our eyes to see the nearest TV showing the Eagles game.  (Now we know- this is no spontaneous outing.  Come early and camp to be close to your game.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we watched Eagles games at a Sports Bar on a regular basis was at Jersey's Cheese Steaks in California with Wuggie's Aunt and Uncle.  Ah, those were the days - Eagles jerseys as far as the eye could see.  In this new inter-team environment, a cheer goes up and you have no idea which of 16 TVs has the touchdown on it.  Thank goodness the Steelers fans brought their towels.  We always knew when the Steelers were doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that really matters is this; our first ingathering service at our new church was warm and full of energy.  And our first Eagles game of the season went 38-3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Eagles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7562417543132616008?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7562417543132616008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7562417543132616008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7562417543132616008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7562417543132616008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/opening-day.html' title='Opening Day'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SMZ3i3hph8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/UIzYPjSnQGc/s72-c/Jersey+Homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5299689023830698019</id><published>2008-09-05T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:25:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>With great trepidation we have put summer behind us and are now back-to-school.  After long summer days at camp trading Pokemon cards and whatever it was he did to get so muddy, camp ended last Friday with a genuine camp-fire and s'mores.  Wuggie and his friends agreed it was the best day of camp ever.  Fortunately this weekend we had cousins in from out of town to distract us and to play with.  Then Tuesday we went to visit the new "big kids" building Wuggie is now attending.  Over the summer parent volunteers had installed a huge fancy (and very fun) new playground, which seemed to mitigate Wuggie's trepidation somewhat.  We we toured the whole building (upstairs and down- it's the first time he's gone to a school with more than one floor!) met his teacher and saw that some familiar faces (Mom was impressed with the small class size and all the cool looking djembes in the music room)and we both felt a little better about things.  I just dropped Wuggie off for the last day of his first week.  He tried to explain that the situation has unexpected upside.  Something about being at the big-kid school...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5299689023830698019?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5299689023830698019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5299689023830698019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5299689023830698019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5299689023830698019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5745062686214583026</id><published>2008-08-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:16:19.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primative Pursuits Pinecone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SK2D0HkxC9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/7M2UOvqxY7A/s1600-h/Summer+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SK2D0HkxC9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/7M2UOvqxY7A/s200/Summer+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236986873111448530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in July Wuggie went to a camp called &lt;a href="http://primitivepursuits.net/pp/index_files/welcome.htm"&gt;Primative Pursuits&lt;/a&gt;, to learn how to make camp and be a scout in the woods.  When he and his dad picked me up from work after the first day, Wuggie was silent and slumped in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How was it?" I asked with trepidation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awesome" he said without opening his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad he got a chance to be out in the "wilderness" with such a cool program.  It could be a UU program; it is very value-centered, and the values are so deeply in line with my own!  (Except I don't know anything cool about wilderness survival).  Wuggie's been to nature camps before, but apparently what he needed was a chance to learn something real, to take it seriously and be taken seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the summer has been spent at Coddington, a traditional day-camp experience with great counselors where campers mostly choose how they will spend their day (like summer used to be).  This is his first year, and he likes it very much; he asked if he could go back next year.  We were worried that  he would be outside all day long (which is not where he usually spends his time I must confess), but it doesn't seem to bother him at all.  He comes home covered in dirt most days, as a young camper should, but also seems to spend plenty of time trading &lt;a href="http://www.pokemon.com/"&gt;Pokemon &lt;/a&gt;cards (I know he didn't learn that at Primative Pursuits...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5745062686214583026?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5745062686214583026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5745062686214583026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5745062686214583026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5745062686214583026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/08/primative-pursuits-pinecone.html' title='Primative Pursuits Pinecone'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SK2D0HkxC9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/7M2UOvqxY7A/s72-c/Summer+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2020095368745842520</id><published>2008-08-13T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:34:53.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Time</title><content type='html'>Now that Wuggie Norple and I are both half-time (him at camp, me at work) we are having to make our own adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLsDV4EHHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hvw1gRiBV3M/s1600-h/summer+reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLsDV4EHHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hvw1gRiBV3M/s320/summer+reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234005259113995378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week we completed the Summer Reading Club for the local library, Applebees and Barnes and Noble.  Then yesterday we got a call explaining that Nick had won a prize in the library drawing! "Do you want to go now to pick it up?"  I asked.  He was out the door and on his bike before I even got my shoes on.  He got his pick of books and chose a volume from the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hidden-Past-Star-Wars-Apprentice/dp/0590519336/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1218636727&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;Jedi Apprentice&lt;/a&gt; Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLtmOdl9II/AAAAAAAAAVg/bbwsIUZGAOI/s1600-h/Uranus+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLtmOdl9II/AAAAAAAAAVg/bbwsIUZGAOI/s320/Uranus+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234006957930968194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most importantly, we finally lived out a year-long dream of walking the Carl Sagan &lt;a href="http://www.sciencenter.org/saganpw/map.asp"&gt;Planet Walk&lt;/a&gt; that runs from the Science Center all the way to the commons.  We had Dad drive us to the science center, our backpack loaded with a variety of snacks suitable for travelers.  The walk happily wanders by many of my favorite parks and streams and gardens, and has many benches and steps where we could sit and rest.  It was like a mom's dream come true to be sitting on a park bench with Wuggie sharing a dish of blueberries between Neptune and Uranus.  He even agreed to let me take his picture at each planet! We walked the whole way home, arriving weary and triumphant.   It was a proud day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLvA2Ef-PI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OhptU42MHow/s1600-h/Sandy+Treats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLvA2Ef-PI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OhptU42MHow/s200/Sandy+Treats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234008514751363314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we didn't have any special plans, and it was cold and rainy off and on.  Poor Dog was out of biscuits, and moved by her plight, we made her some ourselves.  (They are &lt;a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/CR0211900/recipes/dog_biscuit_recipes.htm"&gt;Cheese Biscuits&lt;/a&gt; in case your dog is feeling left out.)  Wuggie Norple is getting to be quite a cook.  Dog seems to agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2020095368745842520?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2020095368745842520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2020095368745842520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2020095368745842520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2020095368745842520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/08/half-time.html' title='Half Time'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKLsDV4EHHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hvw1gRiBV3M/s72-c/summer+reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-108385935631665966</id><published>2008-08-04T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:10:10.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SJfSgaeuwbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/CKroVrbHvoU/s1600-h/Lodge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SJfSgaeuwbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/CKroVrbHvoU/s320/Lodge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230880946519982514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's done! Last week Wuggie's dad installed the slide and the climbing wall, and Wuggie  Norple installed the sign that has his own name.  Then they tricked it out with a pulley system and other cool gear.  We held the grand opening with new friends on Friday night.  I told Wuggie Norple that we had to come up with something funner than "the playstructure" to call it.  He said "how about 'The Lodge.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-108385935631665966?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/108385935631665966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=108385935631665966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/108385935631665966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/108385935631665966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/08/lodge.html' title='The Lodge'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SJfSgaeuwbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/CKroVrbHvoU/s72-c/Lodge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2581133571004216343</id><published>2008-07-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:17:30.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; just started his first week of camp. Dad reports that when he went to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; he was covered in mud and involved in a massive sand box construction covering an area larger then the footprint of our house.  So far so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2581133571004216343?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2581133571004216343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2581133571004216343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2581133571004216343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2581133571004216343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/07/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3529994273960491918</id><published>2008-07-02T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:37:12.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="078241202-03072008"&gt;Wuggie and I heard the booms from the city-wide July 2 Fireworks display up on the hill where Ithaca College is.  We ran barefoot out into the middle of our street, and were amazed to see fireworks between the leaves of nearby trees.  Wuggie's thoughts on the event follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool you  know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="078241202-03072008"&gt;I actually got to  see fireworks on my own street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="078241202-03072008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="078241202-03072008"&gt;Sometimes a really  big one can change the color of the whole sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3529994273960491918?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3529994273960491918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3529994273960491918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3529994273960491918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3529994273960491918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/07/early-fireworks.html' title='Early Fireworks'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8595599963186041060</id><published>2008-06-30T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:27:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; came to work with me today.  "It will be interesting see it and to meet some of your c0-workers" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came in through the secret locked back door, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; said "Whoa.  I didn't realize it was so big!"  We unlocked all our file cabinets then off to the kitchen to make our sausage biscuit sandwich.  He ate his sandwich and I my bagel in our swivel chairs while I checked my e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dad came to pick him up he reported: "The building is really big, but the office is also a little huge."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8595599963186041060?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8595599963186041060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8595599963186041060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8595599963186041060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8595599963186041060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-work.html' title='At Work'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8982398378388770919</id><published>2008-06-26T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T06:39:01.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets of the Sausage Biscuit Sandwich</title><content type='html'>This morning is the first day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt;’s summer vacation.  Knowing he would leap out of bed even earlier than on school days to greet the dawn and enjoy the wonders of a school-free day, and because he is now 7 years old, I told him last night that it was time to  share with him the secret teachings of “how to make yourself a &lt;a href="http://www.bobevans.com/website/homepage.nsf/Page?OpenAgent&amp;amp;Page=Menu+Info"&gt;sausage biscuit &lt;/a&gt;in the microwave.”  He said “and someday when I have a child, I can teach him, and he can pass it on to his child in a long line forever.”  [wow, he’s deep].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this morning I did pass on the secret teaching,(he said as he pulled his step stool up in front of the microwave “you just tell me what to do and I will do it”) and he made 2 perfect sausage biscuit sandwiches.  As he sat in front of them at the dining room table he said with a radiant face “now I am a junior cook… and a senior eater.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8982398378388770919?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8982398378388770919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8982398378388770919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8982398378388770919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8982398378388770919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/06/secrets-of-sausage-biscuit-sandwich.html' title='Secrets of the Sausage Biscuit Sandwich'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-725673462739338762</id><published>2008-06-19T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:39:41.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“My Lucky Day”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; was up with the sun this morning, because he had brand new sneakers to wear AND he gets a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pokémon&lt;/span&gt; on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.  (His friends King Me and Mlle A had sent him a gift over their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; connection.  Each day he gets to choose a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pokémon&lt;/span&gt;.  I don’t really understand but I’m sure he’ll show me after work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said “new shoes and a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pokémon&lt;/span&gt;.  This is my lucky day.”  He went out on the porch to jump up and down while I got ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; said on the way to the bus stop “I love this season” I said “what season is that” he said “My birthday time”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-725673462739338762?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/725673462739338762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=725673462739338762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/725673462739338762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/725673462739338762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-lucky-day.html' title='“My Lucky Day”'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8396258932356149937</id><published>2008-06-02T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:42:37.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solstice</title><content type='html'>Wuggie Norple asks: How long is the day on the summer solstice?&lt;br /&gt;Mom Replies: It depends on where you live.&lt;br /&gt;I explain that on the north pole there is no night at all on the summer solstice.&lt;br /&gt;And on the winter solstice there is no day time at all.&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple: Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Once agian science has blown his mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8396258932356149937?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8396258932356149937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8396258932356149937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8396258932356149937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8396258932356149937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/06/solstice.html' title='Solstice'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-85221407931096556</id><published>2008-05-30T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:19:30.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SECZg54iZPI/AAAAAAAAATY/rMfTaDlnMVc/s1600-h/May+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SECZg54iZPI/AAAAAAAAATY/rMfTaDlnMVc/s320/May+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206329959813113074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick just made his first Check Mate!&lt;br /&gt;(He is yellow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-85221407931096556?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/85221407931096556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=85221407931096556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/85221407931096556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/85221407931096556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-mate.html' title='Check Mate'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SECZg54iZPI/AAAAAAAAATY/rMfTaDlnMVc/s72-c/May+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6859454754395121292</id><published>2008-05-30T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:55:50.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chess</title><content type='html'>Right now Wuggie Norple and his dad are downstairs playing chess. (Just a reminder that Wuggie is 6.)  He learned when we were visiting our Geology Professor friends.  Since then he asked "can we  go back to visit them this weekend?" Since it won't be for a while, we are all learning chess together instead on Papercup Mixmaster's old wood board that came from his grandfather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6859454754395121292?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6859454754395121292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6859454754395121292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6859454754395121292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6859454754395121292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/chess.html' title='Chess'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3736055264901325873</id><published>2008-05-26T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:49:11.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>Wuggie Norple and his mom just got home from visiting his Baltimore Cousins.  Here are his top 3 moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Swinging in the roller-coaster-harness swings at Tallest Mountain Playground&lt;br /&gt;2) Tumbling and tickling on the bed with his cousins (after 5 boo boos the game is over)&lt;br /&gt;3) Getting help from his uncle on his Winne the Pooh Video Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Songs of the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boyntonfordmusic.com/Listen%20to%20Chickens%20&amp;amp;%20Rhino.htm"&gt;The Intermission Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsjbEWKK8AU"&gt;Do De Rubber Duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rabbitears.com/product/show/34372"&gt;The Tiger and the Brahman&lt;/a&gt; (From Rabbit Ears Radio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food Experience:&lt;br /&gt;Eating Lots and Lots of Spaghetti ("We hope you like SPA-GHE-TI")&lt;br /&gt;Mom says ALL the food was good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3736055264901325873?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3736055264901325873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3736055264901325873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3736055264901325873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3736055264901325873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-4718708877668157933</id><published>2008-05-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:19:41.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 7: Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI08nVcLJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3bFOaHBP_R0/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI08nVcLJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3bFOaHBP_R0/s200/P1010093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202278735522049170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though our magic tickets will get us into any park today, and even though our flight out is not until dinner time, we decide to forego the commute to the parks.  Instead we pack up and  check out.  We have a change of clothes in the bag we leave with the bell hop, and head back to the hotel dock.  This time we rent a canoe, and in so doing, find our last hidden Mickey!  It is an oar rack on the back of our dock's light house.  We paddle around the lagoon a bit, and then walk back over the bridge to our hotel pool for a swim.  We swim a little, sun a little, play some video games and walk the path around the lagoon for the last time to the "customs house" where we will catch our bus for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;We arrive very early for our plain, early enough for dinner.  After we pass through security, we notice on an airport map that our options for dinner are McDonald's and Outback Steakhouse.  The latter is clearly superior, but requires an extra tram ride to our gate afterwards.  We go for it, and the food is delicious to hungry travelers.  Unfortunately, in the meantime an international flight has come in, and now we have to go BACK THROUGH SECURITY and take a tram to our gate for a flight that leaves in 30 minutes.  We are panicked, but it all works out.  Wuggie watches the map channel again, Mom  reads some and watches part of "Pretty Woman" Dad got stuck in the back row of the plane, separated, but takes it in stride.                       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We drive home from Syracuse in the dark, and prepare for school and work the next morning.  We flagrantly slept in until 9:00 am, and went tardy to school and work. The normal whirlwind of daily life swept us away, and it is only now that we have time to look back and  reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When asked for comment Wuggie Norple says, "I want to go back to Epcot so I can ride Mission Space as many times as I can." We resolve as a family to save up so someday once again our commander can lead us on his Mission to Mars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-4718708877668157933?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/4718708877668157933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=4718708877668157933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4718708877668157933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4718708877668157933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-7-leaving.html' title='Disney Day 7: Leaving'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI08nVcLJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3bFOaHBP_R0/s72-c/P1010093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3781203437822987904</id><published>2008-05-18T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:43:33.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 6: Magic Kingdom and Polynesia</title><content type='html'>Today we take the train right to Mickey's ToonTown Fair.  WE did not manage to get to the park before it opened to beat the rush, but we realize that ToonTown doesn't open until 10:00, so we are one of the first.  We walk right on to "Goofy's Barnstormer" but even this mild roller coaster is too much for Wuggie, who is just getting tired fo doing scary things.  So we jumped on the next train to Adventure Land.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI4T3VcLLI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZQusF1TCTu4/s1600-h/P1000853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI4T3VcLLI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZQusF1TCTu4/s320/P1000853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202282433488891058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was Aladdin's  Magic Carpet, and the Swiss Family Treehouse, the Jungle Cruise, Tom Sawyer Island, and the Enchanted Tiki Room.  The Tiki Room was "under new management" which meant it had been updated from the show we saw at Disneyland the year before.  Here we hear the famous line "Not Big Bird &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; big bird" which Wuggie now oft repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we take the train back to Mickey's Toon Town Fair.  There was another playground here, but the water thing was slightly broken, and hence less fun than the others.  Mom ran through the sweet park by the train tracks to get a fast pass for Buzz Lightyear while Dad and Wuggie played on the playground.  There I saw a talking trash can freaking out preschoolers, and wished Wuggie was with me.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our other goal for this day was to ride on the spaceship thing in Tomorrowland.  This had one of those long hot lines, characteristic of older rides, but the spaceships spun higher and faster than we expected, and it was cool to be at the top of the tower in Tomorrowland.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI1rXVcLKI/AAAAAAAAASY/r8xpNiqjQh4/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI1rXVcLKI/AAAAAAAAASY/r8xpNiqjQh4/s320/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202279538680933538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buzz Lightyear was great as usual. We headed out for the last time, passing a parade going the opposite direction. It has been a long day, but we had been told by a lifeguard at our hotel dock that the lagoon is bigger by the Magic Kingdom, and the motor boats go faster.  But by the time we reach the gate, it seems to late to ever make it to a hotel dock in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thwarted.  Nevertheless, we decide to take a Monorail to the Polynesian resort.  Once again we are hot, tired, and out of patience.  But the Monorail ride is very quick, and there is no line.  We head to the dock just in case, and the rental agent lets us take out a boat for a 30 minute ride!  This is a high point for everyone.  There are white cushions across the bow of the boat on which Wuggie and Exploding Poptart lay in the sun watching the water go by and feeling the breeze.  Papercup Mixmaster finds the boat hard to steer, but does a great job.  We motor all the way to Magic Kingdom and back, past he Disney Wedding Chapel (complete with Cinderella Style carriage) and the Super Fancy hotel.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI6mXVcLMI/AAAAAAAAASo/LCMqa7YoX5k/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI6mXVcLMI/AAAAAAAAASo/LCMqa7YoX5k/s320/P1010022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202284950339726530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A lifeguard boat stays not far away, and lets us know when our half hour is up.  We are refreshed and grateful.  We get tropical drinks at the pool bar and watch Wuggie play in a water fountain under the hybiscus flowers.  We decide to take a ferry back to the Magic Kingdom, just to be on the water a few minutes longer.  After the long bus ride home, Papercup Mixmaster is wiped out and resolves not to leave the room. We order pizza from room service, and afterwards Wuggie and his Mom head to the Old Port Royale to see the fireworks, and are in time to see the tail end of a cover band playing on the dock.  Exploding Poptart had promised Wuggie a trip to the arcade, but they are baffled when the credit machine will not take the credit card.  It turns out that tonight there are FREE VIDEO GAMES!  That's right, all the Mario Kart and Centipede any mother and son could want.  A wonderful end to our last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3781203437822987904?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3781203437822987904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3781203437822987904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3781203437822987904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3781203437822987904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-6-magic-kingdom-and.html' title='Disney Day 6: Magic Kingdom and Polynesia'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI4T3VcLLI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZQusF1TCTu4/s72-c/P1000853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6826746196572743394</id><published>2008-05-18T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:51:15.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 5: Double Dipping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDJKFXVcLRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hLS0VD6Bp-U/s1600-h/P1000989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDJKFXVcLRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hLS0VD6Bp-U/s320/P1000989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202301975590087954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan for day 5 was to try not to use up all our energy walking to and from rides.  Papercup Mixmaster has a brilliant plan:  We will take the Magic Kingdom train to Frontier Land.  It leaves from the front gate, there is no line, and Wuggie Norple is spontaneously invited to be a Junior conductor! He gets to stand at the back of the caboose and make announcements over the loudspeaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start our morning at Frontier Land with Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, which Wuggie Norple simply hates.  We catch some of the rides in Fantasy Land, like Dumbo, and the Mickey 3d show.  We were disappointed that we never found that hidden Mickey in the Pooh ride, even on repeat visits.  It is crazy crowded, because many schools are on break, and all the young kids come to Disney World to see Fantasy Land.  But this is to be a short day, as we have lunch reservations at the Wilderness Hotel, and get to take another boat ride.  The Wilderness Lodge pool is so beautiful it makes us want to hurry home to OUR hotel pool, which we do.  It is great to have an afternoon floating around and reading in the sun and the breeze that always seems to run over our lagoon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDJJAHVcLQI/AAAAAAAAATI/CZLgtyQ3XT4/s1600-h/P1000799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDJJAHVcLQI/AAAAAAAAATI/CZLgtyQ3XT4/s320/P1000799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202300785884146946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The plan is to head to Epcot at night for dinner.  Apparently this is everyone's idea. It seems that Epcot is the food court of Disney world.  We stop first to ride Mission Space again, and find that all the fast passes are completely gone for Test Track for the day.  The line backs up all the way out to the soda stand.  We head right to the World Showcase.  There is live music everywhere (though Exploding Poptart sadly notes that we missed the Chinese acrobats).  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI7onVcLOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JVsWYufsAeE/s1600-h/P1000821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI7onVcLOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JVsWYufsAeE/s200/P1000821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202286088506060002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't have reservations, but enjoy "Japan" as we wait for our table.  We are so exhausted and hot by the time we get seated that we are a little chagrined to be seated around a hot grill.  It seems this is a restaurant like in our own home tomn where they will grill dinner right in front of you.  But we are not in the mood for a show next to a heat source.  We just want white rice and AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is of course delicious, and eventually we are rested enough to appreciate that.  We decide to take the long walk around the circle to see at least a little of the "whole world" with our final destination to be Mission Space.  No matter what the wait is for Mission Space, we will brave the lines, because it is Wuggie's favorite.  It is a long walk, especially since we want to walk back to the World Showcase for fireworks.  But Wuggie is so happy, it's worth it.  We find a bridge not too far from the World Showcase that is off the beaten path, and sit on a bench where we can't see the show floating on the lake, but can see way more than from our hotel beach.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI7M3VcLNI/AAAAAAAAASw/ZXM0allST5o/s1600-h/P1000826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI7M3VcLNI/AAAAAAAAASw/ZXM0allST5o/s320/P1000826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202285611764690130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Poor Wuggie is overcome with sadness.  He realizes it will be a long time before he can come back to Epcot again.  We sit in a big family hug as the fireworks show finishes.  We let the tremendous post-show surge of humanity pass us by and sit together in our oasis.  We decide we are not quite done having fun, and go to claim our extra hours wrist bands for  resort guests.  Are we up to one more ride?  Yes.  We choose Spaceship Earth.  Really it's a pretty goofy old-school look at the history of the world complete with animatronics.  But Wuggie Loves it.  It is cool to be inside the geodesic dome, and look at a sky filled with faux stars, to ride backwards in the dark, and most importantly to design our own video, in which cut outs of our faces star in the movie of our future.  Afterwards we are let out into an arcade of science-based games.  Eric and Nick find a cool game about energy consumption and distribution.  Wuggie Norple is almost giddy.  It is his new favorite.  When asked why he says"because we got to make our future."&lt;/p&gt;Exploding Pop Tart encourages us to get home while we still feel good and save some energy for our last day.  We go right to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6826746196572743394?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6826746196572743394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6826746196572743394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6826746196572743394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6826746196572743394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-5-double-dipping.html' title='Disney Day 5: Double Dipping'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDJKFXVcLRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hLS0VD6Bp-U/s72-c/P1000989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6312029684736842903</id><published>2008-05-18T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:16:17.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 4: Animal Kingdom</title><content type='html'>After taking some pictures of our own Animal Kingdom at the hotel, our first activity at Animal Kingdom was to have our pictures taken with Pooh, Eyeor, Tigger, and Piglet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wuggie Norple says: "I wish you got to hug Piglet too. He was doing dance moves I could see while I was waiting in line with Pooh."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now it is mid-morning, and the park is congested. We get separated and lost. Just heading over to "Africa" to get a Safari Fast Pass makes us tired and grumpy. &lt;/p&gt;Now it is HOT and we are already sun burned. NO breeze.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIzUnVcLHI/AAAAAAAAASA/_rlXCwNooWc/s1600-h/P1000491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIzUnVcLHI/AAAAAAAAASA/_rlXCwNooWc/s320/P1000491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202276948815654002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This park has the Disney mix of rides, shows, restaurants and shops, with a bit of zoo and nature trail mixed in. The central landmark is a huge tree that is beautifully carved with animals, but is not in fact a real tree. I want to photograph it, but I feel conflicted about the fact that there is a fake tree at the center of this faux nature preserve.&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The whole place is a mix of real and unreal, native and imported. I am not sure what to take pictures of. If you have taken a look at the &lt;a href="http://carrotsnginger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carrots and Ginger blo&lt;/a&gt;g in the last year, you know that most of the pictures that appear are taken within a block of my home. I love to photograph the little flowers that come up in my neighborhood as I learn the local ecosystem. I tend to photograph local things, native things, personal things. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIwz3VcLDI/AAAAAAAAARg/HsDtt751df0/s1600-h/P1000561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIwz3VcLDI/AAAAAAAAARg/HsDtt751df0/s200/P1000561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202274187151682610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I find an amazing water bird at my hotel, and the next day see the same bird in Animal Kingdom next to a hippo or a lion who are a long way from home.&lt;/p&gt;We see a bird show with trained exotic birds, but the highlight is not the birds or the witty banter, but the fact that we finally find our own hidden Mickey! Right in the bricks of the stage set!. This redeems our day and makes Wuggie feel like a great hidden Mickey detective.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI0N3VcLII/AAAAAAAAASI/WyUCo235nsQ/s1600-h/P1000542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDI0N3VcLII/AAAAAAAAASI/WyUCo235nsQ/s320/P1000542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202277932363164802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Disney in general is incredibly well orchestrated. The service is excellent, the "cast" is friendly, the bathrooms and streets are immaculately clean, and it delivers something that Great America can't even touch. But the whole things is very surreal.&lt;/p&gt;A pizza place spotted by Papercup Mixmaster makes it all good. It is out of the sun and filled with hand painted murals and sculpture. In fact, scattered throughout the real nature and the faux nature is hidden cool pieces of public art which appear to be hand made.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIyxnVcLGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6VvG9wrSzcU/s1600-h/P1000518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIyxnVcLGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6VvG9wrSzcU/s320/P1000518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202276347520232546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIx9XVcLFI/AAAAAAAAARw/_L9P_UJpy3w/s1600-h/P1000518.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had learned by now that when Wuggie Norple is at the end of his rope, what we need is to find someplace where he can play in water. We find a fountain that makes a smooth sphere of water. Wuggie calls it a force field fountain and in retrospect says it was one of favorite moments in Disney World. We play at breaking the force field with our hands. Next we head to the most giant playground in Disney World, one disguised as an archeological dig. There Wuggie is certified as Junior Paleontologist, while his parents sit on a rock near the giant fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the carnival rides and games, we make the effort to make it across the park for the Nemo Show, which turns out to be Exploding Poptart's faorite part of the day. It made really wonderful use of costumes and puppets, was cast with skilled dancers and singers (and this from a musical comedy cynic!) We just hadn't expected to find well crafted theatre so close to a tilt-o-whirl. This 40-minute version of the Finding Nemo story was surprisingly moving, almost tear-jerking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After dinner we headed back to the hotel. Because it was an early evening, we had the bus let us off at the "Old Port Royale" (read restaurant, hotel store, bar, dock). Here we discover the arcade, and Wuggie Norple discovers Mario Kart. He wins first place in race after race, and is crushed when we run out of credits and have to leave. We had chosen this hotel in part because it has a running track all around the lagoons, but there were so many miles of walking each day, Exploding Poptart never once went running. But it was a relief to roll out the yoga mat in the hotel room and stretch the tired muscles while the local baseball game played on the television. The whole family enjoys the Epcot fireworks on our beach, and having learned our lesson, we once again go to bed early. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6312029684736842903?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6312029684736842903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6312029684736842903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6312029684736842903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6312029684736842903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-4-animal-kingdom.html' title='Disney Day 4: Animal Kingdom'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIzUnVcLHI/AAAAAAAAASA/_rlXCwNooWc/s72-c/P1000491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2707654091479215228</id><published>2008-05-17T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:56:04.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 3: Epcot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIqFnVcK-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JDR28Jxc4Rc/s1600-h/Disney+World+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIqFnVcK-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JDR28Jxc4Rc/s320/Disney+World+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202266795512966114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next goal to be attained was Mission Space at Epcot. We also wanted to ride Test Track, a goal of Papercup Mixmaster. Epcot was beautiful, and filled with massive space-shaping structures. Much less cluttered with small attractions than the Magic Kingdom style.  The downside, is that everything is a long walk from everything else.  As the sun finally started to break through the clouds, we encountered Florida Sun for the first time, made soft by the cold New York winters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; That place is huge, and everything in it is huge. We got tired just walking from one ride to another.  We get our fastpass for Test Track and go right to Mission Space.  We are a little nervous, because caution signs are everywhere.  I mean, I didn't think I had trouble with confined spaces, but by the 10th caution sign, I was starting to wonder if I might spontaneously develop a problem.  This is one of the brand new rides, and so the line process is much more sophisticated than on the older rides.  The idea is, if you make the walkway really long, then people will be mostly walking, and not feel as grumbly as if they are standing still.  Also, we are walking through a maze surrounded by cool space stuff, and short video broadcasts preparing us for the mission ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally, when we are "on deck" two teams of 3 or 4 line up on designated spots on the floor.  Then, as the video is "giving our final briefing" they spotlight each one of us to tell us our job.  Wuggie Norple is the Commander, and feels pretty good about this.  We each have buttons to push to assure the success of our space mission. As the simulation begins the rocket blasts off into space.  Now we are getting used to each "straight up" being followed by "terrifying plunge down" but this one just keeps going, right into space.  Eventually there is a problem with the launch and we are forced to go to manual controls.  Wuggie Norple yells out instructions to his crew.  We land safely.  Wuggie Norple is thrilled.  We are let out into a "Training Center" that is filled with video games and a climbing gym.  I sent a couple you goofy messages from the e-mail message center.  We are ready for whatever's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For some reason there is also an aquarium in Epcot.  This becomes a Nemo attraction, of course.  This line starts outside, and there is no fast pass.  It is hot now, and the line is moving very slowly.  The heat is making us grumpy.  The ride is okay, it combines real fish, and movie projections and we head right into the line for Turtle Talk with Crush.  We are kind of at the end of our ropes, but it ends up being nice, even though Crush doesn't answer Wuggie's question. We need lunch.  We had heard that Norway had good food, and since it was only a mildly long walk, we went for it.  Unfortunately, Exploding Poptart was the only one who likes Lefse, and even the live Norwegian music outside could not turn the day around for Wuggie Norple and Papercup Mixmaster.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIqtnVcK_I/AAAAAAAAARA/E8MsIYCi-tQ/s1600-h/Disney+World+344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIqtnVcK_I/AAAAAAAAARA/E8MsIYCi-tQ/s320/Disney+World+344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202267482707733490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately our return route to  Future World lead us right through a butterfly garden, which turned out to be Exploding Poptart's favorite part of Epcot.  A little butterfly sanctuary that had a quiet peace to it even with one of the sidestreets leading right through it.  And, more good luck, there was a playground right next to it, and a set of fountains that shot right up through the ground to help keep those daring enough to run through it wet and cool.  We were getting some of our rope back.  There were even chairs for parents to sit and enjoy a cool drink.  There was a special garden show at Epcot, and they were showing off not only their impressive displays of chemically induced flowers, but also made a number of nods at ecology, including a living dog-house roof, and a water reclamation display.  Exploding Poptart pondered the irony, and began noticing the Disney recycle bins all over the parks and at the bus stops, and the "certified green hotel" signs at the hotel.  It turns out that something like 30% of Disney World is set aside as open space wetlands.  Exploding Poptart was not sure how to feel about the ironic juxtaposition, and decided that ultimately whenever the corporate overlords decide to get on the green bandwagon it is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The great disappointment of the day came when we went back to Test Track and found that there were huge lines in the brutal sun, even with Fast Pass.  Blerg.&lt;/p&gt;The next part of our plan seemed crazy.  We had heard that you could take a boat from Epcot to the restaurant where we had dinner reservations, departing from the "International Port."  This seemed crazy and doomed to failure, but in fact we took the first of our lovely ferry rides around the lagoon to the circle of high-rise hotels connected to Epcot.  The Swan, where we had gotten reservations because we knew Goofy and Pluto would be hosting, turned out to be very elegant and fancy.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all the crowds, restaurant almost empty. Pasta Bar! Luxurious mini deserts! Wuggie Norple could get as many helpings of "pasta his way" (plain spaghetti with butter and parmesan cheese) as he wanted.  Plus there was a special kids buffet at kid-height with silver lidded containers of chicken nuggets and roni cheese.  Plus, Goofy walked us to our table, and Pluto paid  a personal visit.  This meal serendipitously  turns into one of the best parts of our whole trip! &lt;/p&gt;We realized that if we took a boat to Hollywood, we could get the bus home, it would be a shorter commute. We were getting to like this boat thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were exhausted, but mom was a little sad to leave before the famed fireworks display, so she went down to the main beach at the hotel to see if the lifeguard was right, that from just the spot fireworks could be viewed.  What a perfect ending to the day, fireworks in a hammock at a private beach.  No crowds, no lines.  She vowed to bring the family the next night, and everyone turned in early. Wuggie Norple is bright red with sunburn, and we are all exhausted.  We decide not to get such an early start in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2707654091479215228?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2707654091479215228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2707654091479215228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2707654091479215228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2707654091479215228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-3-epcot.html' title='Disney Day 3: Epcot'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIqFnVcK-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JDR28Jxc4Rc/s72-c/Disney+World+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3083692474387997535</id><published>2008-05-17T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:29:28.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 2: Hollywood</title><content type='html'>We start the day waiting for groceries.  We had placed an order online before we left NY.  We have ordered fruit and yogurt, and the other kinds of things it can be hard to find when you are far from home.  We brewed some Ithaca coffee, and breakfasted on bagels and yogurt, and made a late-morning start for our first full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIoxnVcK9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fWhvq1vHRfc/s1600-h/Disney+World+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIoxnVcK9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fWhvq1vHRfc/s320/Disney+World+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202265352403954642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every day starts at he bus stop, where the family of ducks that live in our lagoon ask Papercup Mixmaster for a piece of his orange. (Yes, PM occasionally eats a piece of real fruit.) We are still getting used to waiting for a bus to go everywhere, because we are spoiled car-drivers by habit.  By the end of the week, I realized that this Disney bus system is far more reliable than any municipal bus I have ever ridden, or waited vainly for.  but this first day it seems like buses are going everywhere except Hollywood Studios which is where we want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIln3VcK6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/lN0gZOm5y9A/s1600-h/Disney+World+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIln3VcK6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/lN0gZOm5y9A/s200/Disney+World+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202261886365346722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We go right to Star Tours, Wuggie Norple's pick for the day. You have to go through the Ewok forest to get there, and there we adopted his new Ewok, Teebo. Expding PopTart and Papercup Mixmaster picked Muppet 3D, which was every bit as charming as going to the Muppet Show in person. Later Wuggie Norple asks "When that guy says 'Everyone else thinks I'm talking to them, but I'm really just talking to you' how does he do that?" We try to explain that 3D looks that way to everyone, but he remains skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploding Poptart's boss mentioned that  last time she went to Disney World she went to "the one with all the shows"  I realize what she means.  Most of what to do here at Hollywood Studios are is some version of sitting and watching.  We are not used to this from our brief visit to Disneyland.  We are more ride-centered.  We are generally not in favor of waiting in any more lines, so we slip into "Indiana Jones Epic Stunt Spectacular" standing room only and watch cool acrobats and stunts, and some lame banter by the host.  It is still pretty breezy and overcast, but warmer than the day we arrived.  We notice that Disney seems to be doing a brisk business in fleecies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our lame dinner the night before, we got reservations for "Hollywood and Vine" which had a great buffet and a yummy dinner was had by all.  Poor Wuggie was flagging at times.  Perhaps the late night the night before and all the walking were catching up to us.  We Went home to get ready for "Fantasmic," the famed evening show at Hollywood Studios.  We had been warned that seats filled up, and were not interested in another SRO event.  So we got there almost an hour early, general admission, like watching a show at shoreline. We read our new Star Wars book ("Last of the Jedi") , ate popcorn, and got a cool Buzz Lightyear toy that spins light-up tenticles and looks really cool in the dark.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDImfXVcK7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JQKBHaB1Zq0/s1600-h/Disney+World+263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDImfXVcK7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JQKBHaB1Zq0/s320/Disney+World+263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202262839848086450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was the strangest mix of things: Disney meets Las Vegas meets Burning Man.  It was a Gesamkunstwerk using live action, lights, fire, puppets, and (most originally) animated projections casting light on huge sheets of spraying water. And for the finale, all your favorite Disney characters riding illuminated boats (like a moat-parade around the stage) and fireworks.  We went back to our hotel happy and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3083692474387997535?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3083692474387997535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3083692474387997535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3083692474387997535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3083692474387997535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-2-hollywood.html' title='Disney Day 2: Hollywood'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIoxnVcK9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fWhvq1vHRfc/s72-c/Disney+World+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5582804285871238229</id><published>2008-05-15T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:53:43.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Day 1:  Arriving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;First of all, we love Jet Blue. Direct flight, leg room, TV in every seat.  Wuggie Norple watched the map channel the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our experience of the famed Disney lines began at the airport waiting for our hotel shuttle, but we also find that the lines move pretty quickly, and  everyone is very nice. We realize that there are staff whose only job is  to be friendly and answer quetions.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIiRnVcK4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/kH7vBqwZaa4/s1600-h/Disney+World+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIiRnVcK4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/kH7vBqwZaa4/s200/Disney+World+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202258205578374018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrive at our hotel (named "Carribbean Beach Resort" which feels like I'm telling a fib every  time I say it, cause of how it's inland and not in the Carribbean, and resort makes me think of rich people).  The lines are mercifully short, we are given magic cards which are room key, park ad mission, and credit card.  We discover we are "Family of the Day" which means we get a maracca, and our photo is taken in the middle of the hotel entrance with colorful straw hats, and later the photo is delivered to our room with an autographed photo of Micky and Minnie congratulating us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our hotel is very spread out, and carefully landscaped with palm trees and hibiscus flowers.  There are many separete buildings in the complex, and each “island” has its  own pool, playground and sand beach.  We realized later on that this hotel is in the suburbs of Disney World.  Hotels closer to the action are huge high rise buildings.  All these buildings are two stories, with lots of rolling lawns, ponds and gardens (it reminds me a little of the corporate campuses in Mt. View CA) and there is more of commute in to the parks than from other Disney World resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We take the shuttle bus to the building that has the restuarant, food court, gift shop and bar to eat a very late lunch  at the only place still open.  We resolve not to eat there  again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the main selling points of this hotel had been the possibility of boat rental at the dock.  Hoping I had not seriously misunderstood, we headed to the dock to investigate.  We ended up taking a paddleboat around the whole lagoon, under 2 bridges, while Exploding Poptart obsessively snapped pictures of alll the wetland birds.  It was lovely, and a nice way to get to know  this place where we would be staying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soon it was time to take the bus to Magic Kingdom for the “Spectra Magic”  parade.  We were impatient with the long wait at the bus stop, and the long bus ride to the Magic Kingdom, but when we arrived, we walked right up Main Street to the  castle where a live performance was just beginning, and felt finally we had&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIjHXVcK5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/zKYP3Gx7NQg/s1600-h/Disney+World+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIjHXVcK5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/zKYP3Gx7NQg/s200/Disney+World+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202259128996342674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; arrived.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next we headed right to Tomorrowland to ride Wuggie Norple's top 2 rides:  Buzz  Lightyear and “The Many Adventures of  Winnie the Pooh.” We were disppointed to discover that the Pooh ride was not as good as at  Disneyland, but more, Wuggie Norple had heard about hidden Mickey's on the Travel channel, and had heard there was one on the Pooh ride, but  no luck finding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Buzz Lightyear, on the other hand, is GREAT! It's a brand new ride where riders can shoot their laser guns at targets, and the red light coming from the gun really is read by the computer which tallys your score.  The middle-seat rider rotates the car too and fro.  Also, there were cool graphics and stuff that lights up.  We checked out the Monsters Inc show that integrates live audience response with unseen actors voicing computer animations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We also learned that we love Fast Pass.  It lets you choose between "planning ahead" and "waiting in line."  If you "plan ahead" you can pick up your magic ticket, and when you come back later, you can go right to the front of the line. That was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sunset, people started claiming their spots for the Spectra Magic parade.  By the time the parade began, there were huge crowds. Papercup Mixmaster forged out a spot by a fence, Wuggie Norple rode on dads shoulders as much as he can, conducting furiously as the music rose and fell. Exploding Poptart has her usual short-lady partial view, but the huge illuminated floats in the parade are still wonderful to behold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5582804285871238229?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5582804285871238229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5582804285871238229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5582804285871238229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5582804285871238229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/disney-day-1-arriving.html' title='Disney Day 1:  Arriving'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SDIiRnVcK4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/kH7vBqwZaa4/s72-c/Disney+World+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2658870107351411204</id><published>2008-05-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:17:31.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog is 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SCRq3L0_YAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cG2BWI2Cl4Y/s1600-h/Spring+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SCRq3L0_YAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cG2BWI2Cl4Y/s400/Spring+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198397366192791554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Dog's 10th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;We so lucky to have such an easy-going, sweet, fun dog in our family.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2658870107351411204?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2658870107351411204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2658870107351411204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2658870107351411204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2658870107351411204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/05/dog-is-10.html' title='Dog is 10'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SCRq3L0_YAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cG2BWI2Cl4Y/s72-c/Spring+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-6907976533728070819</id><published>2008-04-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T06:14:58.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser</title><content type='html'>Our time in Disney world was fun, tiring, overwhelming, exciting, crowded and lovely.  We had no access to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WiFi&lt;/span&gt;, so now that we are home we will have to compose our thoughts and look through the 1000 photos Exploding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Poptart&lt;/span&gt; took to share only the best with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, here are our top 10 things from Disney World:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mission&lt;/span&gt; Space (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wuggie's&lt;/span&gt; Favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Swan with Pluto, Goofy and Pasta Your Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muppets&lt;/span&gt; 3D&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Light Year's Space Ranger Spin&lt;br /&gt;Free Arcade Game night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Paddle boats&lt;/span&gt; in our hotel lagoon&lt;br /&gt;Crazy looking birds&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Epcot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-6907976533728070819?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/6907976533728070819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=6907976533728070819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6907976533728070819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/6907976533728070819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/04/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7210285760684573475</id><published>2008-04-12T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:49:00.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Grand Adventure</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; and his family depart on our biggest adventure of the year.  We are going to Disney World!  After last years journey of 3000 miles from California to New York through the wilds of North Dakota and the back woods of Canada, we are thrilled to be leaving our car behind this time, and to be staying in one place for a whole week.  For today, however, we are all a little anxious.  We have stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fretting&lt;/span&gt; over our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;worries&lt;/span&gt; about selling out to our corporate overlords, and the fact that all the lunches with Winnie the Pooh were booked months ago and right now I (the mom) am anxious about packing the exact right thing for every occasion.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Norple&lt;/span&gt; is worried about finding foods he can eat in the wilds of Disney, and Dad is worried about how he is going to stand the waiting until we leave for Syracuse tomorrow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wuggie&lt;/span&gt; wants you to know, however, that he is very excited about the rides, and about the secrets he has learned from his research, and about the hidden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mickies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try to stay in touch throughout our journey.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wifi&lt;/span&gt; in Florida, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7210285760684573475?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7210285760684573475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7210285760684573475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7210285760684573475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7210285760684573475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-grand-adventure.html' title='Another Grand Adventure'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5385847380767319747</id><published>2008-04-10T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:41:49.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strike X-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_7BgEA4bGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FNLZUOY1URk/s1600-h/Lego+Ship+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_7BgEA4bGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FNLZUOY1URk/s400/Lego+Ship+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187796577354804322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_6_PUA4bEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eCAOhSo8FPk/s1600-h/droids.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The Strike X-2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_6_PUA4bEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eCAOhSo8FPk/s1600-h/droids.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The Strike X-2 uses alien technology to create a hybrid ship for deep space exploration. Alien crystal power allows humans to travel deeper into space than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_7AgEA4bFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/nNzXuiTSyPE/s1600-h/Lego+Ship+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_7AgEA4bFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/nNzXuiTSyPE/s320/Lego+Ship+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187795477843176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Crew&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pilot      (forward compartment), controls the engines and navigation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gunner/Droid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Operator (middle compartment), controls weapon systems and launches      droids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The crew stays in the ship at all times for safety&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Engines&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alien      rotary drive for deep space missions (rear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alien crystal fuel generators (throughout the ship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Weapons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forward      laser cannons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rotating      center backfire missiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tractor      beam offshooters (one on each wing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Super-dynamic      rocket missiles (left side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Side      shooter and super blasters (right side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enemy      weapon systems disabler (right side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All weapons powered by alien crystals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_6_PUA4bEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eCAOhSo8FPk/s1600-h/droids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_6_PUA4bEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eCAOhSo8FPk/s320/droids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187794090568739906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Droids&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two      servo-droids can be launched from the rear cargo compartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Droid-1      has a power gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Droid-2      has an alien thermal detonator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Droids can also be used for exploring outside the ship, while the crew remains safely inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5385847380767319747?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5385847380767319747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5385847380767319747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5385847380767319747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5385847380767319747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/04/strike-x-2.html' title='The Strike X-2'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R_7BgEA4bGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FNLZUOY1URk/s72-c/Lego+Ship+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3561692958021771594</id><published>2008-03-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:20:22.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyramid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R-myauonYNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/jcpaQo5pT10/s1600-h/Lego+Pyramid+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R-myauonYNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/jcpaQo5pT10/s320/Lego+Pyramid+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181869018531193042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple wants you to know that this is a pyramid he made with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has guys inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-3561692958021771594?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3561692958021771594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3561692958021771594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3561692958021771594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3561692958021771594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/pyramid.html' title='Pyramid'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R-myauonYNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/jcpaQo5pT10/s72-c/Lego+Pyramid+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2089280405080935948</id><published>2008-03-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:19:20.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The birds were wrong</title><content type='html'>Wuggie Norple woke up very early when we went to visit his Nonnie this weekend.  He got into bed with his dad and me saying "I heard the birds and thought it was time to get up.  But then I saw that it was still dark out, and I realized the birds were wrong."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2089280405080935948?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2089280405080935948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2089280405080935948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2089280405080935948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2089280405080935948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/birds-were-wrong.html' title='The birds were wrong'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-8234201454531972568</id><published>2008-03-12T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T06:04:38.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dark Start" or "Stupid Senate"</title><content type='html'>Sunrise this morning?  7:21. &lt;br /&gt;Bus stop time?  7:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week we were finally waking to light through our windows.  Now it is pitch dark again.  Remember back when Daylight savings started April 1?  What was Congress thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie and I start each day now grumbling about the U.S. Congress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-8234201454531972568?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/8234201454531972568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=8234201454531972568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8234201454531972568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/8234201454531972568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/dark-start-or-stupid-senate.html' title='&quot;Dark Start&quot; or &quot;Stupid Senate&quot;'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-3033655062082528866</id><published>2008-03-08T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:51:24.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9MIyX5XICI/AAAAAAAAAOA/95m3u3YnbXI/s1600-h/Penguins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9MIyX5XICI/AAAAAAAAAOA/95m3u3YnbXI/s320/Penguins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175490058279919650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 of Wuggie's recent pieces.  "Penguins' Diving Lessons 100: Holding your Breath" is a mixed media piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Red Boy" is made with twisted wire.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9MKAH5XIEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zlRxKVRqpKg/s1600-h/red+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9MKAH5XIEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zlRxKVRqpKg/s320/red+Boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175491394014748738" 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/8126895933578729114-3033655062082528866?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/3033655062082528866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=3033655062082528866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3033655062082528866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/3033655062082528866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9MIyX5XICI/AAAAAAAAAOA/95m3u3YnbXI/s72-c/Penguins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-2123633789221408068</id><published>2008-03-08T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:07:47.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise</title><content type='html'>Last night, while reading "Magic Treehouse" we came across the word paradise.  We tried to think what we would want in our perfect world.  Of course there would be all the spaghetti and Doritos you could eat, and a magic bookcase that would have all the books you wanted.  Wuggie said "You would go to the book case, and pull out a book, and look at the first page to see which person in our family it was for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can figure out who in our family these paradise books would be for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything you Ever Wanted to Know about Garfield"&lt;br /&gt;"Keith Olbermann Loves Politics"&lt;br /&gt;"Doing Yoga in your Garden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the special bonus:&lt;br /&gt;"Garfield Star Wars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Wuggie is going to write that last one if it doesn't already exist...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-2123633789221408068?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/2123633789221408068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=2123633789221408068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2123633789221408068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/2123633789221408068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-5391805525606346878</id><published>2008-03-08T09:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:07:57.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyaowz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9L_5n5XIBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5aZVKDbSCBM/s1600-h/Teddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9L_5n5XIBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5aZVKDbSCBM/s320/Teddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175480287229321234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cyaowz(pronounced "kee-owz").  Wuggie Norple has given his faithful companion his very own blog name.  Apparently Cyaowz likes Playstation as much as Wuggie Norple!  I came home from yoga this morning to find them arranged together on the couch for a Lego Star Wars marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-5391805525606346878?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/5391805525606346878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=5391805525606346878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5391805525606346878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/5391805525606346878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/cyaowz.html' title='Cyaowz'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R9L_5n5XIBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5aZVKDbSCBM/s72-c/Teddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-4944224759623595472</id><published>2008-03-07T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:10:29.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Math Facts</title><content type='html'>Suddenly Wuggie Norple is all about numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night he asked,&lt;br /&gt;"What's a million minus a trillion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said:&lt;br /&gt;"that's going to be a negative number"&lt;br /&gt;He says &lt;br /&gt;"Wow"&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like me to get out a pencil and paper and show you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked downright excited at the prospect.&lt;br /&gt;After we clarified that we meant trillion as defined in American parlance,&lt;br /&gt;I showed him how&lt;br /&gt;1,000,000,000,000 &lt;br /&gt;       -1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;  999,999,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says,&lt;br /&gt;"No, one million minus a trillion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Wuggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;-1,000,000,000,000&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;  -999,999,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practiced saying the answer out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he runs off to the living room &lt;br /&gt;"Dada, do you want to know an AMAZING math fact?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-4944224759623595472?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/4944224759623595472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=4944224759623595472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4944224759623595472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/4944224759623595472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/03/amazing-math-facts.html' title='Amazing Math Facts'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-7078279330030108267</id><published>2008-02-27T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:25:18.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a snow day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YbbJLKuHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I2CZLucuRFA/s1600-h/snow+storm+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YbbJLKuHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I2CZLucuRFA/s320/snow+storm+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171851375214770290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggie Norple was SO bummed that today was not a snow day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to put together a couple of fluffy snow balls at the bus stop, however.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-7078279330030108267?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/7078279330030108267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=7078279330030108267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7078279330030108267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/7078279330030108267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-snow-day.html' title='not a snow day'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YbbJLKuHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/I2CZLucuRFA/s72-c/snow+storm+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1316389240841891753</id><published>2008-02-26T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:30:13.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For LouJones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YciZLKuII/AAAAAAAAANY/CvfhsoPfF2k/s1600-h/snow+storm+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YciZLKuII/AAAAAAAAANY/CvfhsoPfF2k/s320/snow+storm+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171852599280449666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuggy was so proud of this score, that he declared February 22 "Super Monkey Ball Deluxe UFO Outer Space Winner's Party Day" to be celebrated annually with an all day Super Monkey Ball Deluxe marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1316389240841891753?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1316389240841891753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1316389240841891753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1316389240841891753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1316389240841891753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-loujones.html' title='For LouJones'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8YciZLKuII/AAAAAAAAANY/CvfhsoPfF2k/s72-c/snow+storm+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126895933578729114.post-1262049858907888712</id><published>2008-02-23T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:47:39.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8BcNZLKuDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XIzqPeq9uy4/s1600-h/nix+pix+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8BcNZLKuDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XIzqPeq9uy4/s320/nix+pix+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170233757387110450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this drawing in Wuggie Norple's craft drawers when his cousin was visiting.  This is the schematic diagram his dad used to design a Halloween costume.  We tried to explain what it was to Wuggie Norple who, finally comprehending, replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So it's a yellow print"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's his best pun ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8126895933578729114-1262049858907888712?l=wuggienorple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/feeds/1262049858907888712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8126895933578729114&amp;postID=1262049858907888712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1262049858907888712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126895933578729114/posts/default/1262049858907888712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuggienorple.blogspot.com/2008/02/from-archives.html' title='From the Archives'/><author><name>Ginger Root</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DueFONeNAuk/SKcIuq-KhUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xaJzjMkQ4JI/S220/Columbine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DueFONeNAuk/R8BcNZLKuDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XIzqPeq9uy4/s72-c/nix+pix+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
