<?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-3992461299557805490</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:09:39.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Okay By Me.</title><subtitle type='html'>Kate, Lily, Chris, and Anna.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5632455026422579430</id><published>2010-01-06T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:13:38.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Blogger!</title><content type='html'>I've decided to abandon frustrating Blogger and move to friendly Wordpress.  You can now find my blog at:

http://kangweyant.wordpress.com



Farewell, Blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5632455026422579430?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5632455026422579430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5632455026422579430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5632455026422579430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5632455026422579430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-long-blogger.html' title='So Long, Blogger!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1850191253946002113</id><published>2010-01-06T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:55:04.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Editor Function in Blogger Messed Up My Blog</title><content type='html'>You'll see that everything, pics, text, is wonky.  That's because the new editor in Blogger is terrible and has wrecked my posts.  

I am sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1850191253946002113?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1850191253946002113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1850191253946002113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1850191253946002113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1850191253946002113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-editor-function-in-blogger-messed.html' title='New Editor Function in Blogger Messed Up My Blog'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8844305531742638067</id><published>2010-01-02T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:39:46.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily is Three Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdV3u8gyI/AAAAAAAAHfk/6z6xb02A4P0/s1600-h/DSC_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdV3u8gyI/AAAAAAAAHfk/6z6xb02A4P0/s320/DSC_0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
A friend of mine told me that it all goes by much faster the second time, and she was right. Lily seems to be growing stronger, plumper, and droolier by the second.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdWM_5eNI/AAAAAAAAHfs/6frjEUvpq2o/s1600-h/DSC_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdWM_5eNI/AAAAAAAAHfs/6frjEUvpq2o/s320/DSC_0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
With Kate's encouragement, Lily has been practicing lifting her head.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdWUkUZlI/AAAAAAAAHf0/wDffKjb9fMo/s1600-h/DSC_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdWUkUZlI/AAAAAAAAHf0/wDffKjb9fMo/s320/DSC_1014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Look at me, Lily! You can do it!"

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdW8jHfcI/AAAAAAAAHf8/3FcV5AxxLg4/s1600-h/DSC_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0AdW8jHfcI/AAAAAAAAHf8/3FcV5AxxLg4/s320/DSC_0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_pdkhFVI/AAAAAAAAHgk/kMcDiu07y3E/s1600-h/DSC_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423107620340831570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_pdkhFVI/AAAAAAAAHgk/kMcDiu07y3E/s320/DSC_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Getting both Lily &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;Kate to look normal in a photo is an interesting challenge.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_o6708CI/AAAAAAAAHgc/WChLAB29lWo/s1600-h/DSC_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423107611043360802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_o6708CI/AAAAAAAAHgc/WChLAB29lWo/s320/DSC_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_oaYoKjI/AAAAAAAAHgU/DVkOLwDbclk/s1600-h/DSC_1199-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423107602305788466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_oaYoKjI/AAAAAAAAHgU/DVkOLwDbclk/s320/DSC_1199-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_n_P_xEI/AAAAAAAAHgM/JWc4zF2s7JE/s1600-h/DSC_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423107595021829186" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_n_P_xEI/AAAAAAAAHgM/JWc4zF2s7JE/s320/DSC_0981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Sweet Lily.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_nUKq5XI/AAAAAAAAHgE/-yzwEiJhvD4/s1600-h/DSC_1172-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423107583456765298" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0K_nUKq5XI/AAAAAAAAHgE/-yzwEiJhvD4/s320/DSC_1172-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
At three months, Lily likes to eat drumsticks and hang spoons off her nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIeIHxhhI/AAAAAAAAHhM/wF3t6Udg3A8/s1600-h/DSC_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423117321209218578" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIeIHxhhI/AAAAAAAAHhM/wF3t6Udg3A8/s320/DSC_1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
...she likes to express how she feels about her Appa through her wardrobe...

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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIdM2mBKI/AAAAAAAAHg8/a4Y8X7PBIsA/s1600-h/DSC_1215-%60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423117305299469474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIdM2mBKI/AAAAAAAAHg8/a4Y8X7PBIsA/s320/DSC_1215-%60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
...and is enthralled with Kate's left hand.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LRf8eqiDI/AAAAAAAAHiE/3t_uuaBioec/s1600-h/DSC_1234-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423127248048392242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LRf8eqiDI/AAAAAAAAHiE/3t_uuaBioec/s320/DSC_1234-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
At three months, Lily graduated from the sink to a giant yellow duck for bathtime.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIcVfQ47I/AAAAAAAAHgs/I-M3Fw1zqqI/s1600-h/DSC_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423117290437665714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LIcVfQ47I/AAAAAAAAHgs/I-M3Fw1zqqI/s320/DSC_1232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LJhRUCPwI/AAAAAAAAHhc/ZGbuh1dM0aI/s1600-h/DSC_1236-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423118474727800578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LJhRUCPwI/AAAAAAAAHhc/ZGbuh1dM0aI/s320/DSC_1236-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And today, Lily held up her head all by herself! It was sweet to see how excited Kate was for her.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LJg0gwf8I/AAAAAAAAHhU/ZMafZX3F-HA/s1600-h/DSC_1239-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423118466996535234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/S0LJg0gwf8I/AAAAAAAAHhU/ZMafZX3F-HA/s320/DSC_1239-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also noticed two tiny central incisor buds starting to sprout in Lily's mouth. That explains all the drooling Miss Lily has been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily's also been chatting more, and working on her raspberry:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To close out the Year of the Ox and the Year of Lily's Birth, Kate and I decided to try our hand at making &lt;em&gt;mandu&lt;/em&gt; so we could have it with our &lt;em&gt;dukgook&lt;/em&gt; on New Year's Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7NYls11nI/AAAAAAAAHcM/wzwuVPua22M/s1600-h/DSC_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7NYls11nI/AAAAAAAAHcM/wzwuVPua22M/s320/DSC_1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate loved how the small circles of &lt;em&gt;mandu pi &lt;/em&gt;(dumpling skins) felt cool and soft in her hand, and I was very happy to see how much she enjoyed making them with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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I used &lt;em&gt;halmoni's&lt;/em&gt; recipe of tofu, garlic, ginger, scallions, and sesame oil, substituting ground pork for beef. The smell of the ingredients, the texture of the skins, and dipping my finger in the bowl of water for the "glue" all reminded me of &lt;em&gt;halmoni&lt;/em&gt; and the times we made &lt;em&gt;mandu&lt;/em&gt; together. Now that I have kids, I appreciate those seemingly simple moments even more.

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While Kate and I gabbed and stuffed, Lily enjoyed some mat time and pondered how the parrot got on top of the arch.

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Voila! &lt;em&gt;Mandu&lt;/em&gt; for New Year's Day soup and a few for frying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7y8omhr7I/AAAAAAAAHdc/Xh8mT8r-2A8/s1600-h/DSC_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422038124905738162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7y8omhr7I/AAAAAAAAHdc/Xh8mT8r-2A8/s320/DSC_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vxGJrd8I/AAAAAAAAHdE/-SgI5vIRg1s/s1600-h/DSC_1017-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034628144494530" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vxGJrd8I/AAAAAAAAHdE/-SgI5vIRg1s/s320/DSC_1017-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate spent part of New Year's Eve reading to her sister, who is always captivated with big sister's voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vwlPfosI/AAAAAAAAHc8/OR4aaaNgN3k/s1600-h/DSC_1032-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034619310514882" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vwlPfosI/AAAAAAAAHc8/OR4aaaNgN3k/s320/DSC_1032-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily also enjoyed some standing and Giraffey gazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vwWFAX0I/AAAAAAAAHc0/DeSfK0Hlpt0/s1600-h/DSC_1076-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034615239991106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vwWFAX0I/AAAAAAAAHc0/DeSfK0Hlpt0/s320/DSC_1076-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate asked me to make her a little paper hat. Next thing I knew, it was propped on top of Lily (a.k.a. Popeye)'s, square head, and Kate was cracking up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7ye4RquOI/AAAAAAAAHdU/Ai7OJ-xGpq0/s1600-h/DSC_1077-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422037613717141730" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7ye4RquOI/AAAAAAAAHdU/Ai7OJ-xGpq0/s320/DSC_1077-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaunty Lily didn't seem to mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vvwlW2fI/AAAAAAAAHcs/yBv1PxSfpiY/s1600-h/DSC_1088-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034605175134706" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vvwlW2fI/AAAAAAAAHcs/yBv1PxSfpiY/s320/DSC_1088-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After Lily went to bed, Kate, Chris, and I had a special dessert (klondike bars on a stick), a special drink (Naked's Blueberry Machine), and tossed up some of Kate's homemade confetti before the countdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz72qPzAPYI/AAAAAAAAHeU/jA2sk13pyd4/s1600-h/DSC_1090-%60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042207056051586" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz72qPzAPYI/AAAAAAAAHeU/jA2sk13pyd4/s320/DSC_1090-%60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got to the real stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz705iWjGlI/AAAAAAAAHd8/FDJzZNdfmYA/s1600-h/DSC_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040270711757394" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz705iWjGlI/AAAAAAAAHd8/FDJzZNdfmYA/s320/DSC_1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where are the Times Square sweepers when you need them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz705Ql3XvI/AAAAAAAAHd0/PFnT83pV304/s1600-h/DSC_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040265944162034" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz705Ql3XvI/AAAAAAAAHd0/PFnT83pV304/s320/DSC_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Attractive, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz71lk3uU-I/AAAAAAAAHeM/Ax6kw12ZzLA/s1600-h/DSC_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422041027302020066" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz71lk3uU-I/AAAAAAAAHeM/Ax6kw12ZzLA/s320/DSC_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On New Year's Day, Lily joined us for lunch on the table, finally able to hold her neck up in the bumbo seat. Huzzah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79mAkIl5I/AAAAAAAAHfc/qxUNMyPtURY/s1600-h/DSC_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422049830829070226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79mAkIl5I/AAAAAAAAHfc/qxUNMyPtURY/s320/DSC_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79FVk-8bI/AAAAAAAAHfU/gYnFtcWWUfM/s1600-h/DSC_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422049269534093746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79FVk-8bI/AAAAAAAAHfU/gYnFtcWWUfM/s320/DSC_1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rice cake soup for New Year's Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79E38NS8I/AAAAAAAAHfM/bVpHHy6lrdI/s1600-h/DSC_1158-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422049261578439618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79E38NS8I/AAAAAAAAHfM/bVpHHy6lrdI/s320/DSC_1158-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;em&gt;mandu&lt;/em&gt; came out great, thanks to Kate, and we all "ate another year."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79Dw-4Q5I/AAAAAAAAHe8/sLPX7b16euk/s1600-h/DSC_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422049242530726802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz79Dw-4Q5I/AAAAAAAAHe8/sLPX7b16euk/s320/DSC_1179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After &lt;em&gt;dukgook&lt;/em&gt;, the whole family went to see "Princess and the Frog," a surprisingly good and minimally offensive Disney princess movie. We returned home just in time to enjoy this incredible sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sae hae bok mani badu saeyo! &lt;/em&gt;Happy 2010!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;







&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kate and Lily (and anyone else who is reading), here is the &lt;em&gt;mandu &lt;/em&gt;recipe, a combination of a recipe from &lt;em&gt;halmoni &lt;/em&gt;and from the &lt;em&gt;Eating Korean &lt;/em&gt;cookbook:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MANDU (KOREAN DUMPLINGS)

INGREDIENTS:

1 lb of ground pork or beef (I prefer ground pork)

1 package of firm tofu

1 cup mung bean (&lt;em&gt;sookchu) &lt;/em&gt;or green bean sprouts (can usually find this in the regular grocery store, or definitely Asian market. They look like very small, white beans with a teeny-tiny yellowish top).

1/2 medium onion, finely chopped

2 scallions, finely chopped

3 garlic cloves, minced

1 tablespoon ginger, minced

1 egg, beaten

1 tablespoon sesame oil

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp pepper

50 dumpling wrappers, or mandu pi (can find these at any Asian market. They usually read, "gyoza" on them. Get the small, round ones, not the "extra thick skins," but the regular ones.

canola oil for frying

a small bowl of cold water for the "glue"

TO PREPARE:

1. Open package of tofu and pour out water. Wrap the brick in cheesecloth or towel or paper towels. Squeeze out as much water as you can (this is important). Repeat as necessary. Crumble tofu in a large mixing bowl.

2. Blanch the mung bean sprouts. Rinse in cold water to stop cooking. Squeeze out as much water as you can. Chop them, put them in mixing bowl.

3. Add the remaining ingredients (except dumpling wrappers) and combine until mixed.

4. Get a large tray or flat surface for laying down the dumplings as you make them. Get small bowl of cold water.

5. Place a mandu pi in the palm of your hand. Spoon enough filling into the middle of the circle to leave about a 1/2 inch of empty skin (about a tablespoon). Dip your finger into the cold water and wet 1/2 the edge of the dumpling skin. Fold the skin in half, sealing the filling inside, making a semicircle.

6. If you want to be fancy, you can make small ridges on one side of the edge as your seal, using your finger and thumb, making about 5-7 ridges on each dumpling.

7. Repeat with each wrapper until all the filling or wrappers are used.

TO COOK:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO FRY THEM: In frying pan, pour enough oil to cover the bottom surface and heat over medium. Carefully, place the dumplings in the pan, filling it without crowding them. Should have enough space in between them in the pan. Fry until golden brown and crispy on one side. Flip them. Continue until all dumplings are cooked.

Note: this is what I do -- I fry one side for 3-4 minutes, flip them, then add a 1/2 cup of water (steam will shoot up), quickly cover the pan with a lid, lower the heat and continue cooking for another 2 minutes. OR, you can cook them the following ways:

TO STEAM THEM: Get a steamer. Lay a wet cloth on the bottom of the steamer to prevent sticking. Add a single layer of dumplings, making sure they're not touching each other. Steam over boiling water for 10-15 minutes, until filling is cooked through and the skins are slightly translucent. Servie immediately with soy sauce and vinegar.

TO BOIL THEM: Boil a large pot of water. Add dumplings one at a time, careful not to fill the pot. Let them cook 8-10 minutes. Fish them out with a slotted spoon. You can also boil them in beef stock and make dumpling soup (mandu guk)! Just top with chopped scallions, some dried seaweed, and cooked egg strips!

Makes 50 dumplings. Serve warm with soy sauce and a little vinegar.

--You can freeze the uncooked dumplings if you have too many. If have left over filling, make them into patties and cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-691649841901376286?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/691649841901376286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=691649841901376286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/691649841901376286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/691649841901376286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-year-of-tiger.html' title='Happy Year of the Tiger!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sz7vxaSo02I/AAAAAAAAHdM/9hD5SWB9teA/s72-c/DSC_1062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1743621505939175722</id><published>2009-12-29T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:56:56.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea For Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqkT0eIOzI/AAAAAAAAHbk/JYrtPFIWo84/s1600-h/downsized_1228091222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqkT0eIOzI/AAAAAAAAHbk/JYrtPFIWo84/s320/downsized_1228091222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
As a post-Christmas treat, Kate and Mom went for afternoon tea at The Huntington Gardens. After all the tea-party playing and pretend tea sipping, I thought Kate was old enough to experience the real deal.

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Kate had orange blossom tea for the first time and really liked it.

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But she especially liked the delicious tea sandwiches ("they took off the crust!") and side salads. They had Kate's favorite -- hummos and black olive tapenade -- and she even sampled caviar for the first time. As she chewed, she smiled, "Mom, I like it!" and then, "Mom I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; don't like it!" and washed it down with water.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqkVAWhMWI/AAAAAAAAHb8/rTUAOVMYlp8/s1600-h/IMG_4420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqkVAWhMWI/AAAAAAAAHb8/rTUAOVMYlp8/s320/IMG_4420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We sampled fruit tartlets and little brownies for dessert, and got to take home the wonderful scones for Appa to try. Kate wanted to take home a ton of sandwiches for Appa, but I could only sneak out a couple while maintaining my dignity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqlF7HKjtI/AAAAAAAAHcE/XNcVPiop28Y/s1600-h/IMG_4421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420826622679486162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqlF7HKjtI/AAAAAAAAHcE/XNcVPiop28Y/s320/IMG_4421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;It was a lovely afternoon with my girl, Kate.  We can't wait for Lily to be old enough to join us and make it tea for three.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1743621505939175722?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1743621505939175722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1743621505939175722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1743621505939175722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1743621505939175722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/tea-for-two.html' title='Tea For Two'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzqkT0eIOzI/AAAAAAAAHbk/JYrtPFIWo84/s72-c/downsized_1228091222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1703533073772278310</id><published>2009-12-26T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:34:26.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQY9DXkrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/DXK5aTRw6OI/s1600-h/DSC_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQY9DXkrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/DXK5aTRw6OI/s320/DSC_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
While the Kang-Weyant family slept, Santa and his cute little helper paid us a visit.

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Woot! Woot! It's Christmas time! Time to par-tay!

Kate crawled into bed with us at six o' clock and mercifully slept for another hour. Later on, I hurried downstairs to turn on the tree lights and get the video camera ready as Kate shouted down, "Mom, did Santa come last night? Did he eat the cookies??" "Whoo hooo!"


But even after seeing the piles and piles of presents under the tree, the first thing Kate wanted to do was give Chris and me our present:

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A handmade "Christmas ornament, not a potholder."

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhZMc4HMkI/AAAAAAAAHbU/v-bB45pQLpU/s1600-h/DSC_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420180221985239618" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhZMc4HMkI/AAAAAAAAHbU/v-bB45pQLpU/s320/DSC_0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Seeing it hanging on the tree, Kate realized that it might, in fact, be a potholder, but we all agreed it was too beautiful to be sullied and left it on the tree.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQZunuNWI/AAAAAAAAHXo/AH8yCzRp2MA/s1600-h/DSC_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQZunuNWI/AAAAAAAAHXo/AH8yCzRp2MA/s320/DSC_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate was &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;curious about what was inside this gigantic package from Uncle Tom in Canada.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQZ6-SiGI/AAAAAAAAHXw/U3ax8DOvYH0/s1600-h/DSC_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQZ6-SiGI/AAAAAAAAHXw/U3ax8DOvYH0/s320/DSC_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
A ginormous giraffe for Kate and Lily!

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtniI0NyI/AAAAAAAAHYY/i_WH0Qn82Dc/s1600-h/DSC_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132308742321954" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtniI0NyI/AAAAAAAAHYY/i_WH0Qn82Dc/s320/DSC_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate was over the moon. And Lily...well, Lily cooed and drooled.

Chris and I knew that somewhere, Tom was impishly giggling to himself, wondering if we were furious at him for sending such a ridiculously huge present. Truthfully, Chris and I both dreamed about having a giant toy animal when we were kids, like Richie Rich or Ricky Schroeder in Silver Spoons. An impractical, inconvenient, and expensive toy no parent would buy. Thanks, Tom!

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtnJAgDHI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/dyutXu73EHU/s1600-h/DSC_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132301996559474" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtnJAgDHI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/dyutXu73EHU/s320/DSC_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Of course, giant giraffe upstaged Santa's big gift to the girls -- a play refrigerator.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szgtm0GKBUI/AAAAAAAAHYI/K3PCyAMyOxU/s1600-h/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132296383137090" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szgtm0GKBUI/AAAAAAAAHYI/K3PCyAMyOxU/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Still, our darling daughter was grateful, and told us so.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtmY-EFOI/AAAAAAAAHYA/OJ_54PlDKPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132289101436130" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzgtmY-EFOI/AAAAAAAAHYA/OJ_54PlDKPQ/s320/DSC_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Pop-Pop and Grammy Marianne sent matching dresses with a beautiful Korean print.


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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8ZJL2kHI/AAAAAAAAHY4/GTvtBVcPOKw/s1600-h/DSC_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420148554200420466" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8ZJL2kHI/AAAAAAAAHY4/GTvtBVcPOKw/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
As well as a couple of pretty princess nightgowns for Miss Kate.


&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8Yt57osI/AAAAAAAAHYw/VFxd67UgHBk/s1600-h/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420148546877498050" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8Yt57osI/AAAAAAAAHYw/VFxd67UgHBk/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And some cute owl p.j.'s for our owl baby.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8XieYmcI/AAAAAAAAHYg/2TZsrcFoQ2Y/s1600-h/DSC_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420148526629296578" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szg8XieYmcI/AAAAAAAAHYg/2TZsrcFoQ2Y/s320/DSC_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB5CxjeGI/AAAAAAAAHZo/Fisv93p_LVc/s1600-h/DSC_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB4FqiK6I/AAAAAAAAHZY/ycxpWcQqGdQ/s1600-h/DSC_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420154583389449122" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB4FqiK6I/AAAAAAAAHZY/ycxpWcQqGdQ/s320/DSC_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate was the proud new Mommy of Bitty Baby "Carol" (for "Christmas Carol"), thanks to Samcheon, Sookmo, and Emma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB4jZBwLI/AAAAAAAAHZg/WNd2_etPFlo/s1600-h/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420154591369085106" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB4jZBwLI/AAAAAAAAHZg/WNd2_etPFlo/s320/DSC_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Who came with her own diaper backpack/carrier.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB33iGD-I/AAAAAAAAHZQ/32sY2zrtQZI/s1600-h/DSC_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420154579595956194" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB33iGD-I/AAAAAAAAHZQ/32sY2zrtQZI/s320/DSC_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Soo sent a bunch of "Little Miss" books, and beautiful matching outfits for the girls.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szgtlsp0MGI/AAAAAAAAHX4/lH9D-ZTcUYQ/s1600-h/DSC_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132277205348450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Szgtlsp0MGI/AAAAAAAAHX4/lH9D-ZTcUYQ/s320/DSC_0816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate received a wooden microwave from Nana, and Lily got an owl buddy to keep her company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Santa left clothes for Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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...and a T-shirt for Appa, among other things. Since Chris does all the vermin-trapping, bug-killing, and toilet-unclogging chores in our family, he has become our de facto janitor. Chris said all he needs now is a basement office with a girly calendar and a soiled cot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB3ZtK0XI/AAAAAAAAHZI/0vI4jK8W9zo/s1600-h/DSC_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420154571589341554" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhB3ZtK0XI/AAAAAAAAHZI/0vI4jK8W9zo/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Giraffey and Kate bonded over a bowl of Cheerios.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDJhFQGQI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/e3RcRvjBTBE/s1600-h/DSC_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420155982318672130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDJhFQGQI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/e3RcRvjBTBE/s320/DSC_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Santa's little helper needed a diaper change or two.
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And enjoyed some sing-songy conversation with Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDItvaCYI/AAAAAAAAHaA/ctK-aINxoaw/s1600-h/DSC_0921-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420155968536840578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDItvaCYI/AAAAAAAAHaA/ctK-aINxoaw/s320/DSC_0921-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This snowman ornament reminded us of Kate and Lily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Later on, Lily paid a visit to Kate's hair salon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDHuR77fI/AAAAAAAAHZw/TlLv2nuny8k/s1600-h/DSC_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420155951501798898" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhDHuR77fI/AAAAAAAAHZw/TlLv2nuny8k/s320/DSC_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And received a very fine hair fluffing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhF2cVeZjI/AAAAAAAAHas/Pdy-mkbEUuc/s1600-h/DSC_0962-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420158953161909810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhF2cVeZjI/AAAAAAAAHas/Pdy-mkbEUuc/s320/DSC_0962-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Santa also brought Kate a few "Magic Tree House" chapter books, and Mom read the first one to a captivated Kate and Giraffey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhL5ROsZ7I/AAAAAAAAHbM/Ae8R89mUUB0/s1600-h/DSC_0965-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420165598790051762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhL5ROsZ7I/AAAAAAAAHbM/Ae8R89mUUB0/s320/DSC_0965-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since she was a baby, Kate has always loved books.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhF1hV1kXI/AAAAAAAAHac/utSwZerDzWs/s1600-h/DSC_0966-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420158937325736306" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzhF1hV1kXI/AAAAAAAAHac/utSwZerDzWs/s320/DSC_0966-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the gift-opening mania, we delivered Kate's Xmas cookies to our neighbors and got some exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Even after getting an enormous amount of presents, Kate said that the best ones in the whole world were "Mom, Appa, and Lily." Here's hoping she feels this way for at least another year or two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-1703533073772278310?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1703533073772278310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1703533073772278310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1703533073772278310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1703533073772278310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcQY9DXkrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/DXK5aTRw6OI/s72-c/DSC_0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7540251146734141288</id><published>2009-12-26T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:39:59.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcBsBMc2DI/AAAAAAAAHVw/EOBQKbU5zK4/s1600-h/DSC_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcBsBMc2DI/AAAAAAAAHVw/EOBQKbU5zK4/s320/DSC_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
For Lily's first Christmas Eve, we dressed her up in leggings for the occasion, in case she felt the urge to breakdance.

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Meanwhile, Kate, Chris, and I decorated a batch of cookies to distribute to our neighbors.

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I was so impressed by how much Kate has matured. She stayed focused on this project for well over an hour and had a great time.

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Sticky fingers are a pet peeve of Kate's. She had to take a break every couple of cookies to wash them.


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A few of Kate and Chris' creations. Kate believes you can't have too many m&amp;amp;m's or too much frosting.

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Kate busted out some dance moves in honor of the cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKDRCjpHI/AAAAAAAAHXI/DnwcVvlWBSg/s1600-h/DSC_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419811727793693810" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKDRCjpHI/AAAAAAAAHXI/DnwcVvlWBSg/s320/DSC_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKC6Fk7WI/AAAAAAAAHXA/yvaA3gNG2GE/s1600-h/DSC_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419811721632345442" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKC6Fk7WI/AAAAAAAAHXA/yvaA3gNG2GE/s320/DSC_0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we got dressed up for Christmas Eve mass. While the rest of us got ready, Kate pretended Pop-Pop's calendar was a music hymnal and sang Christmas carols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKCeGBMkI/AAAAAAAAHW4/ZCei259RVJM/s1600-h/DSC_0744-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419811714118005314" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcKCeGBMkI/AAAAAAAAHW4/ZCei259RVJM/s320/DSC_0744-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All dressed up and ready to go. Lily will punish me for that hat one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;
 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kate had been asking Chris and me for weeks to go to church, we were finally granting her wish. She was excited to see her friends from school, sing some Christmas songs, and have a chocolate donut afterwards. &lt;span&gt;


 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'd love to say that Xmas Eve mass was an uplifing, inspiring, and joyful experience for us all, but it was pretty miserable. The place was jam-packed with screaming kids and tense parents, the air was choked with too much incense, and the priest basically phoned in his homily. An exhausted Kate (and Lily) sat through the entire mass, and in the end, there were no donuts to be had. &lt;span&gt;


 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still, Kate was thrilled it was the night before Christmas, and for the first time &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;, hurried into her pajamas and dashed into bed. She thought she heard Santa's sleigh bells ringing downstairs and nearly exploded. "Oh my goodness, Mom! I think I heard Santa's bells! Goodnight! Check on me in ten minutes! Oh my goodness! Goodnight!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-7540251146734141288?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7540251146734141288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7540251146734141288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7540251146734141288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7540251146734141288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzcBsBMc2DI/AAAAAAAAHVw/EOBQKbU5zK4/s72-c/DSC_0703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5307983836738381141</id><published>2009-12-22T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:05:31.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huntington Gardens with Nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGn_fnytsI/AAAAAAAAHR4/-XDXyhQh0q8/s1600-h/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGn_fnytsI/AAAAAAAAHR4/-XDXyhQh0q8/s320/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Nana and Bob had never been to the gorgeous Huntington Gardens in San Marino, so we gave them a tour. It was a delightfully overcast and brisk day, and we all got a healthy dose of fresh air and exercise.

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Mellow Lily snoozed soundly as Appa and Kate checked out the seed exhibits in the background.
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Kate couldn't wait to show Nana the Children's Garden.

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In the Chinese garden, Appa and Kate stopped at every entrance and pretended they were scary Fu Dogs warding off evil.

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Two cuties.


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Kate striking a pose.

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And another.

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And one more. "Oh, let me sit like &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;on the tree now, Momma. It's better!"

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Kate feeling zen-tastic. &lt;/div&gt;
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Buddha fingers.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Of course, after all that meditative reflection, Kate couldn't resist reaching under the bar and messing up the rocks in the garden (gasp!). If we were actually in Japan, we probably would've been peacefully booted out the door. &lt;/div&gt;
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As Kate and Appa checked out the bonsai trees, Lily woke up and said, "Whatchu talkin' about, Willis?"
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL55NOaU9I/AAAAAAAAHUI/VoYBXAYLlvk/s1600-h/IMG_4394-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418668062878094290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL55NOaU9I/AAAAAAAAHUI/VoYBXAYLlvk/s320/IMG_4394-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweetie pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL4Y0SDPnI/AAAAAAAAHT4/jk79eB3yi3s/s1600-h/IMG_4393-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418666406915030642" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL4Y0SDPnI/AAAAAAAAHT4/jk79eB3yi3s/s320/IMG_4393-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily's face always lights up when you talk to her. Just like Kate, she's got the gift to gab.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL4YNu5cfI/AAAAAAAAHTo/5UCdVU_RyfU/s1600-h/IMG_4397-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418666396567040498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL4YNu5cfI/AAAAAAAAHTo/5UCdVU_RyfU/s320/IMG_4397-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate thought Lily was lonely and offered Gabriella Weyant Dolly for company.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7iZPidAI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/DS1GDKIq7VI/s1600-h/IMG_4403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418669869990310914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7iZPidAI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/DS1GDKIq7VI/s320/IMG_4403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More fu dog fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7i8YyR_I/AAAAAAAAHUY/gw9c6z5N6AI/s1600-h/IMG_4404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418669879424337906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7i8YyR_I/AAAAAAAAHUY/gw9c6z5N6AI/s320/IMG_4404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next it was Mom's turn. Unfortunately, I look like I'm going to the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7jd52bOI/AAAAAAAAHUg/PhznhfF9S70/s1600-h/DSC_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418669888421391586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL7jd52bOI/AAAAAAAAHUg/PhznhfF9S70/s320/DSC_0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought Kate a toy dreidel the other day, and Kate couldn't wait to play. She learned the game at school and reminded us that it was "shin, put one in." The first night, we couldn't find the chocolate Chanukkah gelt Nana had sent, so we improvised with Cheerios. Or as Chris called them, "Cheeri-oys." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nana, with her left-handed, counter-clockwise spin cleaned up, but Kate was still over the moon. "The whole family is playing!" Forget fun outings, dumplings, or even presents. Kate is most happy when family gathers around and plays together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL-c8uXKQI/AAAAAAAAHVA/A3Qc93KACRo/s1600-h/Kate+mailing+letter+to+Santa-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418673074970503426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL-c8uXKQI/AAAAAAAAHVA/A3Qc93KACRo/s320/Kate+mailing+letter+to+Santa-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Nana flew back to Tucson, Kate finally sat down and dictated her letter to Santa, something we had been asking her to do for weeks. When I read that she asked for nothing we had bought for her, I told her that sometimes Santa gives you things that aren't &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; what you want, but things he has in the workshop. Kate said, "That's OK! I'll like anything he gives me!" That's my girl.
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&lt;div&gt;Kate addressed the envelope to "Santa Claus, North Pole," put a stamp on it, and mailed it herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL-clhJh7I/AAAAAAAAHU4/E8IDu8kn9ys/s1600-h/downsized_1223091438a-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418673068741068722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzL-clhJh7I/AAAAAAAAHU4/E8IDu8kn9ys/s320/downsized_1223091438a-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Rockstar Kate at her dental check-up (they put sunglasses on her so the bright light wouldn't bother her). Throughout the cleaning, Kate was happy as a clam watching "Beauty and the Beast" playing on the ceiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate was even brave enough to get her X-rays taken. The technican was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; impressed with how Kate was able to withstand those nasty cardboard pieces in her mouth, and for her courage, gave her &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;prizes. Yea, Kate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was happy to see that Kate had no cavities, and thrilled to see pictures of her adult teeth waiting to come in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, 10-week old Lily smiled away at Appa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzMCPh-DkfI/AAAAAAAAHVI/qXJfTWjK8fk/s1600-h/12-23-09+Lily+at+10+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418677242496782834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzMCPh-DkfI/AAAAAAAAHVI/qXJfTWjK8fk/s320/12-23-09+Lily+at+10+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-5307983836738381141?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5307983836738381141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5307983836738381141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5307983836738381141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5307983836738381141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/huntington-gardens-with-nana-and-bob.html' title='Huntington Gardens with Nana'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGn_fnytsI/AAAAAAAAHR4/-XDXyhQh0q8/s72-c/IMG_4364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7982272800069200726</id><published>2009-12-21T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:05:12.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nutcracker, San Gabriel Valley Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzBjZ96f2GI/AAAAAAAAHQY/_JvWTUWyWlQ/s1600-h/DSC_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzBjZ96f2GI/AAAAAAAAHQY/_JvWTUWyWlQ/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
To spend some QKT (Quality Kate Time), Chris and I took our first born to see The Nutcracker at the beautiful San Gabriel Playhouse while Nana happily watched Miss Lily for a few hours.

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Kate and her Nutcracker Xmas ornament.

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In front of the San Gabriel Mission down the street.

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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGf5JY6xNI/AAAAAAAAHRI/gF5xg-G7PZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0689-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287630825211090" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGf5JY6xNI/AAAAAAAAHRI/gF5xg-G7PZQ/s320/DSC_0689-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ballet dancer's impressive split...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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And Kate's version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pasadena Dance Company put on the performance, and it was just OK. At one point, the dancers' speed and energy were so low, it was as if they were dancing in a vat of lard. Somewhere, Tchaikovsky was turning over in his grave. Kate, of course, didn't notice, and had a wonderful time watching Clara, despite the unintentional comedy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGf4IMB3pI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/Dq4UMILln3w/s1600-h/DSC_0668-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418287613322845842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzGf4IMB3pI/AAAAAAAAHQ4/Dq4UMILln3w/s320/DSC_0668-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show, Kate opened her gifts from Bob (a book and a musical snow globe), and eagerly helped Nana and Bob open their gifts from us with her trusty scissors.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the amazing Din Tai Fung for dinner and feasted on soup dumplings, wowing both Nana and Bob. Lily watched enviously, quietly sucking on her pacifier. That's okay, because she got a sampling through Mom's milk, later that night. &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/3992461299557805490-7982272800069200726?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7982272800069200726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7982272800069200726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7982272800069200726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7982272800069200726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/nutcracker-san-gabriel-valley-style.html' title='The Nutcracker, San Gabriel Valley Style'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SzBjZ96f2GI/AAAAAAAAHQY/_JvWTUWyWlQ/s72-c/DSC_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5336009053029183454</id><published>2009-12-18T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:33:01.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Trimming...Twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyxtaQc9xjI/AAAAAAAAHOo/RwDHqPMgAc8/s1600-h/DSC_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyxtaQc9xjI/AAAAAAAAHOo/RwDHqPMgAc8/s320/DSC_0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Friday, after Kate's holiday party at preschool, we picked her up and finally got a tree. I must be getting old, because for the first time in my life, I wanted to get a hassle-and-mess-free (and environmentally-friendly) aluminum number, but Chris wouldn't hear of it.


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After Appa gave the tree a haircut in the garage, Kate put on the first ornaments.

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Our two angels. Kate insisted that her ornament be "higher" than Lily's. And so the rivalry begins...

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Meanwhile, angel #2 slept like a log as the rest of us trimmed the tree, sang, danced, and made a racket. Poor Lily got her first vaccinations yesterday (ouch) and was sleeping off a l0w-grade fever. Just like her sister, Lily howled for a few seconds after the shot, then forgot all about it.


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One of Kate's favorite ornaments -- a bike-riding snowman.

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Kate carefully hung the Jolly Rancher candy canes all around the tree at grabbing and eating height.

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And finally, Kate and Appa topped the tree with the angel we got last year with Pop-Pop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, as I was crouched underneath the tree, it completely toppled over and fell on me, sending the ornaments flying and crashing to the floor, and horrifying Kate as she watched the Christmas tree nearly kill Mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;After Kate finally stopped crying she said, "I keep seeing the picture in my mind, over and over!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Luckily, Mom was unscathed, all of our special ornaments were spared, Kate eventually recovered and fell asleep, and Lily slept through the entire debacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Leaving an exhausted Chris and I to clean up the mess and re-trim the dumb tree all over again. Next year, it's all about the aluminum tree and a pine-scented candle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5336009053029183454?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5336009053029183454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5336009053029183454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5336009053029183454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5336009053029183454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-trimmingtwice.html' title='Tree Trimming...Twice'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyxtaQc9xjI/AAAAAAAAHOo/RwDHqPMgAc8/s72-c/DSC_0523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-3936633062863095918</id><published>2009-12-17T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:43:31.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate, the Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SysH9qtOjFI/AAAAAAAAHOI/hzNtqm4OiMM/s1600-h/DSC_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SysH9qtOjFI/AAAAAAAAHOI/hzNtqm4OiMM/s320/DSC_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Jina-Eemo sent a package the other day, and thinking it was for me, I accidentally opened it. Turns out, it was a Christmas present for Kate -- her very own sling for Dolly (n.k.a. "Gabriella")!

Kate GASPED when she saw it and immediately put it on. Then she rushed upstairs screaming, "I HAVE TO GO GET GABRIELLA!" Kate's been a little jealous every time I wear Lily in the sling or Ergo carrier, so this was the perfect gift. "This is just what I wanted!"

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Now that Kate's hands are free, she can concentrate on arts and crafts projects.   Thank you, Jina-Eemo!

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The Kang-Weyant household has become a little cluttered lately.

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I wonder where Kate gets her hamminess?
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Chris wonders if she'll be as chatty as Kate and Mom.  If so, he plans on getting a separate apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-7643678603566066090?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7643678603566066090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7643678603566066090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7643678603566066090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7643678603566066090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/appa-and-lily-chatting.html' title='Appa and Lily Chatting'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4687190118498641344</id><published>2009-12-13T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:23:02.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Story of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyXBfrZ51OI/AAAAAAAAHM4/WHb3Qw0K19s/s1600-h/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyXBfrZ51OI/AAAAAAAAHM4/WHb3Qw0K19s/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate's preschool had its annual Christmas pageant on Friday night, and Kate was extremely excited. She even agreed to take a nap after school so she could sing "Go Tell it on the Mountain" with gusto.

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Kate as Dr. Evil.

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Kate picked out this fancy dress herself.

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Getting Kate to give us a normal smile is becoming increasingly challenging.

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Kate and a grumpy Santa baby. Taking photos of a baby right before feeding time is not advisable.

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Santa baby burping.

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Kate and a gassy Santa baby.

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It wouldn't be Christmas without the glassy-eyed, frozen-smile family photo.

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Kate and her best buddies, Maya and Abbey, before the big show.

&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;The Christmas pageant was wonderful -- we laughed, we cried. Kate and her adorable schoolmates sang their hearts out and remembered all their lines. Even Lily did her part by snoozing peacefully throughout the entire program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;This was Kate's last pageant at A Child's Garden. This year, she was an angel/Mary's OB-GYN, and had the critical job of delivering Baby Jesus to Mary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;If only having a baby were so swift and painless:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ccc06c964674b95a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next year Kate will be graduating from A Child's Garden. It will be sad for all us to say goodbye to this special place and enter the real world of Kindergarten!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-4687190118498641344?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4687190118498641344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4687190118498641344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4687190118498641344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4687190118498641344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-story-of-christmas-at-childs.html' title='The First Story of Christmas'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyXBfrZ51OI/AAAAAAAAHM4/WHb3Qw0K19s/s72-c/DSC_0435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-6589853862333172192</id><published>2009-12-11T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:38:16.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily is Two Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBFKdJtNI/AAAAAAAAHL0/RnljbjFtZis/s1600-h/DSC_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820521526179026" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBFKdJtNI/AAAAAAAAHL0/RnljbjFtZis/s320/DSC_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
It's hard to believe that Lily entered this world eight weeks ago. That miraculous day seems like it was both yesterday and a lifetime ago. It's even harder to believe that I've only had a few hours of sleep since then and can still remember who she is.


&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yeG1ErLI/AAAAAAAAHJw/JmwltNar_bA/s1600-h/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yeG1ErLI/AAAAAAAAHJw/JmwltNar_bA/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yefFQZ6I/AAAAAAAAHJ4/M1_pFXumzys/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yefFQZ6I/AAAAAAAAHJ4/M1_pFXumzys/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Sunlight shining through Lily's waving wheat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yelWClII/AAAAAAAAHKA/FtCihG8rurE/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8yelWClII/AAAAAAAAHKA/FtCihG8rurE/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Ohhhhh!"

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8ye7drKiI/AAAAAAAAHKI/AKdxymxl054/s1600-h/DSC_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sx8ye7drKiI/AAAAAAAAHKI/AKdxymxl054/s320/DSC_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily being amused by something Kate is doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7ucrqCoI/AAAAAAAAHLk/T4faPgootRg/s1600-h/DSC_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814633723726466" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7ucrqCoI/AAAAAAAAHLk/T4faPgootRg/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so wittle. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7t3TwdyI/AAAAAAAAHLc/C1y5xVovDPg/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814623691372322" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7t3TwdyI/AAAAAAAAHLc/C1y5xVovDPg/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Midway through every photo session, Kate leaps in.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7teOmDLI/AAAAAAAAHLU/FmI0z9ekOZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814616958831794" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7teOmDLI/AAAAAAAAHLU/FmI0z9ekOZ8/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And hams it up.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7tLws6uI/AAAAAAAAHLM/_0KbJiPq4ZI/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814612001614562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7tLws6uI/AAAAAAAAHLM/_0KbJiPq4ZI/s320/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Upstaging Lily and teaching her new faces at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7sngzF3I/AAAAAAAAHLE/3xxZLXMUK14/s1600-h/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413814602271233906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyG7sngzF3I/AAAAAAAAHLE/3xxZLXMUK14/s320/DSC_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
That's better. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBGZ5FYEI/AAAAAAAAHMM/JMOs5MHhcvQ/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820542849736770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBGZ5FYEI/AAAAAAAAHMM/JMOs5MHhcvQ/s320/DSC_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate likes to capture Lily herself. "Aww, that's a good one!"&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBGGMj2eI/AAAAAAAAHME/L_fKQCW7D9M/s1600-h/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820537562716642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBGGMj2eI/AAAAAAAAHME/L_fKQCW7D9M/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBErw5dEI/AAAAAAAAHLs/xpjL76d7gRY/s1600-h/DSC_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820513287500866" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBErw5dEI/AAAAAAAAHLs/xpjL76d7gRY/s320/DSC_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBFjkoY9I/AAAAAAAAHL8/mQlTsDnoDw4/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413820528268436434" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBFjkoY9I/AAAAAAAAHL8/mQlTsDnoDw4/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily looks like a Chinese general in this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHLcYqgTJI/AAAAAAAAHMU/UAQ3Ou8jBuM/s1600-h/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831915593550994" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHLcYqgTJI/AAAAAAAAHMU/UAQ3Ou8jBuM/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Lisa sent Lily this lovely quilt, and sometimes I catch her rocking in the glider enjoying it. Thank you, Lisa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Two-Month Birthday, Lily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-6589853862333172192?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6589853862333172192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=6589853862333172192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6589853862333172192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6589853862333172192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/lily-is-two-months-old.html' title='Lily is Two Months Old!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SyHBFKdJtNI/AAAAAAAAHL0/RnljbjFtZis/s72-c/DSC_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-6839001283606929502</id><published>2009-12-04T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:03:11.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily is 7 Weeks Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavM_mqRuI/AAAAAAAAHGc/gt1vqdtFK6I/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
Miss Lily is plumping up and growing like a weed, just like her hair. She's already outgrowing her size 3-month clothes, especially in the neckline. Lily definitely has Kang hair and head size!

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavNZqi_dI/AAAAAAAAHGk/EonS8SUTLb8/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavNZqi_dI/AAAAAAAAHGk/EonS8SUTLb8/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavNmM5q7I/AAAAAAAAHGs/L0Kr5dTOUQw/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavNmM5q7I/AAAAAAAAHGs/L0Kr5dTOUQw/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily is catching up to Kate in length. Almost.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavN9YH2BI/AAAAAAAAHG0/RMpuvPSUjik/s1600-h/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxavN9YH2BI/AAAAAAAAHG0/RMpuvPSUjik/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate and Appa hamming it up as Lily lovingly gazes at her idol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGzk-fbZI/AAAAAAAAHIk/x-QAeQSeRdM/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411434279175417234" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGzk-fbZI/AAAAAAAAHIk/x-QAeQSeRdM/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look, Lily's standing, Momma!"&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlNRZ5GQmI/AAAAAAAAHJE/eXLNKh5X2mQ/s1600-h/DSC_0110-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411441388665848418" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlNRZ5GQmI/AAAAAAAAHJE/eXLNKh5X2mQ/s320/DSC_0110-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGyg3Pl3I/AAAAAAAAHIU/8AVWBghRtU4/s1600-h/Lily+Smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411434260891408242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGyg3Pl3I/AAAAAAAAHIU/8AVWBghRtU4/s320/Lily+Smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Whenever Lily sees the video camera, she smiles. Which means we need to move out of L.A. pronto, before she's infected by the acting virus.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGIVjL91I/AAAAAAAAHIM/FwQegzfFWpI/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411433536299988818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGIVjL91I/AAAAAAAAHIM/FwQegzfFWpI/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate toggles between wanting to hug Lily and wanting to crush Lily.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGILIYDsI/AAAAAAAAHIE/bQRxzBQlArw/s1600-h/Lily+in+Bath+6+wks+full+body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411433533503180482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGILIYDsI/AAAAAAAAHIE/bQRxzBQlArw/s320/Lily+in+Bath+6+wks+full+body.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
At six weeks old, Appa gave Lily a sink bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Just like Halmoni did for Kate at the same age:
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlM1a53m4I/AAAAAAAAHI8/3nUwLul978o/s1600-h/DSCN0249-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440907901180802" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlM1a53m4I/AAAAAAAAHI8/3nUwLul978o/s320/DSCN0249-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHmUHUJI/AAAAAAAAHH8/baF4AxRr8iY/s1600-h/Appa+and+Kate+Giving+Lily+Bath+at+6+wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411433523620302994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHmUHUJI/AAAAAAAAHH8/baF4AxRr8iY/s320/Appa+and+Kate+Giving+Lily+Bath+at+6+wks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate wanted to help Appa, and in her eagerness, shoved Appa into the wall.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHZCWnMI/AAAAAAAAHH0/8YsN71-CD1E/s1600-h/Lily+after+bath+6+wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411433520056147138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHZCWnMI/AAAAAAAAHH0/8YsN71-CD1E/s320/Lily+after+bath+6+wks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Ahhh, cradle cap and sour milk smellies all gone.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHJKKOjI/AAAAAAAAHHs/xVnDPcP2VOA/s1600-h/DSC_5512-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411433515793922610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlGHJKKOjI/AAAAAAAAHHs/xVnDPcP2VOA/s320/DSC_5512-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lovely Kate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEtepfc0I/AAAAAAAAHHk/SVasa4VPloc/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411431975374254914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEtepfc0I/AAAAAAAAHHk/SVasa4VPloc/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Recently, Lily has been enjoying the Gymini mat and trying to swat at the dangly animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate spent a large part of her babyhood lying on this mat, too:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlQYRNnytI/AAAAAAAAHJM/dPm0BskBUqs/s1600-h/Dscn0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411444805129980626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlQYRNnytI/AAAAAAAAHJM/dPm0BskBUqs/s320/Dscn0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEs0R-_VI/AAAAAAAAHHc/4gd7BGsNFuI/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411431964001369426" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEs0R-_VI/AAAAAAAAHHc/4gd7BGsNFuI/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate teaching Lily how to catch a parrot, a useful skill to have in our neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEsjcHCTI/AAAAAAAAHHU/t-GjclpIrzM/s1600-h/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411431959480437042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEsjcHCTI/AAAAAAAAHHU/t-GjclpIrzM/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Miss Lily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEsB9lzOI/AAAAAAAAHHM/CEWQ4t-HugI/s1600-h/DSC_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411431950494059746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxlEsB9lzOI/AAAAAAAAHHM/CEWQ4t-HugI/s320/DSC_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
In the past couple of weeks, Miss Lily's chicken thigh has plumped into a turkey thigh.

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&lt;p&gt;Last weekend, Kate went to a birthday party where the guest of honor was "Ariel," the Little Mermaid. Kate couldn't care less that the woman had spray-painted orange hair, hailed from Highland Park, and looked nothing like the character in the movie -- she spoke exactly like her! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she sang just like her, too!

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate was over the moon. She couldn't wait to tell Appa (and her friends at school) all about it, especially the part where Ariel painted her face and fingernails!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, Kate knows that Ariel could use some help in the self-esteem department. "She shouldn't envy others, she should be happy with who she is! Being a mermaid is good, too!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5267269033341771092?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5267269033341771092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5267269033341771092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5267269033341771092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5267269033341771092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/12/kate-meets-ariel.html' title='Kate Meets Ariel!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxiSa_5AdFI/AAAAAAAAHG8/Dd-9lkus6SM/s72-c/Kate+and+Ariel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4377567810661146416</id><published>2009-11-29T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:14:02.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noodle Kate and Laughing Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kate making me laugh:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-115a7b2bf4fc1c4e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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At school, Kate worked hard to make Thanksgiving drawings, decorations, and even a personalized placemat for the big day.

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Kate likes a little salmonella with her spicy, salty turkey.

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This year, we were having Lucy and her Moms over for Thanksgiving dinner, and in preparation, Kate and Appa made two pies -- apple and pecan. Uncle Glenn sent this fun apple-corer to Chris years ago, and we put it to good use.

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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Apple slinky! &lt;/div&gt;
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Naked apples.

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Kate chomping on the apples' clothes.

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Voila! Chris' delicious apple pie. He called it "Franken-pie" because the top crust completely fell apart and had to be "stitched" back together. Kate found that very funny.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Frankenstein:
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Chris' beautiful pecan pie glowing in the amber autumn light. This one was also incredibly tasty. Kate and I are oh, so pleased to have an excellent baker in residence. Hooray for Appa!

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Kate created fancy napkin holders for everyone. Mom pilfered the turkey shapes from Kate's school and was narced on by one of her friends. Oh, that Zoe. Always the cop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC6gAbK2I/AAAAAAAAHEk/PdL6bnf2_Ms/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409389306472770402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC6gAbK2I/AAAAAAAAHEk/PdL6bnf2_Ms/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate and Lucy got fancy floral napkins while Lily got a burp cloth.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC53Vj6SI/AAAAAAAAHEU/sn7SJ7udq4E/s1600/DSC_0181-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409389295555569954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC53Vj6SI/AAAAAAAAHEU/sn7SJ7udq4E/s320/DSC_0181-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "twins" in their new vests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC6Z4lfiI/AAAAAAAAHEc/z-mJ8I64_U0/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409389304829279778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIC6Z4lfiI/AAAAAAAAHEc/z-mJ8I64_U0/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilary and Lily getting acquainted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Amy D. and Chris worked hard in the kitchen, chopping, basting, cooking, chopping, basting, cooking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In honor of Thanksgiving, Kate and Lucy sat on this big piece of paper and traced their cute tushies. Then Kate filled them in with drawings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIFx4q-diI/AAAAAAAAHE8/4eB6gUpSmzk/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409392457009755682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIFx4q-diI/AAAAAAAAHE8/4eB6gUpSmzk/s320/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Meanwhile, lovely Lily watched the Manchester United soccer game on TV. Out of loyalty to her Samcheon, she was rooting for the other team to destroy Man U. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIFyoR7yWI/AAAAAAAAHFM/X7Yvr-SA8t0/s1600/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409392469789624674" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SxIFyoR7yWI/AAAAAAAAHFM/X7Yvr-SA8t0/s320/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy and Kate dressed for dinner. They both wore pretty hand-me-downs from Cousin Emma. Thank you, Emma!

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The Thankgiving dinner turned out extremely well thanks to Amy's side dishes, Chris' pies, and Lisa Sook-mo's cranberry sauce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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This is usually how most weekend mornings begin in the Kang-Weyant house.

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Lily and Appa in a staring contest.

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Lily won.


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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Lily's Kim Jong-il-esque hair looks blonde in this shot, but it's still brown with blonde tips. And growing by the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We covered Lily's lawn-top with a Santa cap. We were all amused by it. She wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nothing like a good cheek-poke and some music to stop a baby from fussing.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Swonx0GI6FI/AAAAAAAAHAI/X5Zd3BgQXgc/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407178039363168338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Swonx0GI6FI/AAAAAAAAHAI/X5Zd3BgQXgc/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily's first smiles coincided with an outbreak of acne. Kate was horrified by Lily's sudden pizza-like complexion and when we told her she was covered in pimples at the same age, she said, "I hope I never have pimples again!"  Well, that's what Clearsil is for.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwonxemZARI/AAAAAAAAHAA/yWv5lU6h5LM/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407178033592860946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwonxemZARI/AAAAAAAAHAA/yWv5lU6h5LM/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of pizza... while Mom and her baby pizza napped, Kate and Appa made two pies for dinner.&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/3992461299557805490-1810450983987032045?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1810450983987032045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1810450983987032045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1810450983987032045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1810450983987032045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/lounging-with-lily-at-5-weeks.html' title='Lounging with Lily at 5 Weeks'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwolF3E4-PI/AAAAAAAAG_g/TQkuE7W6D9s/s72-c/DSC_5497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5646683355167086507</id><published>2009-11-17T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:52:39.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Smilin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN6PcWOxEI/AAAAAAAAG8o/owLVmb-L8Jw/s1600/DSC_5267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN6PcWOxEI/AAAAAAAAG8o/owLVmb-L8Jw/s320/DSC_5267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily has started to smile. At first we thought it was gas, but lately she's been smiling more regularly when we speak to her -- in a VERY ANIMATED VOICE -- or when she slumbers, as in the photo above. I think she's having a lovely dream about being back in utero.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as you can see, her hair has grown like grass! Hee hee.

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Kate got this dress from her buddy, Lucy, and couldn't wait to put it on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN6QHTx4UI/AAAAAAAAG84/pMAeKnjzLec/s1600/DSC_5185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN6QHTx4UI/AAAAAAAAG84/pMAeKnjzLec/s320/DSC_5185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This photo pretty much sums up our household these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Last weekend, we went to the park for some fresh (?) air and exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Now that Kate is 4.5 years old, she's a much more willing model. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Lily, on the other hand, could care less about putting on a good face.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-xS7pi0I/AAAAAAAAG9Y/5tkbfKEXWz4/s1600/DSC_5311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405303363135441730" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-xS7pi0I/AAAAAAAAG9Y/5tkbfKEXWz4/s320/DSC_5311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily started crying, so Kate jammed her finger in Lily's mouth to soothe her. This made her cry harder.&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-w5rfy0I/AAAAAAAAG9Q/ZLfR4CLlLcs/s1600/DSC_5317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405303356356807490" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-w5rfy0I/AAAAAAAAG9Q/ZLfR4CLlLcs/s320/DSC_5317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
When Kate gets bored with being a model, this is her go-to face.
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-wWNLs7I/AAAAAAAAG9I/uaWtm7Glbyc/s1600/DSC_5293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405303346834420658" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN-wWNLs7I/AAAAAAAAG9I/uaWtm7Glbyc/s320/DSC_5293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As is this.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCJxcOM_I/AAAAAAAAG-Y/4QCnda3NgXs/s1600/DSC_5291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405307082176869362" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCJxcOM_I/AAAAAAAAG-Y/4QCnda3NgXs/s320/DSC_5291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCJAJA7qI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/8Hw-2zTsAyw/s1600/DSC_5294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405307068942970530" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCJAJA7qI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/8Hw-2zTsAyw/s320/DSC_5294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And sometimes this. Not that I can complain since I did the same thing to my parents when I was little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj7W42veI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/WxkyVy532mA/s1600/DSC_5382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405696061647273442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj7W42veI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/WxkyVy532mA/s320/DSC_5382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And still do to Chris sometimes.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCIrRvo-I/AAAAAAAAG-I/uPQiPBSV_Ls/s1600/DSC_5356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405307063342441442" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCIrRvo-I/AAAAAAAAG-I/uPQiPBSV_Ls/s320/DSC_5356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Snack time for Lily and Kate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEOlHLPLI/AAAAAAAAG-o/JFxtzO8cpPM/s1600/DSC_5447-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405309363789970610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEOlHLPLI/AAAAAAAAG-o/JFxtzO8cpPM/s320/DSC_5447-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCH_-oGGI/AAAAAAAAG94/E-RACb5kxrs/s1600/DSC_5407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405307051719530594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCH_-oGGI/AAAAAAAAG94/E-RACb5kxrs/s320/DSC_5407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been calling Lily my "owl baby" because she was nocturnal for the first few weeks (and in utero), and because I think she looks like Percy in "Owl Babies," one of Kate's favorite books:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj7uGd5aI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/iyj-kwS2tLM/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405696067878380962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj7uGd5aI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/iyj-kwS2tLM/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEP-jjkzI/AAAAAAAAG_A/pbfWwtEO02Q/s1600/DSC_5480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405309387799761714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEP-jjkzI/AAAAAAAAG_A/pbfWwtEO02Q/s320/DSC_5480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, Kate wanted to play soccer. Kate has always been very coordinated and fast on her feet. We've since bought an actual soccer ball and she loves kicking it around.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEPP0JXzI/AAAAAAAAG-w/NebC8ES5EWY/s1600/DSC_5463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405309375252881202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEPP0JXzI/AAAAAAAAG-w/NebC8ES5EWY/s320/DSC_5463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEPjEcdWI/AAAAAAAAG-4/O2K4ZU_ypZA/s1600/DSC_5489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405309380421514594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEPjEcdWI/AAAAAAAAG-4/O2K4ZU_ypZA/s320/DSC_5489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe it or not, Mom was a big soccer player in junior and senior high, having been a first-string forward. Sure, we lost every single game, but my friends and I had a blast.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEOGAEkeI/AAAAAAAAG-g/QSCcCNgS034/s1600/DSC_5428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405309355438674402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOEOGAEkeI/AAAAAAAAG-g/QSCcCNgS034/s320/DSC_5428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCIae_FMI/AAAAAAAAG-A/DMXmY-SPHBA/s1600/DSC_5375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405307058834576578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwOCIae_FMI/AAAAAAAAG-A/DMXmY-SPHBA/s320/DSC_5375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj6wzECQI/AAAAAAAAG_I/DiV8HE-1zME/s1600/DSC_5340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405696051422431490" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwTj6wzECQI/AAAAAAAAG_I/DiV8HE-1zME/s320/DSC_5340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3992461299557805490-5646683355167086507?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5646683355167086507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5646683355167086507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5646683355167086507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5646683355167086507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-smilin.html' title='When You&apos;re Smilin&apos;'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwN6PcWOxEI/AAAAAAAAG8o/owLVmb-L8Jw/s72-c/DSC_5267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7099641946433440650</id><published>2009-11-16T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:12:10.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing On Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwENaGCgmlI/AAAAAAAAG8g/WT-XeQju3Pc/s1600/MVI_4328-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404615769770203730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SwENaGCgmlI/AAAAAAAAG8g/WT-XeQju3Pc/s320/MVI_4328-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;While sitting in her homemade rocket ship, Kate composed a song called, "On Mars: It's A Planet that is a Rocky, Hot Place:"&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Here's the link to the video of Kate singing her latest opus:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKQr-25j8Rw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKQr-25j8Rw&lt;/a&gt;
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This is Kate at two weeks old...

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...and this is Lily at one week. They look alike in these photos, don't they?

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvuwpLQA7JI/AAAAAAAAG8I/uBsdEMbsybs/s1600-h/DSC_5146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvuwpLQA7JI/AAAAAAAAG8I/uBsdEMbsybs/s320/DSC_5146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily and Kate have another uber-creative Auntie -- Liz Quan sent lucky Lily her very own, handknitted bunny! Kate has agreed to keep it warm and safe until Lily is old enough to play with it. I think Aunties Jina, Laura, and Liz should pool their talents by opening up a children's boutique in NYC. Those Manhattan (and Park Slope) Moms would pay top dollar for their beautiful creations!

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvuwpY-JffI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/8pwboIv2O2A/s1600-h/DSC_5123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvuwpY-JffI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/8pwboIv2O2A/s320/DSC_5123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And finally, Mr. Dimple, Lily, Dolly, and Kate hanging out before breakfast.

&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Lily had her one month checkup today and "passed with flying colors," according to Dr. Hemant. Hooray! She's now 9 lbs, 4 oz and 21.5 inches long, her gas and reflux issues have improved tremendously, and she sometimes sleeps for 4-5 hour stretches at night. I will enjoy every minute of sleep for as long as this lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Hooray-hooray-hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-3857929001037499464?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3857929001037499464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=3857929001037499464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3857929001037499464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3857929001037499464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/kate-lily.html' title='Kate &amp; Lily'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Svuwohx6JxI/AAAAAAAAG74/GuCCHZGoz1k/s72-c/100_1859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8199463237308488438</id><published>2009-11-08T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:14:23.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily is One Month Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvdTAGpksQI/AAAAAAAAG5w/aKlud2TnUME/s1600-h/DSC_5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvdTAGpksQI/AAAAAAAAG5w/aKlud2TnUME/s320/DSC_5122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Four weeks ago today, Miss Lily So-Hee was born and graced our lives.

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"Hmm. Lily's feet are so cute!"

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"And tasty, too!"

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"I don't like lying here anymore, Mom."

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"I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; don't like lying here anymore, Mom!"


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"That's better. Let me wave my left hand now."

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"Ah, Kate is so cozy."

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Kate posing as Mom changes Lily's diaper in the background.

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Sisterly love. This photo was taken vertically but for some reason, uploaded as a landscape shot making it look like Lily is in the verboten face-down, smothering position.&lt;/p&gt;Happy One Month Birthday, Lily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-8199463237308488438?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8199463237308488438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8199463237308488438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8199463237308488438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8199463237308488438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/lilys-one-month-old.html' title='Lily is One Month Old!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvdTAGpksQI/AAAAAAAAG5w/aKlud2TnUME/s72-c/DSC_5122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-962968529243796808</id><published>2009-11-08T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:56:46.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu Vac and Friends</title><content type='html'>Saturday was a gloriously cool, autumn day in Los Angeles. Perfect weather for getting the H1N1 vaccine and meeting up with friends. The Hollywood free clinic was distributing the vaccine, and by some stroke of luck there were hardly any people (unlike the 1,500 people that showed up at the park last week!).

Chris, Kate, and I were all very brave and got our shots even though we "really, really, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; didn't want to."

What better way to take the ouchies away than to meet Uncle Mike for lunch? When he walked through the door with a big smile, Kate's face lit up and the shot was forgotten. We dined al fresco at a Thai restaurant in West Hollywood and topped off lunch with vanilla ice cream and "banana roll-ups," or mashed bananas inside a fried spring roll shell. Delicious!

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Afterwards, we said goodbye to Mike and went to Amy D., Hilary, and Lucy's house to introduce Miss Lily.

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While Lily dozed, Lucy and Kate played soccer, read books, took rides in Lucy's wagon, and laughed their heads off.

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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;By the time we got home, it was pitch black outside, and we were all pooped. Miss Lily did wonderfully, and she even allowed us to hit the sack early that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;It was a very good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-962968529243796808?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/962968529243796808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=962968529243796808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/962968529243796808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/962968529243796808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/swine-flu-vac-and-friends.html' title='Swine Flu Vac and Friends'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvdPJMH6FqI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/cUWV2MOl9NE/s72-c/DSC_5017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1073504868898502391</id><published>2009-11-03T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:22:34.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Homemade Kimchi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvEOn_RfqQI/AAAAAAAAG5A/mB2UfRK5lsc/s1600-h/first+kimchi+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvEOn_RfqQI/AAAAAAAAG5A/mB2UfRK5lsc/s320/first+kimchi+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Complete sleep deprivation + hormone crash + mania = homemade kimchi! Three-weeks post-partum is as good a time as any to make kimchi, no? I decided to make Kate's favorite "white kimchi," and it came out pretty well. Next time, I'll let it ferment longer. 

Of course, right after I made it, I zonked out in the glider with Lily attached to my udder.
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1073504868898502391?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1073504868898502391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1073504868898502391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1073504868898502391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1073504868898502391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-homemade-kimchi.html' title='My First Homemade Kimchi!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SvEOn_RfqQI/AAAAAAAAG5A/mB2UfRK5lsc/s72-c/first+kimchi+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8233671845277288954</id><published>2009-11-01T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:23:33.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kang-Weyant Ladies' Trotters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su50c27TsDI/AAAAAAAAG4c/JjlV2NFW-mY/s1600-h/DSC_5213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su50c27TsDI/AAAAAAAAG4c/JjlV2NFW-mY/s320/DSC_5213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Oh, the many colors of our feet:  Kate's are yellowish, Lily's are pink and bluish, and mine are, as Kate put it, "old." &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-8233671845277288954?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8233671845277288954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8233671845277288954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8233671845277288954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8233671845277288954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/11/kang-weyant-ladies-trotters.html' title='The Kang-Weyant Ladies&apos; Trotters'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su50c27TsDI/AAAAAAAAG4c/JjlV2NFW-mY/s72-c/DSC_5213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4257446927391981751</id><published>2009-10-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:56:25.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween with Amaya and Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5tP6hPpoI/AAAAAAAAG3E/EmvIhjl1n0U/s1600-h/IMG_3841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399373123437962882" style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5tP6hPpoI/AAAAAAAAG3E/EmvIhjl1n0U/s320/IMG_3841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Our dear friends, Amaya &amp;amp; Julian and their 4-month old baby, Andrew, were in town this weekend. It was wonderful to finally meet Andrew and introduce Miss Lily. We met up at the Arboretum for its "Goblins in the Garden" festivities.


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Of course, Kate looked everywhere for the goblins and when she didn't find any, asked me to ask an employee if there really were any. Much to her dismay she was told it was "just the name of the event." Rats.


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My other USC film school buddy, Amy, and her son, Oliver, also came out to frolic and meet Lily.

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Amaya said she'd already forgotten how little newborns were.


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A similar pic of Amaya holding Kate the day after she was born.


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&lt;div&gt;Lily was captivated by beautiful Amaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Andrew and his proud papa, Julian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Oliver and his pretty Momma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZwbfypI/AAAAAAAAG3c/YoyDlvoTpg8/s1600-h/DSC_5134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374392039819922" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZwbfypI/AAAAAAAAG3c/YoyDlvoTpg8/s320/DSC_5134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Amy, who is 7 months pregnant with a baby girl, was happy to see how affectionate Oliver was with Lily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZQ-aQwI/AAAAAAAAG3U/mn1KIwy99SA/s1600-h/DSC_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374383596323586" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZQ-aQwI/AAAAAAAAG3U/mn1KIwy99SA/s320/DSC_5154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Take a picture of me in the skeleton, Mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZOmZ0II/AAAAAAAAG3M/9VJpQUSpFmw/s1600-h/DSC_5181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374382958760066" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5uZOmZ0II/AAAAAAAAG3M/9VJpQUSpFmw/s320/DSC_5181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After baking in the hot sun for too long, Kate and I cooled off in the greenhouses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yW_WlUOI/AAAAAAAAG4U/T6qKivxhiPY/s1600-h/DSC_5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399378742552645858" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yW_WlUOI/AAAAAAAAG4U/T6qKivxhiPY/s320/DSC_5159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The greenhouses were full of exotic and carnivorous plants, and deliciously fragrant, reminding me of our honeymoon in Thailand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate wanted to know all the names of the plants, of course, but unfortunately, Mom is ignorant of all things botanical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yWmjXF3I/AAAAAAAAG4M/MX6g5ELAT5I/s1600-h/DSC_5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399378735895353202" style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yWmjXF3I/AAAAAAAAG4M/MX6g5ELAT5I/s320/DSC_5187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lily pads! Kate hopped like a frog for this shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yWdFWZSI/AAAAAAAAG4E/U-75XKSwAWc/s1600-h/DSC_5176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399378733353559330" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yWdFWZSI/AAAAAAAAG4E/U-75XKSwAWc/s320/DSC_5176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This plant reminded me of Little Shop of Horrors, freaking me out.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yV1cT6QI/AAAAAAAAG38/B51Cv5hRp8E/s1600-h/DSC_5198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399378722712447234" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5yV1cT6QI/AAAAAAAAG38/B51Cv5hRp8E/s320/DSC_5198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0LqkUHCcI/AAAAAAAAG2E/PDykpyci254/s1600-h/DSC_5193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0LqkUHCcI/AAAAAAAAG2E/PDykpyci254/s320/DSC_5193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was wonderful to catch up with Amaya and Amy and see their beautiful bambinos. Happy Halloween!&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/3992461299557805490-4257446927391981751?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4257446927391981751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4257446927391981751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4257446927391981751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4257446927391981751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-with-amaya-and-amy.html' title='Halloween with Amaya and Amy'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su5tP6hPpoI/AAAAAAAAG3E/EmvIhjl1n0U/s72-c/IMG_3841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8481839167714503270</id><published>2009-10-31T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:57:27.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's 4th and Lily's 1st Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0FvDTt9SI/AAAAAAAAG0c/kBK5ysPM6XA/s1600-h/DSC_5004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0FvDTt9SI/AAAAAAAAG0c/kBK5ysPM6XA/s320/DSC_5004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This year, Kate wanted to be a fairy (thanks, Aunt Laura!).

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And Lily was a ladybug for her first Halloween (thanks, Aunt Jina!)

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On Halloween Eve, we strolled around Sierra Madre and went trick-or-treating in town.

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Kate looking up at the Sock Hop Girls.


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Watching the parade of costumes on the band shell stage.

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0JIdagiVI/AAAAAAAAG10/Jkf0IQbPMcY/s1600-h/DSC_5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398981569226508626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0JIdagiVI/AAAAAAAAG10/Jkf0IQbPMcY/s320/DSC_5087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0JH8WaiXI/AAAAAAAAG1s/h66OMnyYrLA/s1600-h/DSC_5101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398981560350968178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0JH8WaiXI/AAAAAAAAG1s/h66OMnyYrLA/s320/DSC_5101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate spent the rest of the evening taking hundreds of shots with her glo-sticks.

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Happy Halloween Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-8481839167714503270?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8481839167714503270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8481839167714503270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8481839167714503270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8481839167714503270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/kates-4th-and-lilys-1st-halloween.html' title='Kate&apos;s 4th and Lily&apos;s 1st Halloween!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Su0FvDTt9SI/AAAAAAAAG0c/kBK5ysPM6XA/s72-c/DSC_5004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5289451914201771280</id><published>2009-10-30T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:59:49.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sus8TmIjXTI/AAAAAAAAGzM/MszTXlVYIyU/s1600-h/DSC_4966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sus8TmIjXTI/AAAAAAAAGzM/MszTXlVYIyU/s320/DSC_4966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate picked out a yummy chocolate cake with blue flowers for Mom's birthday. This year, I got everything I could ever want -- Chris, Kate, and brand-new Lily. But on the morning of my birthday, Kate and Appa also presented me with a Chopin CD, two wonderful cookbooks (Mark Bittman and a Korean one) and two handmade cards:

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This one was done by Rooster Appa...


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...And this one was done by Kate. This is a drawing of me as "Super Mom," flying through the sky wearing a red cape with a nauseated-looking Appa in the upper left corner, and Kate and Lily in the lower left. The bubble reads, "Mommy, when are we going to stop?" Kate was very proud of her joke.

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Kate loves it when Lily thinks her cheek is a nipple and sucks on it.

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Soothing bath time.


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Lily's been plumping up by the day. She was almost 8 lbs at last week's checkup, having gained nearly a pound in one week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5289451914201771280?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5289451914201771280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5289451914201771280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5289451914201771280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5289451914201771280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/moms-birthday.html' title='Mom&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sus8TmIjXTI/AAAAAAAAGzM/MszTXlVYIyU/s72-c/DSC_4966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1041401383312768811</id><published>2009-10-28T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:42:37.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxF2gT5gI/AAAAAAAAGyU/Gswc-Wa2pvY/s1600-h/DSC_4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxF2gT5gI/AAAAAAAAGyU/Gswc-Wa2pvY/s320/DSC_4936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate had to decorate a pumpkin for her preschool class, and this is her wonderful handiwork.

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And Kate recently started writing lower-case letters!

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxGtDSc0I/AAAAAAAAGyk/wx7lVsES_3A/s1600-h/DSC_4940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxGtDSc0I/AAAAAAAAGyk/wx7lVsES_3A/s320/DSC_4940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxG5LLuAI/AAAAAAAAGys/OPXKoNdyaDs/s1600-h/DSC_4913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxG5LLuAI/AAAAAAAAGys/OPXKoNdyaDs/s320/DSC_4913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
While Mom napped, Kate and Appa made a jack-o-lantern.

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Kate drew the face, and even the "tushy" underneath the smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1041401383312768811?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1041401383312768811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1041401383312768811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1041401383312768811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1041401383312768811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/kates-pumpkins.html' title='Kate&apos;s Pumpkins'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukxF2gT5gI/AAAAAAAAGyU/Gswc-Wa2pvY/s72-c/DSC_4936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7312746548777574082</id><published>2009-10-28T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:38:10.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Second Week Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukdppD44-I/AAAAAAAAGwA/l5lU2StMeYE/s1600-h/DSC_4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukdppD44-I/AAAAAAAAGwA/l5lU2StMeYE/s320/DSC_4783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukdpHJQyGI/AAAAAAAAGvw/w26wqUZcasc/s1600-h/DSC_4844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukdpHJQyGI/AAAAAAAAGvw/w26wqUZcasc/s320/DSC_4844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sukdp1BI3xI/AAAAAAAAGwI/l8UNwQTIZCk/s1600-h/DSC_4846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sukdp1BI3xI/AAAAAAAAGwI/l8UNwQTIZCk/s320/DSC_4846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Kate is the spitting image of Appa in this picture.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfJpGpmBI/AAAAAAAAGww/ZjHa17_BKgI/s1600-h/DSC_4851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397879878893279250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfJpGpmBI/AAAAAAAAGww/ZjHa17_BKgI/s320/DSC_4851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate's "Shining" face. All work and no play makes Kate a dull girl... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfJaXXg0I/AAAAAAAAGwo/jr2L4ULWriU/s1600-h/DSC_4857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397879874936865602" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfJaXXg0I/AAAAAAAAGwo/jr2L4ULWriU/s320/DSC_4857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
It's always a good time to flash your undies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfI0whhkI/AAAAAAAAGwg/5mg7Z-pwGpg/s1600-h/DSC_4854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397879864841832002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfI0whhkI/AAAAAAAAGwg/5mg7Z-pwGpg/s320/DSC_4854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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Sleepy girls.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfICe0riI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/0aA1GP_9cIY/s1600-h/DSC_4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397879851345817122" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukfICe0riI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/0aA1GP_9cIY/s320/DSC_4861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the laughs just keep on comin'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Lily's first bottle, at two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Kate wanted to join in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukrG5Q5RhI/AAAAAAAAGyE/tGoFYZ9Qd80/s1600-h/DSC_4904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397893025831142930" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukrG5Q5RhI/AAAAAAAAGyE/tGoFYZ9Qd80/s320/DSC_4904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate and her two dollies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-7312746548777574082?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7312746548777574082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7312746548777574082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7312746548777574082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7312746548777574082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-second-week-photos.html' title='More Second Week Photos'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SukdppD44-I/AAAAAAAAGwA/l5lU2StMeYE/s72-c/DSC_4783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-312346515478832691</id><published>2009-10-27T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:53:50.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's First Video of Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7d886654ee0580c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate wanted to take her own video of Lily, and this is what she captured.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-312346515478832691?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/312346515478832691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=312346515478832691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/312346515478832691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/312346515478832691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/kates-first-video-of-lily.html' title='Kate&apos;s First Video of Lily'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8774152670388774646</id><published>2009-10-27T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:43:36.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade Knitwear by Aunties Laura and Jina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3egDqP-I/AAAAAAAAGuQ/zkqg3IGJ4gM/s1600-h/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-06-52+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3egDqP-I/AAAAAAAAGuQ/zkqg3IGJ4gM/s320/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-06-52+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This lovely pink cardigan was made by sweet Aunt Laura for Miss Lily.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3fL-kCEI/AAAAAAAAGuY/bmT7GYEbJrE/s1600-h/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-07-30+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3fL-kCEI/AAAAAAAAGuY/bmT7GYEbJrE/s320/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-07-30+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
And this cute cap was lovingly made by Jina-Eemo, another one of Lily and Kate's incredibly talented Aunts.

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"You lookin' at me?...Well, I'm the only one here."

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3fg6yM-I/AAAAAAAAGuo/ik7c4pytetg/s1600-h/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-09-37+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3fg6yM-I/AAAAAAAAGuo/ik7c4pytetg/s320/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-09-37+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The beautiful ensemble. I think Laura and Jina could give those fashionistas on Project Runway a run for their money.


And of course, both Laura and Jina included a separate gift for Big Sister Kate -- Laura sent a DVD of Alvin Ailey, which Kate &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; ("they're telling a story! That dancer seems sad!"), and Jina-Eemo knitted these finger puppets:

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc6j0TU4_I/AAAAAAAAGu4/Yec9NHc9gtw/s1600-h/Fingerpuppets+by+Jina+10-27-2009+10-24-14+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397347065436365810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc6j0TU4_I/AAAAAAAAGu4/Yec9NHc9gtw/s320/Fingerpuppets+by+Jina+10-27-2009+10-24-14+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc6jKwfbtI/AAAAAAAAGuw/l35MrgL0NNQ/s1600-h/Fingerpuppets+by+Jina+10-27-2009+10-23-50+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397347054284402386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc6jKwfbtI/AAAAAAAAGuw/l35MrgL0NNQ/s320/Fingerpuppets+by+Jina+10-27-2009+10-23-50+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;That's right, amazing Jina even knitted a baby monkey on the Momma's back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Lily and Kate are two lucky girls. Thank you, Laura and Jina!&lt;/div&gt;
Oh, and today is Mom's birthday, and I will be celebrating with a shower, hopefully a nap, and the three treasures of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-8774152670388774646?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8774152670388774646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8774152670388774646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8774152670388774646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8774152670388774646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/handmade-knitwear-by-aunties-laura-and.html' title='Handmade Knitwear by Aunties Laura and Jina'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc3egDqP-I/AAAAAAAAGuQ/zkqg3IGJ4gM/s72-c/Lily+at+2+weeks+wearing+Laura+and+Jina%27s+knitwear+10-27-2009+10-06-52+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1979729300987348032</id><published>2009-10-25T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:58:39.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Week at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8Wbs3-I/AAAAAAAAGtw/pmadIJSJC3g/s1600-h/DSC_4730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8Wbs3-I/AAAAAAAAGtw/pmadIJSJC3g/s320/DSC_4730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Ever since Nana left on Sunday, Kate has been filling in as Mom and Appa's best helper and baby holder.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8jTDE7I/AAAAAAAAGt4/9mKkQ-pWSIY/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+10-11-22+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8jTDE7I/AAAAAAAAGt4/9mKkQ-pWSIY/s320/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+10-11-22+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Not surprisingly, Kate has the magic touch when it comes to soothing Lily. When she sings to her, the baby immediately calms down and directs her eyes towards her sister's voice.

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8w-FzyI/AAAAAAAAGuA/tMHmUqUC4Fs/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+10-12-44+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8w-FzyI/AAAAAAAAGuA/tMHmUqUC4Fs/s320/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+10-12-44+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Lily's eyes were a dark, steel gray when she was born and are slowly turning dark brown, like Kate's and Momma's eyes. And her hair is light brown with frosted blonde tips -- like Vanilla Ice.

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Lily's long toes.


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Her long fingers. Piano-playing fingers?


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-14Ve24I/AAAAAAAAGvQ/NKHF7PyP9so/s1600-h/DSC_4744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397351773803305858" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-14Ve24I/AAAAAAAAGvQ/NKHF7PyP9so/s320/DSC_4744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-1cic8ZI/AAAAAAAAGvI/6s5nEqkO_CA/s1600-h/DSC_4746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397351766341513618" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-1cic8ZI/AAAAAAAAGvI/6s5nEqkO_CA/s320/DSC_4746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-07TEbcI/AAAAAAAAGvA/YNMZR2hFNzQ/s1600-h/DSC_4749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397351757418622402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc-07TEbcI/AAAAAAAAGvA/YNMZR2hFNzQ/s320/DSC_4749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate took this nice shot of Lily. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc_4Idu11I/AAAAAAAAGvo/QCYckuvwNlc/s1600-h/DSC_4757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397352912004241234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Suc_4Idu11I/AAAAAAAAGvo/QCYckuvwNlc/s320/DSC_4757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Last week, Kate came down with a fever and had to stay home for a few days. Fortunately, she was a big help as Momma fed and burped Lily 'round the clock while dealing with her constant geyser of breastmilk. Kate would point and shout, "Mom! It's leaking!" and rush to get me my (aptly named) Lily Padz, saving our family from a flood, just like the little Dutch boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1979729300987348032?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1979729300987348032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1979729300987348032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1979729300987348032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1979729300987348032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-week-at-home.html' title='Second Week at Home'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SuUc8Wbs3-I/AAAAAAAAGtw/pmadIJSJC3g/s72-c/DSC_4730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-3941275421049843835</id><published>2009-10-20T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:21:09.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Old -- Time For A Sponge Bath!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qXpBfCfI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/FLLYTbgP4a0/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-54-32+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qXpBfCfI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/FLLYTbgP4a0/s320/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-54-32+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate was excited to help Appa give Lily a sponge bath to clean off all the breastmilk that's been raining down on her since Mommy's milk came in with a vengeance.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qX6VZYmI/AAAAAAAAGtY/L77IswCAf5I/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-57-02+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qX6VZYmI/AAAAAAAAGtY/L77IswCAf5I/s320/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-57-02+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Hmm. Do I really want a sponge bath now?"

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qYKp4YXI/AAAAAAAAGtg/Ed68LYn_A8U/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-56-40+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qYKp4YXI/AAAAAAAAGtg/Ed68LYn_A8U/s320/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-56-40+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate warming up the wash cloth while Lily checks out Appa in the mirror.

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&lt;p&gt;Kate did a great job wiping down Lily gently and rinsing out the washcloth -- Lily was calm and happy the entire time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, if we could only get control of Mommy's overproduction of milk (yes, even her boobs are Type A) and Lily's gas, things would be perfect!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-3941275421049843835?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3941275421049843835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=3941275421049843835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3941275421049843835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3941275421049843835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-week-old-time-for-sponge-bath.html' title='One Week Old -- Time For A Sponge Bath!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6qXpBfCfI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/FLLYTbgP4a0/s72-c/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-54-32+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-9197629314479578574</id><published>2009-10-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:44:59.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child's Garden School Harvest Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6emIUxROI/AAAAAAAAGrg/pUP_ZFesago/s1600-h/DSC_4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6emIUxROI/AAAAAAAAGrg/pUP_ZFesago/s320/DSC_4672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Saturday, we headed to ACGS' annual Harvest Festival to pick a pumpkin, give Lily some fresh air, and have fun.

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Kate met up with Maya and her sister, Bella, and had a nutritious "bucket o' mud" with gummy worms to kickstart the day.

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They played a musical book walk game...

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...and when the music stopped, the MC called out "Number 7" -- Kate was the winner! She was a little stunned as we hooted and hollered, but recovered long enough to select "How Do Dinosaurs Learn to Read" as her prize. Later on, she also won two rubber duckies in the ring toss game! Go Kate!

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After showing off Lily and eating a hot dog, it was time for Kate photo session.

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Kate &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; posing for the camera.
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Giving her rubber duckies a bird bath.

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Meanwhile, Nana and Lily were spending some quality time.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6kB3eWSUI/AAAAAAAAGso/yoF8_Kwue-k/s1600-h/Lily+So-Hee+Day+7+10-18-2009+9-54-03+AM+10-18-2009+9-56-40+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first day out with Lily went smoothly. Despite the intense heat and my over-producing, engorged breasts nearly drowning poor Lily and soaking through two burp cloths, it was a successful outing. And it only took us an hour to get out the door!&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/3992461299557805490-9197629314479578574?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9197629314479578574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=9197629314479578574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/9197629314479578574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/9197629314479578574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/childs-garden-school-harvest-festival.html' title='A Child&apos;s Garden School Harvest Festival'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St6emIUxROI/AAAAAAAAGrg/pUP_ZFesago/s72-c/DSC_4672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-2008451494773792705</id><published>2009-10-20T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:45:24.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's Checkup and First Days at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St5LNiNTyJI/AAAAAAAAGqY/FR5BK6xqiOE/s1600-h/Lily+Day+4+at+First+Doct+Checkup+1014091051a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St5LNiNTyJI/AAAAAAAAGqY/FR5BK6xqiOE/s320/Lily+Day+4+at+First+Doct+Checkup+1014091051a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Wednesday, Nana and I braved the LA rain and took Lily to Dr. Hemant's office for her first post-hospital checkup. At Day 4, she was 7 lbs (having lost 4 oz) and 19 inches (a few inches shorter), with a head circumference of 34 cm, landing her smack dab in the middle of the 50th percentile.

This is a similar shot we took four years ago, five days after Kate was born:
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Like her sister Kate, Lily got a clean bill of health from Dr. Hemant, who told us to come back in a week to check on her jaundice.



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Lily likes to nap surrounded by zoo animals.

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When Kate comes home from school the first thing she does is look for Lily and ask if she can hold her.


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Appa and Lily, a small loaf of bread.

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Appa holding Kate when she was a loaf of bread.

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Lily has a lot more hair than Kate did when she was born, and so far it seems to be straight and a brownish-blonde. The genetic milkshake that she is, anything is possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-2008451494773792705?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2008451494773792705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=2008451494773792705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2008451494773792705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2008451494773792705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/doctors-checkup-and-first-days-at-home.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Checkup and First Days at Home'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/St5LNiNTyJI/AAAAAAAAGqY/FR5BK6xqiOE/s72-c/Lily+Day+4+at+First+Doct+Checkup+1014091051a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5520614928456457231</id><published>2009-10-15T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:05:52.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Home Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StdgbHlo-SI/AAAAAAAAGo4/7dcHHpBCp9U/s1600-h/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+12-54-01+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StdgbHlo-SI/AAAAAAAAGo4/7dcHHpBCp9U/s320/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+12-54-01+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Two days after Lily's birthday, Appa and Kate came to the hospital to take us home.

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Kate proudly wore her "Big Sister" shirt to school that day.

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And baby Lily makes four.

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Kate really wanted to try out Mom's cool hospital bed. She particularly liked pressing the buttons to go up and down, up and down.

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Kate was torn between gazing into her sister's eyes and gazing up at the TV bolted to the wall. Lily's slight case of jaundice delayed our discharge, but eventually we were given the thumbs up to go home.

It was an atypically cloudy, rainy, chilly day in Los Angeles, and Nana was waiting for us with a warm, homemade dinner of turkey meatballs and pasta.

Welcome home, Lily! Let the marathon of sleepless nights begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5520614928456457231?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5520614928456457231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5520614928456457231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5520614928456457231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5520614928456457231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-home-day.html' title='Going Home Day'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StdgbHlo-SI/AAAAAAAAGo4/7dcHHpBCp9U/s72-c/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+12-54-01+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7558130249053697937</id><published>2009-10-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:21:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sister Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StSWGuiCgDI/AAAAAAAAGk4/VRfmvj_2u_M/s1600-h/Kate+and+Lily+Meet+10-12-2009+12-52-52+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StSWGuiCgDI/AAAAAAAAGk4/VRfmvj_2u_M/s320/Kate+and+Lily+Meet+10-12-2009+12-52-52+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Monday, the day after Lily's birthday, Kate came to meet her brand-new, baby sister. Kate had a huge smile on her face as she bounded through the door bearing gifts and balloons.

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Kate was thrilled to finally lay eyes on her sister. She was also happy to hear we had named her "Lily," her top choice.

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"Awww, she's &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; cute!"

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Lily's lovely, long fingers and toes. We have no idea who she gets these from.

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The four ladies.

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As Uncle Mike says, "Proud Papa!"


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Kisses! Kate can't stop kissing Lily and wanting to hold her. Hopefully, this will last, at least for a few weeks.


When we asked if Kate would help change the baby's diaper, she said, "I don't know if I'm ready for that." Of course, she's been eagerly helping us since Lily was born.

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Then Lily let out some gas and Kate had to ham it up.


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And it was back to hugging Lily.

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Lily and Nana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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After Kate gave Lily a Little Sister Present (her coming home outfit, which Kate picked out), Lily gave Kate a Big Sister present -- a set of Littlest Pet Shop figures. Kate was thrilled.

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Chris and his girls. "I love her so much!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Kate was so excited to wear her new T-Shirt to preschool the next day. She ran up to her teacher, whipped open her jacket and said, "Look!" The teachers were very supportive and asked Kate to stand before the class during circle time to make her "very important announcement." Kate even got a lot of "congratulations!" from her friends, making her feel special.

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you, Miss Lily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-7558130249053697937?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7558130249053697937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7558130249053697937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7558130249053697937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7558130249053697937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-sister-kate.html' title='Big Sister Kate'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StSWGuiCgDI/AAAAAAAAGk4/VRfmvj_2u_M/s72-c/Kate+and+Lily+Meet+10-12-2009+12-52-52+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-3748894552134681685</id><published>2009-10-12T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:17:22.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LILY SO-HEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StNxzCp4h3I/AAAAAAAAGi8/6_KSVh-Nk9E/s1600-h/LILY%27S+BIRTH+10-11-2009+12-54-30+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StNxzCp4h3I/AAAAAAAAGi8/6_KSVh-Nk9E/s320/LILY%27S+BIRTH+10-11-2009+12-54-30+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Sunday, October 11, 2009 at 1:43 PM, Kate's baby sister, Lily So-Hee Weyant came into the world!

Thankfully, Lily gave her Momma a relatively quick and easy labor and delivery. The nurse took this photo of Lily seconds after she was born as Appa cut the umbilical cord.

When we left the house at 5:30 AM to go to the hospital, Kate sleepily asked Appa, "Why is the umbilical cord attached to the belly button and not the mouth??"

Wonderful Uncle Mike Bodie drove to us in the middle of the night to watch Kate so we could go and welcome her baby sister.

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Lily So-Hee weighed in at 7 lbs, 3.7 oz and measured 21 inches, the same length as Kate at birth. The first thing Chris and I thought when we saw her was, "She looks just like Kate!" And then we thought, "She looks just like Emma!"

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The same shot of Kate after she was born.

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After some skin-to-skin and nursing time with Momma, Lily So-Hee was washed up and swaddled.

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"Mom, enough with the flash, please!"

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This is Kate on her birthday. Lily looks a little like her, doesn't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Lily So-Hee.
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Kate Sora.

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Kate and Nana are coming today to meet you!  Happy Birthday, Lily! We love you and are so lucky to have you in our family.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-3748894552134681685?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3748894552134681685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=3748894552134681685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3748894552134681685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3748894552134681685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-lily-so-hee.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LILY SO-HEE!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StNxzCp4h3I/AAAAAAAAGi8/6_KSVh-Nk9E/s72-c/LILY%27S+BIRTH+10-11-2009+12-54-30+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-2551400756976943770</id><published>2009-10-10T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:05:42.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 Weeks!  Counting Down the Hours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFxw7QvbfI/AAAAAAAAGiE/4y0MoLQu0eg/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-14-17+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFxw7QvbfI/AAAAAAAAGiE/4y0MoLQu0eg/s320/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-14-17+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Here we are, in the final stretch! My doctor says Kate's baby sister is upside-down and locked into position, ready for take off. She predicts the baby will come a few days earlier, or around October 14th, give or take. Luckily, Nana arrives tomorrow to help us out in case the doctor is right.

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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFz35xnILI/AAAAAAAAGi0/h27fzsNbp3E/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-15-58+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391217633178099890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFz35xnILI/AAAAAAAAGi0/h27fzsNbp3E/s320/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-15-58+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFz2iN0IrI/AAAAAAAAGik/76h4Ey0wgVY/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-22-04+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391217609674072754" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFz2iN0IrI/AAAAAAAAGik/76h4Ey0wgVY/s320/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-22-04+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The arrival of the latest Kang-Weyant will be a huge change for all of us respectively, and our little family as a whole, and we're all waiting in nervous and excited anticipation of the big day. &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/3992461299557805490-2551400756976943770?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2551400756976943770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=2551400756976943770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2551400756976943770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2551400756976943770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/10/39-weeks-counting-down-hours.html' title='39 Weeks!  Counting Down the Hours...'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StFxw7QvbfI/AAAAAAAAGiE/4y0MoLQu0eg/s72-c/Baby+Weyant+at+39+Weeks+10-10-2009+10-14-17+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-3257100131926339168</id><published>2009-09-23T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:50:26.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay Fun and Sling Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrrrwrA7ozI/AAAAAAAAGhM/uE9MQxAUv1A/s1600-h/IMG_4312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrrrwrA7ozI/AAAAAAAAGhM/uE9MQxAUv1A/s320/IMG_4312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Once again, we're in the middle of a heat wave, the Santa Anas are blowing, and fires are igniting in the mountains. What to do? Stay inside, strip down to your undies and make things with modeling clay!

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Which is exactly what Kate did.  She made lots of little people, babies, and accessories, and then coated them all in a thick layer of paint.

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Jina-eemo sent us a box of baby stuff (courtesy of Emma, Kes, Kate, and Kiki) since it's now Kate's Baby Sister's turn. Naturally, Kate wanted to try out the sling.

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She never liked it as a newborn, but I guess she had to grow into it.
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Kate came home last friday with a drawing she did of Mom.

"The baby is growing bigger inside you! And those red things in your eyes are your veins. And see the dot under the baby's mouth? That's her BEARD." I asked Kate if I she thought I was carrying Santa Claus' child. She cracked up and said, "Nooooo! He's already borned!"

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This is Kate's rendering of Appa. "Wearing glasses!" (?)

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Yeunjee-eemo sent a care package from Korea -- a new Korean hairband, and several sheets of cool sticker sets of food items and animals.

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To celebrate her first week of Pre-K, Kate wanted to go out to dinner. She came downstairs wearing her hanbok and new hairband, ready to go.

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I tried to get a nice shot of Kate in her hanbok outside...

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...I was less than successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-450433432830110284?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/450433432830110284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=450433432830110284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/450433432830110284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/450433432830110284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-and-appa-by-kate.html' title='Mom and Appa, by Kate'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Srb5J4Yd2DI/AAAAAAAAGfs/30vCFrYgaV4/s72-c/DSC_4246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7860505709891700332</id><published>2009-09-15T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:49:21.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks!  Less Than 5 More To Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBZpK5zC0I/AAAAAAAAGd4/HW-6L_O8too/s1600-h/DSC_4233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBZpK5zC0I/AAAAAAAAGd4/HW-6L_O8too/s320/DSC_4233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate finds it fun to monitor the protrusion of my belly-button as if it were a turkey thermometer. "Ha ha ha ha! It's popping out, Mom!"

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Hmm....resemblance?

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She also likes to decorate the butterball with stickers.

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What dignity?

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Kate waiting to feel her baby kick. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBgGM0yxlI/AAAAAAAAGew/8sF2GXcRmMs/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+at+35+Weeks+9-15-2009+6-10-21+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381907214345881170" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBgGM0yxlI/AAAAAAAAGew/8sF2GXcRmMs/s320/Baby+Weyant+at+35+Weeks+9-15-2009+6-10-21+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBdS-i0I0I/AAAAAAAAGeo/sVpm62jpDrY/s1600-h/DSC_4232.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I felt it move! I felt her knuckle!" Kate promised she would share her big toys and allow Baby Sister "to go first sometimes" (you heard it here) before singing the A-B-C's to her and going to bed.&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/3992461299557805490-7860505709891700332?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7860505709891700332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7860505709891700332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7860505709891700332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7860505709891700332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/09/35-weeks-less-than-5-more-to-go.html' title='35 Weeks!  Less Than 5 More To Go...'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBZpK5zC0I/AAAAAAAAGd4/HW-6L_O8too/s72-c/DSC_4233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-6208492533478831312</id><published>2009-09-15T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:16:02.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Pre-K!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBXKyg-Z9I/AAAAAAAAGdY/7lHHnhIhHq4/s1600-h/DSC_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBXKyg-Z9I/AAAAAAAAGdY/7lHHnhIhHq4/s320/DSC_4204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After a long break, Kate was giddy to be starting Pre-K at A Child's Garden School. She couldn't wait to see her friends and her new teachers, Ms. Kim and Ms. Yolanda. She chose the pretty shirt Cousin Emma sent her for the momentous day.

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At Visiting Day yesterday, everyone remarked at how much Kate grew over the summer.

Ms. Kim and Ms. Yolanda had the kids draw a picture about their Summer Vacation and dictate an essay. Kate drew a picture of the sun, the sea, and herself wearing "a flowing dress in the breeze" and wrote about seeing Halmoni, Halabuji, Pop-Pop, Grammy, Baby Kiki, Jina-Eemo, Scott Eemo-bu, and Soo-Eemo. "Because I love them so much."

She also wrote about the ocean and how it "sings to me." Kate told me the other day that she wanted to be a writer when she grew up. God help us.

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Chris took this shot of Ms. Yolanda putting Kate's name tag on before the camera pooped out. Kate had a fun first day making red playdough and playing "princess" with Maya. It's going to be a great year.
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-6208492533478831312?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6208492533478831312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=6208492533478831312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6208492533478831312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6208492533478831312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-pre-k.html' title='First Day of Pre-K!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SrBXKyg-Z9I/AAAAAAAAGdY/7lHHnhIhHq4/s72-c/DSC_4204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7543206677500741081</id><published>2009-09-14T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:50:50.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8dfB9jQWI/AAAAAAAAGbI/df7s7hwdSqg/s1600-h/DSC_4066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8dfB9jQWI/AAAAAAAAGbI/df7s7hwdSqg/s320/DSC_4066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
During the last few days of summer, the Kang-Weyants squeaked in a few more fun outings before having to face the realities of school, work, and baby.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally went to see a show at The Bob Baker Marionette Theater, the oldest children's theater in LA and a historical-cultural monument.

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The rabbit called me and Kate the "strawberry twins" and then pounced on us. Kate found it both funny and slightly terrifying.

The old-fashioned music and radio spots (remember "The Incredible, Edible Egg?"), the punny jokes, and the one or two offensive puppets in desperate need of retirement....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8eFId0eUI/AAAAAAAAGbo/ULSx9mc09-w/s1600-h/DSC_4072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381553153251768642" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8eFId0eUI/AAAAAAAAGbo/ULSx9mc09-w/s320/DSC_4072-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....made me and Chris feel like we were in a time capsule.  Racist puppets notwithstanding, we all enjoyed the show immensely.&lt;/div&gt;
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Topping off our journey back in time were the vanilla ice cream cups that the puppeteers handed out to everyone. Kate was thrilled to be eating with "an old-fashioned wooden spoon," and she appreciated the Nancy-Reagan-era message of "Say No To Drugs" on the sides of the cups. "Like Michael Jackson should have!"

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We continued our tour of downtown with a stop at Clifton's Cafeteria, LA's "oldest surviving cafteria-style eatery."

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Kate was fascinated by the block of green jello with bits of pear trapped inside.&lt;/div&gt;
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It looked a lot more interesting than it tasted.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8g34AGKwI/AAAAAAAAGbw/jM6-Xft1YzE/s1600-h/DSC_4128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381556224028715778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8g34AGKwI/AAAAAAAAGbw/jM6-Xft1YzE/s320/DSC_4128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all agreed it wasn't the soup-kitcheny food that made the visit worthwhile... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l7fSXx9I/AAAAAAAAGcY/fKgr5KjwYto/s1600-h/DSC_4130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381561783672096722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l7fSXx9I/AAAAAAAAGcY/fKgr5KjwYto/s320/DSC_4130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but the decor and atmosphere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Where else in the city can you dine by a family of bears fishing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few shots of the horrible fires during that week that kept us indoors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq80DpsdIII/AAAAAAAAGdA/RxMgzJjMjfM/s1600-h/DSC_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381577317067595906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq80DpsdIII/AAAAAAAAGdA/RxMgzJjMjfM/s320/DSC_4139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
View from the side-view mirror as we were leaving our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq80EHhVouI/AAAAAAAAGdI/SVw3mR3C7_8/s1600-h/DSC_4151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381577325074031330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq80EHhVouI/AAAAAAAAGdI/SVw3mR3C7_8/s320/DSC_4151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another day, we escaped the toxic air quality by heading to the Science Center near Mom's alma mater, USC. After watching the Imax movie, "Under the Sea," narrated by Jim Carrey ("Mom, when is he going to stop talking??") and learning all about how cuttlefish mate, we headed inside the main building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l8cNZ5WI/AAAAAAAAGco/9GfMC7TzfAc/s1600-h/DSC_4179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381561800025826658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l8cNZ5WI/AAAAAAAAGco/9GfMC7TzfAc/s320/DSC_4179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from watching Adam Arkin help his kid tackle the climbing wall, the most interesting things we saw were this giant spiraly tube through which Kate could send secret messages to Appa ("Appa is very smelly")...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l9ChZnhI/AAAAAAAAGcw/LiVSMi8PT5A/s1600-h/DSC_4188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381561810310241810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8l9ChZnhI/AAAAAAAAGcw/LiVSMi8PT5A/s320/DSC_4188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...a ride simulator in which Kate and Appa (pregnant ladies not allowed) took a trip under the sea to see schools of dolphins; and the playarea upstairs where Kate lead a group of kids in a game of working together to collect and distribute foam shingles inside a 2-story clubhouse. Karl Marx would've been proud.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When a few uncooperative boys grabbed the shingles out of Kate's hand, she shrugged and said, "Those boys don't know how to play nicely." They're lucky she didn't sentence them to a gulag.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;It was an incredibly fun and productive summer. Kate learned how to swim, began learning how to read and spell, started doing simple addition and subtraction ("Michael Jackson is dead, so there are &lt;em&gt;four &lt;/em&gt;brothers left and now they're The Jackson &lt;em&gt;Four&lt;/em&gt;!"), further increased her rapidly-growing vocabulary ("Elephant is very &lt;em&gt;discouraging&lt;/em&gt; of Piggie"), and even grew a whopping three inches! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-7543206677500741081?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7543206677500741081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7543206677500741081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7543206677500741081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7543206677500741081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-days-of-summer.html' title='Last Days of Summer'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sq8dfB9jQWI/AAAAAAAAGbI/df7s7hwdSqg/s72-c/DSC_4066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5680441910697788370</id><published>2009-08-29T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:58:19.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Arky Arky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Spn90JkagKI/AAAAAAAAGYo/cDxJF1pbVu4/s1600-h/DSC_3959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Spn90JkagKI/AAAAAAAAGYo/cDxJF1pbVu4/s320/DSC_3959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We visited the Skirball Cultural Center in West L.A. for the first time to see the interactive Noah's Ark exhibit we had heard so much about. Kate couldn't stop singing, "The Lord said to Noah, there's gonna be a floody floody..." on the way there.

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The Skirball's exhibits celebrate 4,000 years of Jewish heritage. This is one of the beautiful gallery spaces.

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The Noah's Ark exhibit is an 8,000 square foot gallery filled with hundreds of handcrafted animals made entirely from recycled materials.

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The mane on the zebra is a piano keyboard, and the elephant's trunk is made of bamboo dumpling steamers.

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Turn the wheel and create a lightning storm!

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Kate and a little boy pumped rain into the tank and watched Noah's ark rise up.

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Appa, Kate, and Zebra looking out of the floor-to-ceiling wooden ark.

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More handcrafted passengers of the ark. &lt;/div&gt;
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Storytime by the ark. "The lady was a very good storyteller, Momma. She was talented!" reviewed Kate. &lt;/div&gt;
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The kids marveling at the rainbow that appeared on the wall during the story.

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoBusnoQYI/AAAAAAAAGaA/hKzA8EehOdk/s1600-h/DSC_4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375611006983094658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoBusnoQYI/AAAAAAAAGaA/hKzA8EehOdk/s320/DSC_4010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Lion with chopstick whiskers.&lt;/div&gt;
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Kate on her way up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoEEmnINkI/AAAAAAAAGag/EsGq5Os0DMw/s1600-h/DSC_4037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613582350759490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoEEmnINkI/AAAAAAAAGag/EsGq5Os0DMw/s320/DSC_4037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoEDzWQqII/AAAAAAAAGaY/_HU8Fg4VHKo/s1600-h/DSC_4027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613568589801602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpoEDzWQqII/AAAAAAAAGaY/_HU8Fg4VHKo/s320/DSC_4027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate and Appa resting in walrus chairs. This is usually the expression Chris reserves for such an occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we had a snack at Zeidler's cafe and then visited the other galleries about Jewish culture and history. I was happy to see that Kate was actually interested in it all. She is shaping up to be a fine museum-goer. &lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-5680441910697788370?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5680441910697788370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5680441910697788370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5680441910697788370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5680441910697788370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/noahs-arky-arky.html' title='Noah&apos;s Arky Arky'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Spn90JkagKI/AAAAAAAAGYo/cDxJF1pbVu4/s72-c/DSC_3959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1696115819538563122</id><published>2009-08-28T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:15:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpiBRlCUwEI/AAAAAAAAGYI/wLQYWujFIS8/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+at+32+weeks+8-26-2009+11-07-22+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpiBRlCUwEI/AAAAAAAAGYI/wLQYWujFIS8/s320/Baby+Weyant+at+32+weeks+8-26-2009+11-07-22+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
Apparently, the baby is now the size of a large jicama and will be growing rapidly (1 lb/week) as we waddle toward the finish line.  I've noticed a big change since coming back from the East Coast -- I feel much heavier and slower and can't eat too much in one sitting (boo hoo).  I can also feel the Braxton Hicks contractions more strongly, and Kang-Weyant 3.0 seems to be doing somersaults these days.

I'm thrilled that I haven't gotten carpal tunnel syndrome (knock on wood) yet, unlike last time, and that I can still eat ice cream relatively guilt-free.

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Kate wanted us to do the "tree pose."

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And again.

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Me and my big girl.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1696115819538563122?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1696115819538563122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1696115819538563122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1696115819538563122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1696115819538563122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/32-weeks.html' title='32 weeks!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpiBRlCUwEI/AAAAAAAAGYI/wLQYWujFIS8/s72-c/Baby+Weyant+at+32+weeks+8-26-2009+11-07-22+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4265389095792280336</id><published>2009-08-26T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:26:10.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate and Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpYKeoCK-MI/AAAAAAAAGXo/1S8ygxdTR3Q/s1600-h/DSC_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpYKeoCK-MI/AAAAAAAAGXo/1S8ygxdTR3Q/s320/DSC_3921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate's best buddy from preschool, Maya, came over for a long overdue playdate. It had been a couple of months since they'd seen each other, and they missed each other very much.

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Kate told Maya she was going to play a song for her on her CD player. "You'll like it. We can dance to it!" She put on Joe Cocker's "The Letter" (aka "Song Number 7") and she and Maya rocked out.

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They played dress up for the next couple of hours...

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...Switching outfits every few minutes.

After lunch, Maya's 8-year old sister, Bella, joined them and they all had a ball playing with Kate's toys and running around the house. It was a blissful few hours for me as the kids played on their own. I look forward to the day that Kate and her younger sister does the same.
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-4265389095792280336?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4265389095792280336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4265389095792280336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4265389095792280336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4265389095792280336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/kate-and-maya.html' title='Kate and Maya'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpYKeoCK-MI/AAAAAAAAGXo/1S8ygxdTR3Q/s72-c/DSC_3921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7067815491798175419</id><published>2009-08-25T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:28:04.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down the Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRwQaHDpI/AAAAAAAAGQc/p84eHCCrWoc/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+4-25-22+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRwQaHDpI/AAAAAAAAGQc/p84eHCCrWoc/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+4-25-22+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Our first morning down the Shore, Kate and Pop-Pop kept with tradition and put out the flag to "start the day."

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRw8F3pKI/AAAAAAAAGQk/GSBovuNpWDk/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-03-26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRw8F3pKI/AAAAAAAAGQk/GSBovuNpWDk/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-03-26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Then we headed to the beach.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRxRfd4SI/AAAAAAAAGQs/1cwCcgohKDI/s1600-h/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRxRfd4SI/AAAAAAAAGQs/1cwCcgohKDI/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The shot from last summer.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRx2tUYbI/AAAAAAAAGQ0/vj-88_L4f8Q/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-12-19+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRx2tUYbI/AAAAAAAAGQ0/vj-88_L4f8Q/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-12-19+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZO3oKSbI/AAAAAAAAGRc/Wrkbt6gC4sw/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-14-59+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033204926794162" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZO3oKSbI/AAAAAAAAGRc/Wrkbt6gC4sw/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-14-59+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Andrea said Kate looks a lot like me in this photo, which made me happy.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZOAdnnkI/AAAAAAAAGRU/DnLA50d0UpM/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-18-49+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033190118628930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZOAdnnkI/AAAAAAAAGRU/DnLA50d0UpM/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-18-49+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZNg93qWI/AAAAAAAAGRM/HnyuIJ_sd_c/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-20-47+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033181663963490" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZNg93qWI/AAAAAAAAGRM/HnyuIJ_sd_c/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-20-47+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate showing Grammy the many clam shells she found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZNLCgdJI/AAAAAAAAGRE/KogcPAEPDbA/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-49-00+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033175777834130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZNLCgdJI/AAAAAAAAGRE/KogcPAEPDbA/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-49-00+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate, Pop-Pop, and Appa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZMnNtEAI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/XxyNBYeZHWA/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-49-36+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373033166161121282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDZMnNtEAI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/XxyNBYeZHWA/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+6-49-36+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate rushing back to show me the exciting piece of driftwood she discovered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa7bWmMYI/AAAAAAAAGSE/w9nwIWdf8_8/s1600-h/down+the+shore+8-09+kate%27s+museum+of+seashellies4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373035069942673794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa7bWmMYI/AAAAAAAAGSE/w9nwIWdf8_8/s320/down+the+shore+8-09+kate%27s+museum+of+seashellies4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate's "museum of seashellies."
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa6xwhPOI/AAAAAAAAGR8/D5L_Vn8D7bE/s1600-h/down+the+shore+8-09+kate%27s+museum+of+seashellies+3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373035058777111778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa6xwhPOI/AAAAAAAAGR8/D5L_Vn8D7bE/s320/down+the+shore+8-09+kate%27s+museum+of+seashellies+3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate didn't want to leave her museum, fearing it would be gone the next day.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa5yd5dUI/AAAAAAAAGRs/r_2Zco3V198/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+9-04-57+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373035041787573570" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa5yd5dUI/AAAAAAAAGRs/r_2Zco3V198/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+9-04-57+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Pop-Pop working the grill.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa5U-J39I/AAAAAAAAGRk/FOMc9roBVZs/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+9-05-04+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373035033869803474" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa5U-J39I/AAAAAAAAGRk/FOMc9roBVZs/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+9-05-04+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Grammy preparing lunch for everyone. Everytime we go down the Shore, we are shamefully doted on and cared for by Grammy and Pop-Pop.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcZitFCoI/AAAAAAAAGSk/flr1UfipQ5s/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-53-45+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373036686823721602" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcZitFCoI/AAAAAAAAGSk/flr1UfipQ5s/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-53-45+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate and Mom in the outdoor shower.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcY49-0ZI/AAAAAAAAGSc/yYeZcg4zC1c/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-54-13+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373036675620327826" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcY49-0ZI/AAAAAAAAGSc/yYeZcg4zC1c/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-54-13+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little tushy.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcYcJ4ChI/AAAAAAAAGSU/clSSsSMIS5c/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-54-25+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373036667885586962" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcYcJ4ChI/AAAAAAAAGSU/clSSsSMIS5c/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+12-54-25+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The owner of the little tushy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa6snMt3I/AAAAAAAAGR0/CvGWjQ7tW3w/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+8-51-08+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373035057395840882" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDa6snMt3I/AAAAAAAAGR0/CvGWjQ7tW3w/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+8-51-08+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcYHfUknI/AAAAAAAAGSM/vwEmm8M2khs/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-46-03+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373036662338392690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDcYHfUknI/AAAAAAAAGSM/vwEmm8M2khs/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-46-03+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appa reading the book Grammy got for Kate.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeE3c6wiI/AAAAAAAAGTU/-7xf1wSGnLg/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-47-34+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038530639086114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeE3c6wiI/AAAAAAAAGTU/-7xf1wSGnLg/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-47-34+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeEaPaFDI/AAAAAAAAGTM/H-8zZc7GoHo/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-52-23+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038522797790258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeEaPaFDI/AAAAAAAAGTM/H-8zZc7GoHo/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-52-23+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeD0k03lI/AAAAAAAAGTE/g-PfOxfbKlo/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-50-25+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038512687078994" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeD0k03lI/AAAAAAAAGTE/g-PfOxfbKlo/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-50-25+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
One of Kate's many camera poses.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeDBJYeqI/AAAAAAAAGS8/H4EWWd-5cQ0/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-53-13+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038498881764002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeDBJYeqI/AAAAAAAAGS8/H4EWWd-5cQ0/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-53-13+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeCfGRHFI/AAAAAAAAGS0/HanBpeUl5TE/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-12+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038489741892690" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDeCfGRHFI/AAAAAAAAGS0/HanBpeUl5TE/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-12+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Chris took this nice shot.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgBcv1jvI/AAAAAAAAGT8/G-eVkyKCHfo/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-20+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373040670954327794" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgBcv1jvI/AAAAAAAAGT8/G-eVkyKCHfo/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-20+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;"Hellooooo, Baby Sister!"

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgA3-QSkI/AAAAAAAAGT0/gcQDYxbK4mM/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-21+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373040661082688066" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgA3-QSkI/AAAAAAAAGT0/gcQDYxbK4mM/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-55-21+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgATdceGI/AAAAAAAAGTs/vokWLTfk-oQ/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-57-11+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373040651281397858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDgATdceGI/AAAAAAAAGTs/vokWLTfk-oQ/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+1-57-11+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDhXfhydqI/AAAAAAAAGUE/PWX0JAN0QKQ/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+6-58-03+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042149169460898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDhXfhydqI/AAAAAAAAGUE/PWX0JAN0QKQ/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+6-58-03+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate wanted to learn how to play checkers, so we bought a set at the local Five and Dime. Not surprisingly, Kate picked up the rules quickly and resoundly destroyed her father in the first match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDf_Xi2QFI/AAAAAAAAGTc/HwEqdh9-My4/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-22-42+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373040635197931602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDf_Xi2QFI/AAAAAAAAGTc/HwEqdh9-My4/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-22-42+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiweO3eQI/AAAAAAAAGUs/DorXhaTQupc/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-22-48+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043677830019330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiweO3eQI/AAAAAAAAGUs/DorXhaTQupc/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-22-48+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiv5DteBI/AAAAAAAAGUk/LhepT6Ml-Zg/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-42-18+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043667851114514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiv5DteBI/AAAAAAAAGUk/LhepT6Ml-Zg/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+7-42-18+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate and Grammy playing Go Fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDivU-ycgI/AAAAAAAAGUc/Ou3acYr1U7o/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-40-58+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043658166792706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDivU-ycgI/AAAAAAAAGUc/Ou3acYr1U7o/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-40-58+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Back at the beach, Kate decided to torture Appa with cold water and a sand shovel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiu8eepfI/AAAAAAAAGUU/RMj2tBSna-Q/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-41-35+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043651588826610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiu8eepfI/AAAAAAAAGUU/RMj2tBSna-Q/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-41-35+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiuX6PcWI/AAAAAAAAGUM/hLOGmYyuSzI/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-42-30+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373043641773158754" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDiuX6PcWI/AAAAAAAAGUM/hLOGmYyuSzI/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-42-30+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow White got her very own sand castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcQyh5DLI/AAAAAAAAGVU/o-buzOUwzC4/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-44-25+PM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388380173831346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcQyh5DLI/AAAAAAAAGVU/o-buzOUwzC4/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+12-44-25+PM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appa and Kate and two umbrellas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcQY4n7xI/AAAAAAAAGVM/TSQCrhvHMQw/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-00-48+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388373289856786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcQY4n7xI/AAAAAAAAGVM/TSQCrhvHMQw/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-00-48+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcPzN1vBI/AAAAAAAAGVE/bLXQksk8Y8A/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-01-55+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388363178294290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcPzN1vBI/AAAAAAAAGVE/bLXQksk8Y8A/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-01-55+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Chris has a fine eye for composition. He must be an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcPPMc92I/AAAAAAAAGU8/z2EEyZgdfMk/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-08+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388353508800354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcPPMc92I/AAAAAAAAGU8/z2EEyZgdfMk/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-08+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate, after being doused by a wave while hunched over. Thankfully, she thought it was pretty darn funny.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcOtVwGgI/AAAAAAAAGU0/6SLeKqCciHg/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-17+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388344420997634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIcOtVwGgI/AAAAAAAAGU0/6SLeKqCciHg/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-17+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris' artistic eye at work again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgWPHpPcI/AAAAAAAAGV8/pM3sgBTlg5g/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-46+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373392871794228674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgWPHpPcI/AAAAAAAAGV8/pM3sgBTlg5g/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-46+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate practicing the crane move for the big tournament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgVhn93wI/AAAAAAAAGV0/VcXRr9BBUZc/s1600-h/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-50+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373392859581767426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgVhn93wI/AAAAAAAAGV0/VcXRr9BBUZc/s320/Down+the+Shore+8-15-2009+1-02-50+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate wanted me to scoop up the hundreds of colorful little shells as the tide ebbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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Examining our catch -- tiny live clams! And water insects and sea plants!
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We put a handful in an empty water bottle and made a "sea-quarium" for Kate to show Pop-Pop and Grammy.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgULBAvpI/AAAAAAAAGVc/5Dp7Nedtbyc/s1600-h/DSC_3872-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373392836332928658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIgULBAvpI/AAAAAAAAGVc/5Dp7Nedtbyc/s320/DSC_3872-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steamer clams (not the clams Kate and I caught). I'd never had them before, neither had Kate. To Kate's credit, she tried one before saying, "No, thanks!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Grammy's peach and blueberry pie for dessert. Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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After dinner, Pop-Pop tried to wow Kate with a few magic tricks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Pop-Pop pretending to "see" the side of the die Kate chose in his mind's eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIkBNfHcOI/AAAAAAAAGWM/HrggLoaFLZk/s1600-h/DSC_3899-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373396908625064162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIkBNfHcOI/AAAAAAAAGWM/HrggLoaFLZk/s320/DSC_3899-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The key goes through! It's magic! Kate appreciated Pop-Pop's effort, but was too pooped to be all that impressed.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIkAybGAFI/AAAAAAAAGWE/AQaixd11FVc/s1600-h/DSC_3907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373396901360435282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIkAybGAFI/AAAAAAAAGWE/AQaixd11FVc/s320/DSC_3907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She liked doing "Here is the Beehive" and tickling Pop-Pop a lot more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyDCRwNoI/AAAAAAAAGXE/K6bz-RapuMg/s1600-h/DSC_3910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373412333138753154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyDCRwNoI/AAAAAAAAGXE/K6bz-RapuMg/s320/DSC_3910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our last day, Grammy and Kate took an apres-beach dip in the pool. Appa, Kate, and I had spent most of day jumping in the waves. We all slept like logs that night.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyCpYhTaI/AAAAAAAAGW8/0XUebFtrXAE/s1600-h/DSC_3915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373412326456249762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyCpYhTaI/AAAAAAAAGW8/0XUebFtrXAE/s320/DSC_3915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We topped off our last evening down the Shore with a trip to the ice cream shop. Kate chose a blue cotton candy soft cone, then wisely passed it to me after a few bites and took mine.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyCCGGBsI/AAAAAAAAGW0/9pALUe8ACQo/s1600-h/DSC_3920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373412315909981890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpIyCCGGBsI/AAAAAAAAGW0/9pALUe8ACQo/s320/DSC_3920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lovely and lazy few days down the Shore. Exactly what the OB ordered. As soon as we left, Kate wanted to go back. Thank you, Pop-Pop and Grammy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-7067815491798175419?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7067815491798175419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7067815491798175419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7067815491798175419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7067815491798175419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-shore.html' title='Down the Shore'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SpDRwQaHDpI/AAAAAAAAGQc/p84eHCCrWoc/s72-c/Down+the+Shore+8-14-2009+4-25-22+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7946813881002163290</id><published>2009-08-21T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:10:03.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to NJ &amp; NYC -- Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SoXYiHKXMHI/AAAAAAAAGKs/3YfJXWGHO8Q/s1600-h/DSC_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SoXYiHKXMHI/AAAAAAAAGKs/3YfJXWGHO8Q/s320/DSC_3499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The Kang-Weyants headed East for ten days to see family, friends, the Atlantic, and a few New Jersey towns and houses.

We visited Westfield, NJ first, and happily, the Paik-Powells tagged along. Kate was thrilled to spend time with Cousin Kiki. After touring several houses, it was time to take a break, Jersey-style, at Dairy Queen. Jina wondered if this was what Jerseyites did for fun. I told her this was called "date night" in the suburbs.

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Kiki napped while we ate our ice cream. She is, by far, the most easygoing baby I have ever seen in my life. I'm hoping Kang-Weyant 3.0 has at least an ounce of Kiki's disposition.


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Chocolate soft cone. Yum.

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After a harrowing bumper-to-bumper drive back to Bergen County, we all went back to Halmoni and Halabugi's condo in Edgewater and had dinner. Luckily, Kiki is the most easygoing baby in the world, and Kate decided to practice writing words in her notebook to pass the time. Believe it or not, the traffic in NJ is much worse than in LA. Ugh.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotliPUvYxI/AAAAAAAAGLc/GHLm6ismnYc/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-8-2009+3-44-55+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371498619472929554" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotliPUvYxI/AAAAAAAAGLc/GHLm6ismnYc/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-8-2009+3-44-55+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Halabugi held his grandniece for the first time.

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The next day, we took the bus (Kate's favorite) into Manhattan to see Soo-eemo. Kate also took her very first subway ride. Chris was mortified by me whipping out the camera like a tourist begging to be mugged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotrXLxESgI/AAAAAAAAGL0/H8I0nzhhGmg/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-38-52+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371505026609203714" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotrXLxESgI/AAAAAAAAGL0/H8I0nzhhGmg/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-38-52+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Soo-eemo made us lunch to welcome us -- a first! This was also the first time Chris and I had ever seen Soo standing in a kitchen and actually making something, and we had to record the historic occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot4dJfVK-I/AAAAAAAAGMs/-IMKWkT1pRU/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-41-17+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371519422728317922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot4dJfVK-I/AAAAAAAAGMs/-IMKWkT1pRU/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-41-17+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Lunch was delicious. Soo made lox-cream-cheese-cucumber and tomato-mozzarella-basil sandwiches as well as two different salads. She also served appetizers, champagne, and dessert! Thank you, Soo!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotziqk9KsI/AAAAAAAAGMU/lCjFaiaBCzQ/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-19-56+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514019951487682" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotziqk9KsI/AAAAAAAAGMU/lCjFaiaBCzQ/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-19-56+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotzh9XauDI/AAAAAAAAGMM/le0GIq3r7NU/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-36-03+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514007815108658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotzh9XauDI/AAAAAAAAGMM/le0GIq3r7NU/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-36-03+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotzha6priI/AAAAAAAAGME/T_6YFqlTcSg/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-36-10+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371513998567648802" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sotzha6priI/AAAAAAAAGME/T_6YFqlTcSg/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-36-10+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
One of Kiki's favorite toys is a handmedown from Kate who got it from Emma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotzgkUi59I/AAAAAAAAGL8/ftIGTodr-yM/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-43-02+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371513983912306642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SotzgkUi59I/AAAAAAAAGL8/ftIGTodr-yM/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+9-43-02+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and Kate hadn't seen Uncle Steve since Kate's baptism over three years ago. It was wonderful to see him. Not surprisingly, he's a natural with babies and kids. He listened intently to Kate's chattering, and made her laugh. "I really like Uncle Steve!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7uuqETwI/AAAAAAAAGNU/ISv0K9deq2Y/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-33-47+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371523023298121474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7uuqETwI/AAAAAAAAGNU/ISv0K9deq2Y/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-33-47+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate loves Kiki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7uABr7ZI/AAAAAAAAGNM/g_pp5XjlN4U/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-34-01+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371523010780720530" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7uABr7ZI/AAAAAAAAGNM/g_pp5XjlN4U/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-34-01+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7tmhETPI/AAAAAAAAGNE/WsevbKV-fvM/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-58-01+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371523003933019378" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7tmhETPI/AAAAAAAAGNE/WsevbKV-fvM/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+10-58-01+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After our lovely lunch, we walked to Central Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7szZG7-I/AAAAAAAAGM8/ilkPSQfG15c/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-06-06+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371522990209429474" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7szZG7-I/AAAAAAAAGM8/ilkPSQfG15c/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-06-06+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo taking out the pebbles in Kate's sandals. What a good auntie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7sfIN3-I/AAAAAAAAGM0/zq-u9R7fzSk/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-11-20+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371522984769871842" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot7sfIN3-I/AAAAAAAAGM0/zq-u9R7fzSk/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-11-20+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9ySkZ2BI/AAAAAAAAGN8/SmpiEAx5Ah0/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-16-20+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371525283500906514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9ySkZ2BI/AAAAAAAAGN8/SmpiEAx5Ah0/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-16-20+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kiki rode in a swing for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9x-lXAzI/AAAAAAAAGN0/KdTntR23rGs/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-18-02+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371525278136206130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9x-lXAzI/AAAAAAAAGN0/KdTntR23rGs/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-18-02+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9xdpjmOI/AAAAAAAAGNs/EFo3MnN57CU/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-20-47+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371525269295438050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9xdpjmOI/AAAAAAAAGNs/EFo3MnN57CU/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-20-47+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate tried out the "big girl" swings with Jina-eemo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9wj1mC0I/AAAAAAAAGNk/Lz__LT_fOi8/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-24-48+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371525253776673602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9wj1mC0I/AAAAAAAAGNk/Lz__LT_fOi8/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-24-48+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Uncle Steve and Appa explained to Kate the origins of the ancient rock formation she was standing on.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9wIkKMgI/AAAAAAAAGNc/FJhbxRFzCEw/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-29-45+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371525246455788034" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sot9wIkKMgI/AAAAAAAAGNc/FJhbxRFzCEw/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-29-45+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
It was hot and humid. We desert folk aren't used to moisture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAhVAtlYI/AAAAAAAAGOk/PsFI3q2MSuQ/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-40-21+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528290633618818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAhVAtlYI/AAAAAAAAGOk/PsFI3q2MSuQ/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-40-21+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate and Appa standing in Belvedere Castle overlooking the algae-filled pond. The location (and intense humidity) reminded me of watching Shakespeare in the Park many moons ago.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAg2jyibI/AAAAAAAAGOc/c4v_wF86L80/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-45-45+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528282459244978" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAg2jyibI/AAAAAAAAGOc/c4v_wF86L80/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-9-2009+11-45-45+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Monday, Chris, Kate, and I saw a bunch of houses in Ridgewood and Glen Rock and liked what we saw overall. Especially the libraries. Kate and I are avid public library-goers and were really pleased to see how well-endowed and beautiful they were. Kate had a great time playing in puppet sections of each library and didn't want to leave. There was even a small section of children's books in Korean at the Ridgewood library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAgRZSpAI/AAAAAAAAGOU/_pzkw-EYrqU/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+8-05-04+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528272483099650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAgRZSpAI/AAAAAAAAGOU/_pzkw-EYrqU/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+8-05-04+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The next day, Kate and I met Jina-eemo and Kiki at the Museum of Natural History while Chris went to The New Yorker for the weekly cartoon submission meeting and apres-submission lunch with his fellow cartoonists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAf-K3mmI/AAAAAAAAGOM/zb4ezFRSAJQ/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+11-19-06+AM-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528267322333794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAf-K3mmI/AAAAAAAAGOM/zb4ezFRSAJQ/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+11-19-06+AM-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The first thing Kate wanted to see was the giant whale. There it is, lurking in the dark behind us.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAfdz17KI/AAAAAAAAGOE/tB4s298Umlc/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-50-14+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528258635820194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouAfdz17KI/AAAAAAAAGOE/tB4s298Umlc/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-50-14+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate loved the "Early Peoples" exhibits the best. Especially the Korean one. Maybe she'll be an anthropologist one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEqtjG0zI/AAAAAAAAGPM/9VgqUOoSBR4/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-50-42+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532849885664050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEqtjG0zI/AAAAAAAAGPM/9VgqUOoSBR4/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-50-42+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, while at home, Kate and I sat and sewed a sock puppet side-by-side. Kate said, "I'm like the Korean lady in the museum, and you're like the man!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpxhrZaI/AAAAAAAAGPE/Ob5upgTMqd0/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-29-49+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532833773544866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpxhrZaI/AAAAAAAAGPE/Ob5upgTMqd0/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-29-49+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
A giant prehistoric tortoise. "Taxi's cousin!"

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpiikFaI/AAAAAAAAGO8/cKMdY8azJBQ/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-32-33+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532829750728098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpiikFaI/AAAAAAAAGO8/cKMdY8azJBQ/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-32-33+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate liked this prehistoric guy.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpLTaxcI/AAAAAAAAGO0/_XWOE29bh4c/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-48-58+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532823513187778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEpLTaxcI/AAAAAAAAGO0/_XWOE29bh4c/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+10-48-58+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEonyXu2I/AAAAAAAAGOs/hcTJtomzy6I/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+11-18-12+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371532813979335522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouEonyXu2I/AAAAAAAAGOs/hcTJtomzy6I/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+11-18-12+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hours of walking around and fighting the huge crowds of tourists and summer camp groups, we needed a food break or two. Kiki and Kate amused each other during a cookie break. I love the way Kiki is smiling at Kate in this photo. Kate was able to make Kiki smile all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLNzyYzhI/AAAAAAAAGPs/womk6jloS68/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-10-2009+1-03-06+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371540049925557778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLNzyYzhI/AAAAAAAAGPs/womk6jloS68/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-10-2009+1-03-06+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We also took advantage of the pool at Halmoni and Halabugi's which overlooked the NY skyline. After swimming, Appa and Kate walked to the edge of the Hudson River.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLNflBoTI/AAAAAAAAGPk/trFm--H37yg/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-58-32+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371540044500803890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLNflBoTI/AAAAAAAAGPk/trFm--H37yg/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-11-2009+12-58-32+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Halmoni teaching Kate how to play Korean jacks with the colorful stones she got at the Museum gift shop.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLM52LU7I/AAAAAAAAGPc/nUGhYCMPI6I/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-12-2009+3-27-48+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371540034372195250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLM52LU7I/AAAAAAAAGPc/nUGhYCMPI6I/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-12-2009+3-27-48+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate and Mom giving Halabugi a foot massage while watching one of the many movies that computer-savvy Halmoni downloaded for Kate. Halabugi was surprised by how strong Kate's little hands were. I think the loving gesture from Kate was the highlight of his month.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLMT-cmEI/AAAAAAAAGPU/jhqcFscDgT4/s1600-h/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-12-2009+4-18-45+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371540024206334018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SouLMT-cmEI/AAAAAAAAGPU/jhqcFscDgT4/s320/Visit+to+NY+%26+NJ+8-12-2009+4-18-45+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate was sad to say goodbye to Halmoni and Halabugi and all the delicious Korean food, but invited them to visit her and her new baby sister, "Lily," in October. Yes, Lily is the name Kate has firmly decided on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next stop -- the Jersey Shore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-7946813881002163290?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7946813881002163290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7946813881002163290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7946813881002163290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7946813881002163290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-nj-nyc-home-sweet-home.html' title='Visit to NJ &amp; NYC -- Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SoXYiHKXMHI/AAAAAAAAGKs/3YfJXWGHO8Q/s72-c/DSC_3499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-2627808205981803818</id><published>2009-08-20T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:11:08.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob's Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/So27XbRNuHI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/W3HsWny6QhE/s1600-h/Kate+and+Mom+at+Bobs+Big+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/So27XbRNuHI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/W3HsWny6QhE/s320/Kate+and+Mom+at+Bobs+Big+Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Remember this chain of restaurants? It reminds me of the road trips my parents and brother would take across the country when we were young. This one is in Burbank, and since Chris and Kate had never been, we dropped in for lunch the other day.

The food wasn't nearly as interesting as the clientele -- the unglamorous, un-Hollywood, non-poseur blue-collar and office-worker types you rarely see in Los Angeles.  We could've been anywhere in the U.S. But I guess that's the allure of Bob's Big Boy. That, and the big statue outside.

Not sure whose belly is bigger -- Bob's or mine.
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-2627808205981803818?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2627808205981803818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=2627808205981803818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2627808205981803818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2627808205981803818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/bobs-big-boy.html' title='Bob&apos;s Big Boy'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/So27XbRNuHI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/W3HsWny6QhE/s72-c/Kate+and+Mom+at+Bobs+Big+Boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-2220094082018822981</id><published>2009-08-04T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:40:43.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Appa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SnkBRaRASnI/AAAAAAAAGIY/IkMjDLxJ2Fs/s1600-h/DSC_3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SnkBRaRASnI/AAAAAAAAGIY/IkMjDLxJ2Fs/s320/DSC_3459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Today Kate and I celebrated the birthday of our beloved Appa and husband, Christopher. Kate was SO EXCITED about the idea of birthday cupcakes, that she screamed when it was finally time to sing "Happy Birthday." "APPA! IT'S TIME FOR CUPCAKES!!!!!!!"

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Chris and Kate, four birthdays ago.

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There was an after-dinner hula performance to commemorate the occasion.

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The "tushy-swishing" part of the hula.

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Happy Birthday, Christopher. Thank you for making this world a better place, and for enriching our lives every single day with your beauty. We love you. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-2220094082018822981?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2220094082018822981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=2220094082018822981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2220094082018822981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2220094082018822981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-appa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Appa!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SnkBRaRASnI/AAAAAAAAGIY/IkMjDLxJ2Fs/s72-c/DSC_3459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5226979785044787270</id><published>2009-07-30T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:33:27.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate and Mom Shakin' Their Bacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kate's latest favorite CD is the one Chris made me for my birthday a few years ago -- a compilation of hit songs from 1970. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate's favorite tracks are Joe Cocker's "The Letter," Neil Diamond's "Cracklin' Rosie," Stevie Wonder's "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" (aka "Mama and Appa's wedding song" and "Barack Obama's song"), and of course, The Jackson Five's "A-B-C." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the past couple of weeks, Kate's been playing these tracks all day, every day.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a video of Kate and Mom getting down to The Diamond:
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&lt;p&gt;And one of Kate groovin' to Joe Cocker. With Mom trying to upstage her:
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, Kate's big dream is to sit in as Joe Cocker's keyboardist:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9ijzm45EyA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9ijzm45EyA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate in "disguise":&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dea15b408b01638c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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Last week, Chris and I finally got away for some quality couple time to celebrate seven years of wedded bliss and fourteen years of love and friendship. The first time in 3.5 years! Nana generously offered to watch Kate, take her to summer school, and be her best playmate while we were gone. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A beautiful new resort in Palos Verdes was offering a grand-opening rate, so we jumped at the chance to soak in the stunning views, slumber in 500-count sheets, enjoy free HBO and Showtime, and dip in the heated, salt-water swimming pools.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Smugn6u2VZI/AAAAAAAAGGg/ossGf3WjB-w/s1600-h/DSC_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Smugn6u2VZI/AAAAAAAAGGg/ossGf3WjB-w/s320/DSC_3373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our room with a view.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmugoFATIaI/AAAAAAAAGGo/W4zRcEEAT1g/s1600-h/DSC_3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmugoFATIaI/AAAAAAAAGGo/W4zRcEEAT1g/s320/DSC_3376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate's handsome Appa. &lt;/div&gt;
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The resort even had a private hiking trails overlooking the ocean and a sandy cove with cabanas.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0f4TUNKfI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/82AOQXqzLWQ/s1600-h/DSC_3388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362977783386286578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0f4TUNKfI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/82AOQXqzLWQ/s320/DSC_3388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris looking for a cool rock to give Kate.&lt;/div&gt;
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A few minutes away was a "tree chapel" that Frank Lloyd Wright's son designed in 1951. A lovely example of organic architecture where the trees are the form, and the space within is sacred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A brick path was commemorated with the names of couples who had gotten married at the chapel. Chris and I loved that Mr. Hockberger found the perfect mate in a woman named Pickles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0mgs5_zcI/AAAAAAAAGHo/4Igh3QvU-0U/s1600-h/DSC_3445-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362985074520214978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0mgs5_zcI/AAAAAAAAGHo/4Igh3QvU-0U/s320/DSC_3445-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0mgPSWgFI/AAAAAAAAGHg/ex8B-ayxtpU/s1600-h/DSC_3431-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362985066569302098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0mgPSWgFI/AAAAAAAAGHg/ex8B-ayxtpU/s320/DSC_3431-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relaxed and rejuvenated, we returned home to Kate and Nana, who had a great time having tea parties, baking clay, swimming, riding the carousel, and dancing.  Hopefully, we won't wait another 3.5 years to do it again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0oVwBAFPI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/-7dHgLodZ2U/s1600-h/DSC_3430-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362987085399594226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sm0oVwBAFPI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/-7dHgLodZ2U/s320/DSC_3430-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-1224414263781982650?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1224414263781982650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1224414263781982650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1224414263781982650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1224414263781982650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-7th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 7th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmugnvPmOYI/AAAAAAAAGGY/L91ITcrPzJQ/s72-c/DSC_3433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4699727226003853344</id><published>2009-07-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:37:57.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirteen More Weeks to Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmfA-gWmC7I/AAAAAAAAGF4/apbU-SM8VII/s1600-h/Baby+Weyant+3.0+at+27+weeks+7-19-2009+1-01-46+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmfA-gWmC7I/AAAAAAAAGF4/apbU-SM8VII/s320/Baby+Weyant+3.0+at+27+weeks+7-19-2009+1-01-46+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
It's been 5 weeks since my last belly update, and it's definitely ballooned, as have my feet. Kate has been busy preparing for her baby sister ("Lily" -- new name she's decided on) by taking care of her doll, Jin-Ah, and bringing her everywhere.

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Kate Unni. Cutie pie.

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"There's a baby in there!"

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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Kang-Weyant 3.0 has been kicking up a storm and even hiccuping.  Unfortunately, she's usually awake at midnight, rockin' and rollin', just like her big sister.  Which means Chris and I will probably be awake at midnight post-October.  Oy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-4699727226003853344?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4699727226003853344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4699727226003853344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4699727226003853344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4699727226003853344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/27-weeks.html' title='Thirteen More Weeks to Go...'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmfA-gWmC7I/AAAAAAAAGF4/apbU-SM8VII/s72-c/Baby+Weyant+3.0+at+27+weeks+7-19-2009+1-01-46+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7064950344938459495</id><published>2009-07-17T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:23:36.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate, the Mermaid!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday during her penultimate swim lesson, Kate &lt;em&gt;actually swam&lt;/em&gt;! I was so proud and thrilled, I nearly cried. Kate, Appa, and I celebrated with a 3-scoop ice cream sundae at Fosselman's. "It's Friday, but we're eating a &lt;em&gt;sundae&lt;/em&gt;, Momma!"


Here's a video of Kate re-enacting it this afternoon:
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&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Her teacher taught her to try to come up for air and say, "peekaboo," mid-swim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The more Kate swam, the more confident she became. This is Kate pretending to swim "all the way to Pop-Pop's house" in New Jersey:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4768be0801655436" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;And finally, a video of Kate swimming towards Appa while he watched underwater.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I eventually put the camera down and watched Kate underwater myself. It was wonderful seeing Kate gliding towards me and grinning, just like the baby on the Nirvana album cover.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmKwAeaf31I/AAAAAAAAGDA/mV7Cjf0jLko/s1600-h/Kate+swims+for+the+first+time!+7-17-2009+3-21-10+PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360040028735004498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmKwAeaf31I/AAAAAAAAGDA/mV7Cjf0jLko/s320/Kate+swims+for+the+first+time!+7-17-2009+3-21-10+PM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hooray for me!" Over the past two weeks, Kate was nervous about the swim lessons and didn't want to go, but she never quit. Hooray for Kate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-7064950344938459495?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4768be0801655436&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aafa1a5c118d6a5f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e80999f707aadfce&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fce247c2891e1076&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7064950344938459495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7064950344938459495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7064950344938459495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7064950344938459495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/kate-mermaid_17.html' title='Kate, the Mermaid!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmKwAeaf31I/AAAAAAAAGDA/mV7Cjf0jLko/s72-c/Kate+swims+for+the+first+time!+7-17-2009+3-21-10+PM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-9176751069997028956</id><published>2009-07-13T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:33:46.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malibu Katie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmLAcukE8oI/AAAAAAAAGFw/SXTJ7Ff8Bg4/s1600-h/IMG_3190-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360058106292531842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmLAcukE8oI/AAAAAAAAGFw/SXTJ7Ff8Bg4/s320/IMG_3190-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, we went to visit our dear friends, Elias and Gail, at their fabulous house in Malibu for lunch and a little beach time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elias was a writer on "M*A*S*H," "Frasier," "Mary Tyler Moore" and countless other shows and has the battle scars to prove it. I was lucky to have him as my TV writing professor during my last semester. He, Gail, Chris, and I instantly hit it off, and have been friends ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK83_VDxPI/AAAAAAAAGFA/vSIn55EqDqI/s1600-h/DSC_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360054176602899698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK83_VDxPI/AAAAAAAAGFA/vSIn55EqDqI/s320/DSC_3221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ9lB7UFI/AAAAAAAAGCg/lq_-u1mTUjg/s1600-h/DSC_3222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ9lB7UFI/AAAAAAAAGCg/lq_-u1mTUjg/s320/DSC_3222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ-B5BToI/AAAAAAAAGCo/Ytt2deY-cek/s1600-h/DSC_3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ-B5BToI/AAAAAAAAGCo/Ytt2deY-cek/s320/DSC_3218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate really liked practicing her ballet moves on their giant deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK98f7MPqI/AAAAAAAAGFI/tf_23P8kyqU/s1600-h/DSC_3224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360055353583877794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK98f7MPqI/AAAAAAAAGFI/tf_23P8kyqU/s320/DSC_3224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, Elias drove us down to Westward Beach, giving us a tour of his street (aka "celebrity drive") on the way down. We passed by the houses of Martin Sheen, Charlie Sheen, Howie Mandel, and Bob Dylan. We even saw the infamous porta-potty on Dylan's front lawn. The neighbors across the way had placed several huge fans on their deck to blow the stink out to sea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ9ZRd_7I/AAAAAAAAGCY/E5atVo64aeM/s1600-h/DSC_3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlwZ9ZRd_7I/AAAAAAAAGCY/E5atVo64aeM/s320/DSC_3251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1FkWLHYI/AAAAAAAAGDo/G05dZ2f1tTI/s1600-h/DSC_3262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360045613784964482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1FkWLHYI/AAAAAAAAGDo/G05dZ2f1tTI/s320/DSC_3262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_j3bgbI/AAAAAAAAGFg/nKkt-A_q4bI/s1600-h/DSC_3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360056505693077938" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_j3bgbI/AAAAAAAAGFg/nKkt-A_q4bI/s320/DSC_3316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Westward Beach is where the final scene of "Planet of the Apes" was filmed in which Charlton Heston sees the head of the Statue of Liberty in the water. "You Maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see the famous bluff behind Chris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_AycTOI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/OxVtOxhnZUc/s1600-h/DSC_3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1FXlN8fI/AAAAAAAAGDg/UYnev5N7KoQ/s1600-h/DSC_3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360045610358403570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1FXlN8fI/AAAAAAAAGDg/UYnev5N7KoQ/s320/DSC_3267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Watching the surfers go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1E0e6kfI/AAAAAAAAGDY/_lqj7YKpEm0/s1600-h/DSC_3298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360045600936727026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1E0e6kfI/AAAAAAAAGDY/_lqj7YKpEm0/s320/DSC_3298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1EvLzxjI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/i2dGLbwblb0/s1600-h/DSC_3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360045599514412594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1EvLzxjI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/i2dGLbwblb0/s320/DSC_3272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The tide was too strong for swimming, so Kate splashed around and dunked her feet (fun), and occasionally got sucked into the ocean (not fun).

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1ES5yS5I/AAAAAAAAGDI/wC4w0Ac9lL4/s1600-h/DSC_3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360045591922625426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK1ES5yS5I/AAAAAAAAGDI/wC4w0Ac9lL4/s320/DSC_3284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28oPqttI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/uMtEVrK3BCU/s1600-h/DSC_3276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047659235849938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28oPqttI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/uMtEVrK3BCU/s320/DSC_3276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28SgcajI/AAAAAAAAGEI/zFzrZ6z6wOA/s1600-h/DSC_3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047653400635954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28SgcajI/AAAAAAAAGEI/zFzrZ6z6wOA/s320/DSC_3311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_fekm2I/AAAAAAAAGFY/DosIHAyVE2M/s1600-h/DSC_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360056504515074914" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_fekm2I/AAAAAAAAGFY/DosIHAyVE2M/s320/DSC_3241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28MSYM_I/AAAAAAAAGEA/5qW5gMPdLTY/s1600-h/DSC_3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047651731026930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK28MSYM_I/AAAAAAAAGEA/5qW5gMPdLTY/s320/DSC_3318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This was Kate's "seaweed garden."

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK2764T9rI/AAAAAAAAGD4/LmlfwgjABoc/s1600-h/DSC_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047647058294450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK2764T9rI/AAAAAAAAGD4/LmlfwgjABoc/s320/DSC_3319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The lifeguards don't really look like Pamela Anderson or David Hasselhoff.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK27vqdB8I/AAAAAAAAGDw/8nRdenRgxb4/s1600-h/DSC_3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047644047378370" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK27vqdB8I/AAAAAAAAGDw/8nRdenRgxb4/s320/DSC_3293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5IX9_fwI/AAAAAAAAGE4/ELWW1XQ-JkE/s1600-h/DSC_3294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360050060048432898" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5IX9_fwI/AAAAAAAAGE4/ELWW1XQ-JkE/s320/DSC_3294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The waves were big.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5IHfjxlI/AAAAAAAAGEw/8Klw0iNqL3c/s1600-h/DSC_3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360050055625819730" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5IHfjxlI/AAAAAAAAGEw/8Klw0iNqL3c/s320/DSC_3327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The longer we were there, the more Kate started to look like "Gidget."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5H4RK0ZI/AAAAAAAAGEo/9PSqaJGrhrk/s1600-h/DSC_3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360050051538932114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5H4RK0ZI/AAAAAAAAGEo/9PSqaJGrhrk/s320/DSC_3328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_AycTOI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/OxVtOxhnZUc/s1600-h/DSC_3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360056496276917474" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK-_AycTOI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/OxVtOxhnZUc/s320/DSC_3308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5Hip67hI/AAAAAAAAGEg/3sS5R76udFw/s1600-h/DSC_3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360050045737168402" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5Hip67hI/AAAAAAAAGEg/3sS5R76udFw/s320/DSC_3329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Oof. Belly full o' baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5HdDYDWI/AAAAAAAAGEY/y2v-lPtLt0o/s1600-h/DSC_3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360050044233321826" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmK5HdDYDWI/AAAAAAAAGEY/y2v-lPtLt0o/s320/DSC_3332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmLAcgRvjHI/AAAAAAAAGFo/DHrTy6uzw1s/s1600-h/IMG_3188-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360058102457535602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmLAcgRvjHI/AAAAAAAAGFo/DHrTy6uzw1s/s320/IMG_3188-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elias is running for WGA President against the mighty John Wells (creator of "ER") in September, and I hope for the writers' sake, Elias wins. He has always been a writer, first and foremost, and played an integral role in getting us a fair contract from those greedy producers last year.   Go Elias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-9176751069997028956?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9176751069997028956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=9176751069997028956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/9176751069997028956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/9176751069997028956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/malibu-katie.html' title='Malibu Katie'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SmLAcukE8oI/AAAAAAAAGFw/SXTJ7Ff8Bg4/s72-c/IMG_3190-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4973526521153818553</id><published>2009-07-08T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:34:55.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, USA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX1vR83pI/AAAAAAAAF-I/ESpc3AV2ufQ/s1600-h/DSC_2955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX1vR83pI/AAAAAAAAF-I/ESpc3AV2ufQ/s320/DSC_2955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
To celebrate the 4th, the Kang-Weyants went to the parade in Sierra Madre.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX2LoajdI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/_XnG10mVAuQ/s1600-h/DSC_2966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX2LoajdI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/_XnG10mVAuQ/s320/DSC_2966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX2nQ-n4I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/JteU1So4oFw/s1600-h/DSC_2986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX2nQ-n4I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/JteU1So4oFw/s320/DSC_2986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate loved the free flags they handed out. She liked the free candy even more. Nothing like celebrating the 4th with your first box of Nerds.

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX3Fy8ycI/AAAAAAAAF-g/iAs_q3EjF2s/s1600-h/DSC_2989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX3Fy8ycI/AAAAAAAAF-g/iAs_q3EjF2s/s320/DSC_2989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Mom-Kate totem pole.


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleeqEQZ4bI/AAAAAAAAF_I/ehKIoJjB2Xo/s1600-h/DSC_2996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924727314735538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleeqEQZ4bI/AAAAAAAAF_I/ehKIoJjB2Xo/s320/DSC_2996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate thought the fire engines were too loud.


&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleepbJGP4I/AAAAAAAAF_A/v_PyEyLs2K0/s1600-h/DSC_3004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924716278235010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleepbJGP4I/AAAAAAAAF_A/v_PyEyLs2K0/s320/DSC_3004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sleeoyu2qPI/AAAAAAAAF-4/8B8Yy6CDziw/s1600-h/DSC_3012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924705430743282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sleeoyu2qPI/AAAAAAAAF-4/8B8Yy6CDziw/s320/DSC_3012-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Why do they have to keep honking their horns, Momma?" Good question.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleeoY8bDkI/AAAAAAAAF-w/OTY2WgWK99Y/s1600-h/DSC_3017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924698508332610" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleeoY8bDkI/AAAAAAAAF-w/OTY2WgWK99Y/s320/DSC_3017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After a healthy lunch of hot dogs, popcorn, and pizza, Kate wanted to revisit the park she frequented as a toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleemfWmnpI/AAAAAAAAF-o/bx9b5hKT8dk/s1600-h/DSC_3024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924665869016722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleemfWmnpI/AAAAAAAAF-o/bx9b5hKT8dk/s320/DSC_3024-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefwAdmCLI/AAAAAAAAF_w/JifVNaRInWw/s1600-h/DSC_3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356925928887158962" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefwAdmCLI/AAAAAAAAF_w/JifVNaRInWw/s320/DSC_3025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Later on, Lucy and her Moms came over for a BBQ and fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefvpCEGhI/AAAAAAAAF_o/lyY7jQJKfkU/s1600-h/DSC_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356925922597673490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefvpCEGhI/AAAAAAAAF_o/lyY7jQJKfkU/s320/DSC_3027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The artist-in-residence painted the girls' faces.



&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefvRg3ccI/AAAAAAAAF_g/rBmD_SpTlhA/s1600-h/DSC_3028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356925916284416450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlefvRg3ccI/AAAAAAAAF_g/rBmD_SpTlhA/s320/DSC_3028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Take a picture of me, Kate's Mom!"

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slefu4Vs_TI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/R-qg-JH7_nQ/s1600-h/DSC_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356925909526707506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slefu4Vs_TI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/R-qg-JH7_nQ/s320/DSC_3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Lucy was a cat with patriotic whiskers -- "Don't paint in my nostrils, Chris!" And Kate got a couple of red cherries on her cheek.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleftXzi_iI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/pnFInhT3zEw/s1600-h/DSC_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356925883613642274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SleftXzi_iI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/pnFInhT3zEw/s320/DSC_3039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Hilary made her annual flag cake. Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehpcT-hUI/AAAAAAAAGAY/E4o9S15gweE/s1600-h/DSC_3044-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356928015127184706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehpcT-hUI/AAAAAAAAGAY/E4o9S15gweE/s320/DSC_3044-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;After dinner we headed to a small bridge in Pasadena so we could watch the Rose Bowl fireworks for free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Chris set up the camera on the tripod in the middle of the street to take this shot. Just as the shutter was about to click, Kate shouted, "Appa! There's a car coming!" Chris saved the camera from being killed.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sleho3zzHYI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/xRrF4vNSbco/s1600-h/DSC_3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356928005328543106" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sleho3zzHYI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/xRrF4vNSbco/s320/DSC_3055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Waiting for the fireworks show to begin.



&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehokvwdTI/AAAAAAAAGAI/pdGonNTugFY/s1600-h/DSC_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356928000211318066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehokvwdTI/AAAAAAAAGAI/pdGonNTugFY/s320/DSC_3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Kate and Lucy dancing with their glow stick bracelets on.



&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehoPWvpaI/AAAAAAAAGAA/BkGwQQ7kyVQ/s1600-h/DSC_3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356927994469262754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlehoPWvpaI/AAAAAAAAGAA/BkGwQQ7kyVQ/s320/DSC_3070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slehnh8qtZI/AAAAAAAAF_4/FTN8mlQ731o/s1600-h/DSC_3088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356927982280291730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slehnh8qtZI/AAAAAAAAF_4/FTN8mlQ731o/s320/DSC_3088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Chris took a lot of lovely shots of the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej-hpnSgI/AAAAAAAAGA4/Dq5feBCKzhA/s1600-h/DSC_3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356930576360622594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej-hpnSgI/AAAAAAAAGA4/Dq5feBCKzhA/s320/DSC_3106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej-EDistI/AAAAAAAAGAw/iUOsZxx41hU/s1600-h/DSC_3115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356930568416309970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej-EDistI/AAAAAAAAGAw/iUOsZxx41hU/s320/DSC_3115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej9qCVgzI/AAAAAAAAGAo/sLmfPGoauuk/s1600-h/DSC_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356930561431929650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej9qCVgzI/AAAAAAAAGAo/sLmfPGoauuk/s320/DSC_3116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej9NTaN8I/AAAAAAAAGAg/o33PfAm_zf0/s1600-h/DSC_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356930553718912962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Slej9NTaN8I/AAAAAAAAGAg/o33PfAm_zf0/s320/DSC_3123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Hmm... how an egg is fertilized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerH_GUV-I/AAAAAAAAGBo/govRDlRHl3U/s1600-h/DSC_3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356938435465861090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerH_GUV-I/AAAAAAAAGBo/govRDlRHl3U/s320/DSC_3150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Everyone loved the smiley face fireworks.

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerHVD6l5I/AAAAAAAAGBg/bEyjywAbO1k/s1600-h/DSC_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356938424181495698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerHVD6l5I/AAAAAAAAGBg/bEyjywAbO1k/s320/DSC_3155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerG__IhJI/AAAAAAAAGBY/ngv-utEtVdE/s1600-h/DSC_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356938418524292242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerG__IhJI/AAAAAAAAGBY/ngv-utEtVdE/s320/DSC_3183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerGooIkFI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/swB5N06s7lY/s1600-h/DSC_3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356938412253810770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerGooIkFI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/swB5N06s7lY/s320/DSC_3193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerGDaLL9I/AAAAAAAAGBI/7glLhDGitbQ/s1600-h/DSC_3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356938402263150546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlerGDaLL9I/AAAAAAAAGBI/7glLhDGitbQ/s320/DSC_3215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got home very late, waaaay past Kate's bedtime, as you can see from her sleepy eyes. It was a lovely 4th of July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-4973526521153818553?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4973526521153818553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4973526521153818553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4973526521153818553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4973526521153818553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-usa.html' title='Happy Birthday, USA!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlTX1vR83pI/AAAAAAAAF-I/ESpc3AV2ufQ/s72-c/DSC_2955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-8420359898487658250</id><published>2009-07-08T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:29:02.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzMZ8SxlI/AAAAAAAAF6g/Z96vgr2y9oQ/s1600-h/DSC_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539932600518226" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzMZ8SxlI/AAAAAAAAF6g/Z96vgr2y9oQ/s320/DSC_3307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Father's Day weekend we drove up to a farm so Kate could see that fruits and vegetables actually come from the soil and not from Trader Joe's.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj8F8n0WejI/AAAAAAAAFvg/Dd_TFmKeytE/s1600-h/DSC_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj8F8n0WejI/AAAAAAAAFvg/Dd_TFmKeytE/s320/DSC_3325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Farmer Kate walked to the other end of the field to examine the other crops.

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Kate and Mom picking out a head of butter lettuce while doing a kimchi-squat.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzLM74NJI/AAAAAAAAF6I/QCKCPfmUXGY/s1600-h/DSC_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539911929246866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzLM74NJI/AAAAAAAAF6I/QCKCPfmUXGY/s320/DSC_3319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Sang-chu, &lt;/em&gt;also known as red-leaf lettuce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzK038W7I/AAAAAAAAF6A/48oUqH6DBN8/s1600-h/DSC_3323-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539905470290866" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzK038W7I/AAAAAAAAF6A/48oUqH6DBN8/s320/DSC_3323-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Appa presented Kate with a very large bouquet of lettuce.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0xeNq_NI/AAAAAAAAF7I/psQNLIDY1zQ/s1600-h/DSC_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355541668913937618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0xeNq_NI/AAAAAAAAF7I/psQNLIDY1zQ/s320/DSC_3335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Though it was a blazing 90 degrees, Kate still found the energy to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0xPYaNeI/AAAAAAAAF7A/--I_BWDOcx0/s1600-h/DSC_3341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355541664932443618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0xPYaNeI/AAAAAAAAF7A/--I_BWDOcx0/s320/DSC_3341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0wpvI_2I/AAAAAAAAF64/DGOqd4e5RHE/s1600-h/DSC_3343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355541654827237218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0wpvI_2I/AAAAAAAAF64/DGOqd4e5RHE/s320/DSC_3343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
"Those are funny cucumbers, Momma."

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Zucchini.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0wBNcYUI/AAAAAAAAF6o/M_7bXUxvFNE/s1600-h/DSC_3349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355541643948482882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK0wBNcYUI/AAAAAAAAF6o/M_7bXUxvFNE/s320/DSC_3349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Peach trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2PEN7IxI/AAAAAAAAF7w/mal_spx7UiI/s1600-h/DSC_3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355543276843377426" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2PEN7IxI/AAAAAAAAF7w/mal_spx7UiI/s320/DSC_3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The heat finally got to her, and it was time to hitch a ride in the wagon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2O6j5AwI/AAAAAAAAF7o/XKE5iIdxNns/s1600-h/DSC_3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355543274251158274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2O6j5AwI/AAAAAAAAF7o/XKE5iIdxNns/s320/DSC_3362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Strawberry fields forever.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2OtU0o1I/AAAAAAAAF7g/5rgR4K02IpE/s1600-h/DSC_3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355543270698296146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2OtU0o1I/AAAAAAAAF7g/5rgR4K02IpE/s320/DSC_3367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK72RWE1pI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/nsgQZXFSE4A/s1600-h/DSC_3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355549447940265618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK72RWE1pI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/nsgQZXFSE4A/s320/DSC_3368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2N4nqZ8I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/OZokv1SqIIc/s1600-h/DSC_3357-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355543256550238146" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK2N4nqZ8I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/OZokv1SqIIc/s320/DSC_3357-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We picked a huge amount and ate even more. They were the sweetest strawberries I'd ever had.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK34IcbxAI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/3sXSo2KyFC0/s1600-h/DSC_3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355545081864242178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK34IcbxAI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/3sXSo2KyFC0/s320/DSC_3356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK33_73tUI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/hNTp7q00HvI/s1600-h/DSC_3383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355545079580177730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK33_73tUI/AAAAAAAAF8Q/hNTp7q00HvI/s320/DSC_3383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Posing with our left-over strawberry stubs. It was hot-hot-hot out there.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK33aYlpGI/AAAAAAAAF8I/iCy4gQ5FEks/s1600-h/DSC_3384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355545069500081250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK33aYlpGI/AAAAAAAAF8I/iCy4gQ5FEks/s320/DSC_3384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK32pESksI/AAAAAAAAF74/cyjyoaJZ1-4/s1600-h/DSC_3389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355545056261608130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK32pESksI/AAAAAAAAF74/cyjyoaJZ1-4/s320/DSC_3389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meanwhile, the farm animals were having a meeting.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK7VK8SVWI/AAAAAAAAF9I/5e0N3UQnj90/s1600-h/DSC_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355548879285802338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK7VK8SVWI/AAAAAAAAF9I/5e0N3UQnj90/s320/DSC_3391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bull.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9kFraOxI/AAAAAAAAF94/M3A9lJyS1zU/s1600-h/DSC_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551334594132754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9kFraOxI/AAAAAAAAF94/M3A9lJyS1zU/s320/DSC_3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9j3QqviI/AAAAAAAAF9w/tTG_AaG_rbg/s1600-h/DSC_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551330723872290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9j3QqviI/AAAAAAAAF9w/tTG_AaG_rbg/s320/DSC_3408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After picking some spinach, parsley, lettuce, carrots, and strawberries, Kate ran around the play area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK6BkPygNI/AAAAAAAAF9A/mluTPaVqzbA/s1600-h/DSC_3301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355547442969477330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK6BkPygNI/AAAAAAAAF9A/mluTPaVqzbA/s320/DSC_3301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was all smiles until she tripped and whacked her chin on the train. Hunger + dehydration + physical pain = meltdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Not surprisingly, Kate didn't like me taking a picture of her here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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Hugs from Momma under the cool shade of a jacaranda, Kate's birthday tree, made everything better. Water and snacks helped, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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And a hair-stroking never hurt either.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK5_zTNXPI/AAAAAAAAF8g/WtbVH3UTfH8/s1600-h/DSC_3414-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355547412650614002" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK5_zTNXPI/AAAAAAAAF8g/WtbVH3UTfH8/s320/DSC_3414-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blood-sugar up, temperature down. All smiles again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9jb46zII/AAAAAAAAF9o/2sZwZ3cOlQM/s1600-h/DSC_3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551323376503938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9jb46zII/AAAAAAAAF9o/2sZwZ3cOlQM/s320/DSC_3418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9jJhfl7I/AAAAAAAAF9g/PBxtiBeZT2M/s1600-h/DSC_3428-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551318446413746" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9jJhfl7I/AAAAAAAAF9g/PBxtiBeZT2M/s320/DSC_3428-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
After refueling, we picked a big bushel of delicious blackberries. Kate's eagle eyes and short stature made her adept at spotting the ripe ones at the bottom of the vines.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9isQXhmI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/qvhY96cOBiA/s1600-h/DSC_3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355551310589953634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK9isQXhmI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/qvhY96cOBiA/s320/DSC_3437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK-79bHcGI/AAAAAAAAF-A/Z9Geq28EEts/s1600-h/DSC_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355552844206796898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlK-79bHcGI/AAAAAAAAF-A/Z9Geq28EEts/s320/DSC_3434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We packed up our fruits and vegetables, and Kate drove us home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-8420359898487658250?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8420359898487658250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8420359898487658250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8420359898487658250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8420359898487658250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/farmer-kate.html' title='Farmer Kate'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SlKzMZ8SxlI/AAAAAAAAF6g/Z96vgr2y9oQ/s72-c/DSC_3307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-4508956745955801279</id><published>2009-06-30T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:25:18.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Kang Weyant in Utero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpbGe-0pWI/AAAAAAAAFzY/Ds6Qlhbsxt4/s1600-h/Baby-6+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpbGe-0pWI/AAAAAAAAFzY/Ds6Qlhbsxt4/s320/Baby-6+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
In the beginning...


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A 3-D ultrasound picture at 11 weeks. When Kate was in my belly, we didn't have this technology available to us. My OB said, "she looks like you, Mom!"

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The perinatologist asked us who we thought she looked like here. "Um...a puppy?"

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We brought Kate with us to our 24-week scan last friday, thinking she'd really enjoy seeing her new Baby Sister. Boy, were we wrong.


Kate was freaked out by the doctor squeezing jelly on my belly and pushing "the speaker phone" all over it. "I thought he was hurting you," she told me later. She cowered in her chair, refusing to look up until Chris whipped out a jolly rancher. "It tastes like blueberries!"


I'm sure Kate also didn't appreciate the fuss and attention we were giving to the baby on the monitor. She sat on the examining table beside me to make sure I was all right, but refused to face the monitor. She choose to distract her Appa from watching instead, making him miss the entire exam. Luckily, we got a DVD of it so I could show Chris that night.

&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skp5ibJl8DI/AAAAAAAAF0o/2bLjR1eAOgU/s1600-h/Baby-24+weeks+4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353224739393761330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skp5ibJl8DI/AAAAAAAAF0o/2bLjR1eAOgU/s320/Baby-24+weeks+4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Her right hand has all five fingers and she has no cleft palate, according to the doctor. Apparently, she looks a little like E.T. here because computer artifacts distort the image... or maybe the doctor was just trying to be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skp5cofbK0I/AAAAAAAAF0g/T90xNwRVpQ4/s1600-h/Baby-24+weeks+3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353224639895776066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skp5cofbK0I/AAAAAAAAF0g/T90xNwRVpQ4/s320/Baby-24+weeks+3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;The blob on the left is the umbilical cord bunched up next to her face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;After this photo was taken, we saw her waving her hands around and trying to get her fingers into her mouth to suck. Just like Kate!&lt;span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;According to the doctor, the baby is right on track. Her organs, spine, bones, etc. all look healthy and normal. Hooray!&lt;span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;A few days after the exam, Kate said, "Momma, Dolly wants the baby in your belly to go away. I'm sorry about that, but that's what she said. She doesn't like it and wants it to go away." Chris and I told her it was normal for her to feel that way, but that she'd one day love having a sister. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Later, Kate said she "talked to Dolly and she feels better now."&lt;span&gt;

 &lt;/span&gt;Kate's been having baby dreams almost every night, some "bad dreams" and some good ones. I'm sure they will continue as we approach October.  I'm hoping the stack of "Big Sister" picture books I got from the library will help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-4508956745955801279?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4508956745955801279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=4508956745955801279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4508956745955801279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/4508956745955801279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-kang-weyant-in-utero.html' title='Baby Kang Weyant in Utero'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpbGe-0pWI/AAAAAAAAFzY/Ds6Qlhbsxt4/s72-c/Baby-6+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-2669748632047773832</id><published>2009-06-28T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:32:30.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkftWEDKJHI/AAAAAAAAFww/QhdCZ0Muhj4/s1600-h/DSC_3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkftWEDKJHI/AAAAAAAAFww/QhdCZ0Muhj4/s320/DSC_3455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Since preschool ended, the Kang Weyants have been spending almost every afternoon cooling off in the pool.

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Kate's wariness of the water has all but dissipated this year, as Chris had wisely anticipated.

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Now all she wants to do is jump off the side of the pool.

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A proud Kate.


&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGTlBXKtI/AAAAAAAAFxo/u89oPIbcwvM/s1600-h/DSC_3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168409252539090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGTlBXKtI/AAAAAAAAFxo/u89oPIbcwvM/s320/DSC_3465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
An even prouder Appa.

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Kate definitely gets her cheeks from the Weyant side.


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGS7wjwmI/AAAAAAAAFxY/bFC_65Ajqyg/s1600-h/DSC_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168398176207458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGS7wjwmI/AAAAAAAAFxY/bFC_65Ajqyg/s320/DSC_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGSkR-FvI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/PmoTiANKYS0/s1600-h/DSC_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168391873894130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpGSkR-FvI/AAAAAAAAFxQ/PmoTiANKYS0/s320/DSC_3477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;"I'm chilly, Momma!"
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHu2bAEGI/AAAAAAAAFyY/DHi-Gg2FX-o/s1600-h/DSC_3483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169977291575394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHu2bAEGI/AAAAAAAAFyY/DHi-Gg2FX-o/s320/DSC_3483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for a relaxing ride on the Appa line.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHuZlTZ9I/AAAAAAAAFyQ/isF5ZsXGDLA/s1600-h/DSC_3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169969550157778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHuZlTZ9I/AAAAAAAAFyQ/isF5ZsXGDLA/s320/DSC_3484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHuLrtKnI/AAAAAAAAFyI/V8haoBxz8Gg/s1600-h/DSC_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169965818915442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHuLrtKnI/AAAAAAAAFyI/V8haoBxz8Gg/s320/DSC_3489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHt2V0NDI/AAAAAAAAFyA/WbjGa_56i5k/s1600-h/DSC_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169960089957426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHt2V0NDI/AAAAAAAAFyA/WbjGa_56i5k/s320/DSC_3495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHtg7HQ-I/AAAAAAAAFx4/FrKo55e1eWE/s1600-h/DSC_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353169954340815842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpHtg7HQ-I/AAAAAAAAFx4/FrKo55e1eWE/s320/DSC_3490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another jump! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_0UvaYI/AAAAAAAAFzA/PldKVVJPQiM/s1600-h/DSC_3492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173567321106818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_0UvaYI/AAAAAAAAFzA/PldKVVJPQiM/s320/DSC_3492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_gH0zgI/AAAAAAAAFy4/5B2s4u517OQ/s1600-h/DSC_3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173561898225154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_gH0zgI/AAAAAAAAFy4/5B2s4u517OQ/s320/DSC_3504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_VMoDkI/AAAAAAAAFyw/YQzKyEtQMeQ/s1600-h/DSC_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173558965571138" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_VMoDkI/AAAAAAAAFyw/YQzKyEtQMeQ/s320/DSC_3509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_PQM2UI/AAAAAAAAFyo/NavdPde3aC4/s1600-h/DSC_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173557369952578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK_PQM2UI/AAAAAAAAFyo/NavdPde3aC4/s320/DSC_3519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK-gOCYsI/AAAAAAAAFyg/wCsCRnuY3vo/s1600-h/DSC_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173544744411842" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpK-gOCYsI/AAAAAAAAFyg/wCsCRnuY3vo/s320/DSC_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apres-swim, Kate put on her crocs herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpOhOEq3JI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/ikWsZ48A0r4/s1600-h/DSC_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353177439703587986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpOhOEq3JI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/ikWsZ48A0r4/s320/DSC_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And was wondering why they felt uncomfortable.&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpOgl94nLI/AAAAAAAAFzI/P4F4Zb17jJk/s1600-h/DSC_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353177428937710770" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkpOgl94nLI/AAAAAAAAFzI/P4F4Zb17jJk/s320/DSC_3533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, Kate went for her 4-year check up. Of course, I promised her there would be "no shots," only for the nurse to come in moments later and administer three gigantic booster shots as well as a finger prick. Poor Kate. Even a lollipop wouldn't calm her down. Luckily, pancakes and an ice cream sundae at a nearby restaurant did.&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;

 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our girl is now a strapping 34 lbs and 38.5 inches tall! A peanut, just like her Mom and Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3992461299557805490-2669748632047773832?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2669748632047773832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=2669748632047773832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2669748632047773832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/2669748632047773832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-days.html' title='Pool Days'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SkftWEDKJHI/AAAAAAAAFww/QhdCZ0Muhj4/s72-c/DSC_3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-9116502692147067497</id><published>2009-06-28T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:20:25.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Painting with Appa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skfq0vrEJhI/AAAAAAAAFwA/BmNcIFHFCAM/s1600-h/DSC_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Skfq0vrEJhI/AAAAAAAAFwA/BmNcIFHFCAM/s320/DSC_3534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
While big-bellied Momma took a desperately-needed nap, Appa and Kate found ways to occupy themselves. Not surprisingly, Chris was a very willing canvas.

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Appa Cat and Daughter Cat.

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Kate felt she also needed flip-flops...and an ankle bracelet...and a band-aid. This image gave me a flash-forward of Kate as a pre-teen spending hours on her toenails.

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Over the past month, we've been slowing collecting baby gear for Kate's sister, making Kate very happy to have new toys to play with. "Before the baby comes, my dollies can use it, right?"
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To show our appreciation to Chris, and the 1,000,001 ways he is the most wonderful father and husband we could ever wish for, Kate and l let him sleep in and served him breakfast in bed.

Kate presented him with coffee, an asparagus frittata with a side of whole-wheat toast and Blue Agave Sweetener and fresh-picked berries from our day at the farm. Small recompense to a man who spent the previous day and night painting the entire kitchen! Yes, that's right, Chris is Super Dad!

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After presenting Dad with a new, non-analog TV for his office (a gift Chris was completely expecting after Kate matter-of-factly told him about it days earlier), and a couple of vintage baseball T-shirts, we did some baby-nesting around the house, and then headed to the pool.

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Kate has matured tremendously over the past year, her wariness of the water having all but disappeared. Huzzah! Hopefully, her swim lessons next month will be just as fun and happy as pool time with Appa.

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"Momma, are you in there?"

&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj8BV7bs5vI/AAAAAAAAFvY/STQ4TS4LyVk/s1600-h/DSC_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349996358582200050" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj8BV7bs5vI/AAAAAAAAFvY/STQ4TS4LyVk/s320/DSC_3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Towards the end of the day, while Kate was dancing and singing, "Domo arigatoo, Mr. Roboto," Chris turned to me and said, "These are the salad days. Let's never forget."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Father's Day to Chris, Halabugi, Pop-Pop, Emil Samcheon, and Uncle Glenn! We love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-8770815587165218946?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8770815587165218946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=8770815587165218946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8770815587165218946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/8770815587165218946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-chris.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day, Chris!'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj7_ikx41lI/AAAAAAAAFu4/QUzMiFunF_E/s72-c/DSC_3448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-6307484160475897975</id><published>2009-06-21T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:04:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prenatal Yoga Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj70pKN2Y7I/AAAAAAAAFuo/U66pkosZyIs/s1600-h/DSC_3282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj70pKN2Y7I/AAAAAAAAFuo/U66pkosZyIs/s320/DSC_3282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
The other day, I told Kate I was going to do some yoga, and she happily joined in.  "These women have babies in their bellies like you, Momma!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj70o4BbeCI/AAAAAAAAFug/IXFWbBdYKrM/s1600-h/DSC_3270.JPG"&gt;

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Kate does a mean downward dog.

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Kate trying to figure out where her hips are, and which way is counter-clockwise.  Fifteen minutes later it was, "Let's do something else now, Momma."  But I'll take what I can get.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-6307484160475897975?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6307484160475897975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=6307484160475897975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6307484160475897975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6307484160475897975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-prenatal-yoga-partner.html' title='My Prenatal Yoga Partner'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Sj70pKN2Y7I/AAAAAAAAFuo/U66pkosZyIs/s72-c/DSC_3282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-6536790746498440641</id><published>2009-06-17T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:32:23.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Weeks and Growing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjmzQUhMkNI/AAAAAAAAFsY/gB-YLYy2DD8/s1600-h/DSC_3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjmzQUhMkNI/AAAAAAAAFsY/gB-YLYy2DD8/s320/DSC_3254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
We've reached the 22-week mark with Kate's Baby Sister, aka, "Rose Luca Gabby Mulan Weyant."

Chris and I have been taking periodic photos to document my ever-expanding belly. This time, Kate proudly did the honors of holding up the sign.

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Me illustrating to Kate how enormous I feel.  

Unfortunately, I'm almost twice the size I was with Kate at 22 weeks. Gulp. They're going to have to lift me out the window in a harness at 40 weeks.

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Kate giving Baby Sister a big zzzrbrrt. "Did she hear that??"   Let the nesting begin!
&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-6536790746498440641?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6536790746498440641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=6536790746498440641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6536790746498440641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/6536790746498440641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/22-weeks-and-growing.html' title='22 Weeks and Growing...'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjmzQUhMkNI/AAAAAAAAFsY/gB-YLYy2DD8/s72-c/DSC_3254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1764061702288868930</id><published>2009-06-09T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:31:38.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Uses of Costco Toilet Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Si8coSHz2oI/AAAAAAAAFrc/afPAuxwMn9w/s1600-h/DSC_3114-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Si8coSHz2oI/AAAAAAAAFrc/afPAuxwMn9w/s320/DSC_3114-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Whenever Chris brings back a year's supply of toilet paper from Costco, he tosses each roll up to Kate at the top of the stairs and she catches it and squirrels them away in all corners of the house for the winter. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;This time, however, their most recent toilet paper routine spiraled into bowling-kickball-dodgeball madness.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnBdpwQD9I/AAAAAAAAFtQ/03NfC0idkzo/s1600-h/DSC_3129-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348518747647774674" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnBdpwQD9I/AAAAAAAAFtQ/03NfC0idkzo/s320/DSC_3129-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCe104DbI/AAAAAAAAFuI/boLcZAm4-cU/s1600-h/DSC_3149-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348519867579895218" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCe104DbI/AAAAAAAAFuI/boLcZAm4-cU/s320/DSC_3149-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCesSlRII/AAAAAAAAFuA/JWvYlVAIxog/s1600-h/DSC_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348519865020138626" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCesSlRII/AAAAAAAAFuA/JWvYlVAIxog/s320/DSC_3156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCeCbPFUI/AAAAAAAAFt4/L_G3VCCUw9Q/s1600-h/DSC_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348519853782144322" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SjnCeCbPFUI/AAAAAAAAFt4/L_G3VCCUw9Q/s320/DSC_3154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I thought this was an appropriate shot to end with.  Yes, this is a &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;classy blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1764061702288868930?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1764061702288868930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1764061702288868930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1764061702288868930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1764061702288868930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/many-uses-of-costco-toilet-paper.html' title='The Many Uses of Costco Toilet Paper'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Si8coSHz2oI/AAAAAAAAFrc/afPAuxwMn9w/s72-c/DSC_3114-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-1292028197322216711</id><published>2009-06-01T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:16:33.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya at the Arboretum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SiSZLeXeRfI/AAAAAAAAFpc/lVBnp8XaLyI/s1600-h/IMG_4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SiSZLeXeRfI/AAAAAAAAFpc/lVBnp8XaLyI/s320/IMG_4195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Our friends, Anna and Maya Proulx met us at the Arboretum last Saturday for a lovely stroll and lunch. Kate was thrilled that her hair was finally long enough for pigtails and couldn't wait to show them off. Anna made her day when she exclaimed, "I love your pigtails, Kate!"

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Maya, almost 2, had a great time exploring the forest and looking at the ponds, flowers and ducks. "It's fun!"

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We're going to miss the Proulxs when they move to Michigan in August!   &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-1292028197322216711?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1292028197322216711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=1292028197322216711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1292028197322216711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/1292028197322216711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/06/maya-at-arboretum.html' title='Maya at the Arboretum'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SiSZLeXeRfI/AAAAAAAAFpc/lVBnp8XaLyI/s72-c/IMG_4195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-5500475080951849785</id><published>2009-05-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:42:19.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sister Names</title><content type='html'>Since she heard the good news about the upcoming arrival of a Baby Sister, Kate has been talking to my belly, singing the "ABC's" and Korean songs, and hugging and kissing it. She's also come up with a few name suggestions for us:

--Gracie
--Shelly
--Mulan

She also said she'd like to rename her beloved Dolly, "Gabby." I'm guessing it's because it's the name of her best school pal's chihuahua.
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&lt;u&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/u&gt;  Kate has suggested another name for her Baby Sister: Luca.

But she still likes "Mulan" the best so far...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-5500475080951849785?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5500475080951849785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=5500475080951849785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5500475080951849785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/5500475080951849785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-sister-names.html' title='Baby Sister Names'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-3079950508357852097</id><published>2009-05-25T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:01:26.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House at A Child's Garden School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Shr8Dqh2MnI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/Sip3Hii_UAY/s1600-h/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-16-2009+9-25-57+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Shr8Dqh2MnI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/Sip3Hii_UAY/s320/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-16-2009+9-25-57+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
A few weekends ago, Kate's preschool had an Open House to show the families all the hard work our preschoolers have been doing this past year.

Above is a picture of Kate's sunflower plant.

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That's Kate's orange butterfly on the left and her sunflower is towards the upper right.

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Nana and I checked out all the photos of Kate displayed everywhere.

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Kate's favorite teacher, Ms. Mary, greeted us at the door, and Kate was very excited to introduce Nana to her.

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Kate and her class created a giant sculpture made of recycled household items. I'm happy that Kate is very conscious of "not making more garbage" and doing her part to "save the Earth" by trying to make something new out of her things.

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Kate's "Big Green Monster."



&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SiSK1Bt2oQI/AAAAAAAAFoc/4yAeSmSoASs/s1600-h/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-16-2009+9-50-26+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342547701566710018" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/SiSK1Bt2oQI/AAAAAAAAFoc/4yAeSmSoASs/s320/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-16-2009+9-50-26+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kate said to Chris, "Appa! Look how strong I've become! Take a picture!"

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Nana on schmutz duty.



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Kate's class goes on nature walks where the teachers teach them the names of the diverse flora on the grounds of the school. Kate proudly pointed out the azaleas and the jacaranda tree to Nana.


We call jacarandas the "Kate Birthday Tree" because the flowers bloom right before her birthday every year.
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Chris and I will always see these beautiful purple flowers and remember the joyous day Kate entered our world and changed it forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-3079950508357852097?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3079950508357852097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=3079950508357852097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3079950508357852097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/3079950508357852097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/open-house-at-childs-garden-school.html' title='Open House at A Child&apos;s Garden School'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/Shr8Dqh2MnI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/Sip3Hii_UAY/s72-c/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-16-2009+9-25-57+AM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-7840742840196537764</id><published>2009-05-20T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:02:34.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate "Don Ho" Weyant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/ShT8Uy1EOeI/AAAAAAAAFiA/-U9IGim5UOM/s1600-h/DSC_3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338168892512811490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/ShT8Uy1EOeI/AAAAAAAAFiA/-U9IGim5UOM/s320/DSC_3067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Kate received a ukelele from Pop-Pop and Grammy for her birthday and hasn't stopped singing since. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a video of Kate performing an original diddy entitled, "You Can't Know What the Cookie Man Says or Grated Cheese." Good thing those strings are sturdy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FGH9Q9tsskM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FGH9Q9tsskM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3992461299557805490-7840742840196537764?l=thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7840742840196537764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3992461299557805490&amp;postID=7840742840196537764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7840742840196537764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3992461299557805490/posts/default/7840742840196537764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsokaybyme.blogspot.com/2009/05/kate-don-ho-weyant.html' title='Kate &quot;Don Ho&quot; Weyant'/><author><name>Anna Kang Weyant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00358010276779850668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/StacbnjUlnI/AAAAAAAAGoY/ylETHlpseeo/S220/Lily+Day+3+10-13-2009+1-48-25+PM.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/ShT8Uy1EOeI/AAAAAAAAFiA/-U9IGim5UOM/s72-c/DSC_3067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3992461299557805490.post-210465016145991896</id><published>2009-05-20T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:30:13.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's Birthday Party at Amy's Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/ShRaQo90YiI/AAAAAAAAFhE/tGhwJN59q5U/s1600-h/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-17-2009+8-56-52+AM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNiI2fmZPjw/ShRaQo90YiI/AAAAAAAAFhE/tGhwJN59q5U/s320/Kate%27s+4th+Birthday!+5-17-2009+8-56-52+AM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
On Sunday, we celebrated Kate's quadrennial with her friends at an indoor playground in South Pasadena.

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It wouldn't be a birthday without Nana, who flew in from Tucson for the occasion.


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The big bouncy house and slide. If it were up to Kate, she'd have one of these in her room.

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As Kate's guests started to arrive, it was time to bounce.

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And bounce, and bounce.


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Kate's best preschool buddy, Maya.

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Weeeee! Cautious Kate thought it was safer to slide down flat on her back.

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Jessica, Bella, Maya, Cece, and Kate all held hands to make sliding down a little less scary.

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Who needs a bouncy house?

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Isa, Lucy, and Kate laugh as Chris and Hilary throw balls at them.&lt;/div&gt;
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