<?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-18259276</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:01:50.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walker Family (mostly Daks and someday Abecie)</title><subtitle type='html'>We're the Walker's and this is our life! We originally started this blog to keep family updated on how Daks was growing and learning since we moved so far away from everyone. I got sick with pregnancy #2 and didn't keep up on it very well. It has a lot of updating to do and maybe someday I'll get to it. For the meantime, here are some pictures of us and Daks!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-116680721876966178</id><published>2006-12-22T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:21:20.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garrick decided that since it had been such a long time since we updated the blog that he would throw on a bunch of random pictures to bring everyone up to speed on the last 8 months.
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&lt;td&gt;12/7/2006
Daks drove a remote control vehicle for the first time. His Uncle DJ showed him how and was nice enough to share with Daks. We were amazed at Daks' comprehension of how to control the remote!
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/247/1782/1600/277756/IMG_4457D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/247/1782/320/990155/IMG_4457D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;This is Daks and his friend, Cali. We went to a Grizzlies Hockey Game. The kids were so cute! They had a lot of fun.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Halloween 2006
This was taken at our HOA Halloween party.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks Trick-or-Treating. He was so cute about carrying his own pumpkin to put his candies in! He'd go up to the doors and knock and hold out his basket. No "trick-or-treat!" Just the assumption that people would give him goodies if he knocked on their doors...
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/247/1782/1600/853456/IMG_4412D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/247/1782/320/23289/IMG_4412D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Garrick was Joe Dirt, I was one of Charlie's Angels, and we dubbed Daks "G.I. Daks".
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Out to dinner at Buca di Beppo with friends.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;This was when we got back from Hawaii and were picking Daks up from Grandma Julie's house. He's wearing the shirt we bought for him in Hawaii.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;September 2006
Garrick and I were very fortunate to get to have a week long vacation in Hawaii! This was taken at Sunset on the last night we were there. We were able to visit friends and had a really good time! We sure missed Daks while we were gone, but it was so nice to have a vacation and spend some time alone together!
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;"Onion Days"
Payson's Labor Day celebration. Grandma Melanie wanted to take Daks on the rides. We were nervous that he wouldn't sit down on this one. Grandma Melanie jumped up there to sit with him so she could hold onto him. That guy is telling her she can't be on the ride. When she was told she couldn't ride with Daks, she ran around the outside of it the whole time it was going! It wiped her out, but we were impressed at how long she kept up with it! It was pretty funny.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks and his cousin, Richard on another ride at the carnival. Richard put his arm around Daks. It was so cute!
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;This is Daks, sitting in the grass at my grandparents' house in Genola. This is a neat picture to me because of my background there.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks is helping Daddy with the laundry. At one point he climbed clear into the washer to pull something out.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks fed himself a banana. You can't tell very well in the picture, but his hair looked like Ken Doll hair it was so plastered and sticky!
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks is showing off his new "star shoes".
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks is sharing his crackers with Daddy. Daks would take a bite and then give the other half to Daddy. You should have seen Daks' face when Garrick bit the WHOLE cracker instead of only half! It was so funny! This was taken during the Auction at the Bundy Reunion.
July 2006
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Bundy Reunion races!
This was the first year Daks was big enough to race. Even though Daks was only barely 1 we thought he'd have such an advantage over the other kids because he'd been walking for so long. The gun fired for the racers to start running and Daks took about 2 steps toward Daddy and then turned around and came back to me...
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Summer 2006
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;For Grandma Julie for Mother's Day the grandkids each made her a tile to put in her garden. We are putting Daks' handprints in his and then decorated with little glass stones. His cousin, Preslee, put her bum print in hers... We all got a kick out of that.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Daks' One Year Birthday Party at Grandma Julie's! He was playing in the bubbles with his Great Grandpa Garrick. So cute to see Grandpa smiling!
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;Opening presents at Daks' 2nd One Year Birthday party.
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!-- Cool Text Goes Here--&gt;The family all gathered at the Bell's for Talia's and Darillyn's High School Graduation Celebration. This is Daks and his 2nd cousin, Kianna. They are only 2 months apart and had a lot of fun together that day!
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-116680721876966178?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/116680721876966178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/116680721876966178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116680721876966178' title='Many Photos'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114970343712921701</id><published>2006-06-07T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T11:03:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/FamPics9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/FamPics9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We just can't believe our baby boy is already a whole ONE YEAR OLD!!  But what a cute guy he is!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114970343712921701?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970343712921701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970343712921701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114970343712921701' title='One Year Old!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114970314777887544</id><published>2006-06-07T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T10:59:07.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy &amp; Daks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/FamPics4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/FamPics4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here are the boys!  Aren't they handsome?!!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114970314777887544?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970314777887544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970314777887544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114970314777887544' title='Daddy &amp; Daks'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114970295028193201</id><published>2006-06-07T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T10:55:50.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/FamPics5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/FamPics5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Okay, everyone, I have gotten behind again.  I'm sorry!  But I promise that this time it's not my fault.  The whole blogging system was having fits for a while.  I don't have much time right now, but I wanted to stick our new family photos up for all to see!  May 22, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114970295028193201?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970295028193201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114970295028193201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114970295028193201' title='Family Picture Time!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114288167228370552</id><published>2006-03-20T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T11:07:52.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  One of Daks' favorite toys is his high chair.  He is constantly climbing in the basket, or standing behind it to pull the seatbelt through.  January 28, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114288167228370552?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288167228370552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288167228370552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114288167228370552' title='High Chair'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114288097931544755</id><published>2006-03-20T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:56:19.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks and I shared a candy bar.  I ate the candy bar and Daks ate the wrapper.  It seems to be his favorite part!  January 27, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114288097931544755?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288097931544755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288097931544755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114288097931544755' title='We Can Share'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114288075090370030</id><published>2006-03-20T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:52:31.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Ball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Our neighbor, Dylan, came over to play.  He showed Daks how to play "catch".  We had to explain that Daks doesn't know how to catch a ball because he's small still.  So Dylan would roll it to him.  They both had lots of fun!  Garrick taught Daks how to KICK the ball.  We thought it ws pretty cute until the next day when Daks kicked a baby at church...  January 26, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114288075090370030?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288075090370030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114288075090370030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114288075090370030' title='Play Ball!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114287840354520854</id><published>2006-03-20T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:13:25.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Do It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We keep thinking that Daks will walk soon.  The closest we've gotten is that he will walk if we hold one of his hands instead of both.  January 26, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114287840354520854?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114287840354520854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114287840354520854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114287840354520854' title='You Can Do It!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114262180950731116</id><published>2006-03-17T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:57:19.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Side View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here he is again, from the side. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114262180950731116?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262180950731116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262180950731116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114262180950731116' title='Side View'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114262115955416420</id><published>2006-03-17T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:45:59.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking A Nap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks was placed in his high chair to play.  Next thing we knew he had fallen asleep!  You can see the tips of his toes barely sticking out from under the tray since he always pulls that leg up under there when he's in the high chair.  Again, as so often is the case, it didn't look very comfortable, but that doesn't seem to matter to him!  January 25, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114262115955416420?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262115955416420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262115955416420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114262115955416420' title='Taking A Nap'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114262057598721646</id><published>2006-03-17T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:36:15.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And He's Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I guess Daks was anxious to go on another trip before we even unpacked from the last one?  He had lots of fun climbing all over these suitcases.  When he wanted down he would get as close to the edge as he could, tip forward, and fall until his head hit the floor.  Then he would try to pull the rest of his body down by crawling onto the floor.  Once he got down he would turn around and climb back up again!  January 24, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114262057598721646?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262057598721646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262057598721646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114262057598721646' title='And He&apos;s Off!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114262017129205029</id><published>2006-03-17T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:29:31.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks so kindly ate my Church Lesson Manuals.  As you can see, he was rather thrilled with himself about it, too.  Little stinker.  January 23, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114262017129205029?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262017129205029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114262017129205029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114262017129205029' title='Little Monster'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114261960585078574</id><published>2006-03-17T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:20:05.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  If Daks keeps this up he may have a career in modeling.  It cracks me up the poses that he gets into all by himself!  In this picture Daks was originally heading for the lamp on Mom and Dad's bed.  But he took a short break to pose for us. January 23, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114261960585078574?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114261960585078574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114261960585078574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114261960585078574' title='Cute Boy!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114253829837353903</id><published>2006-03-16T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:44:58.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks thought he would rearrange Great Grandma Garrick's dishes.  He's such a help! January 22, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114253829837353903?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253829837353903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253829837353903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253829837353903' title='8 Months Old'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114253809826362562</id><published>2006-03-16T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:41:38.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Fudge Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Tia Tiah came to see us and Daks and I decided to go back with her and visit for a few days.  Grandma Rosie took us out for ice cream and Tiah and I gave him little bites of our ice cream.  Turns out he &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; likes it!  He would get mad at us if we put the spoon in one of our mouths instead of his.  And as you can see, he got it all over his face!  January 18, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114253809826362562?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253809826362562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253809826362562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253809826362562' title='Hot Fudge Face'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114253481690112070</id><published>2006-03-16T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:46:56.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Daks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3374.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3374.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I think he could be in the circus with this trick.  Daks is so flexible he could fold into a little box or something.  Lately this has been his choice position to fall asleep in.  Bent in half.  It sure doesn't look comfortable, but he seems to like it!  January 14, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114253481690112070?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253481690112070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253481690112070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253481690112070' title='Half Daks'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114253429552766069</id><published>2006-03-16T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:34:47.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken to demonstrate Daks' immense strength.  Notice how all of the toys on his exersaucer are bent toward him? He grabs them and pulls them as close as he can to himself so that he can get his mouth around them. Daks got his first tooth a week ago and the second one is on its way as well!  January 11, 2006 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114253429552766069?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253429552766069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253429552766069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253429552766069' title='Mr. T'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114253395058676780</id><published>2006-03-16T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:32:30.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks got down on the floor to play with his new cousin, Preslee.  He was so excited about the baby!  As always, he wanted to pull her hair and poke her eyes out...  Grandma posed as Ref and kept everything under control.  And see Daks standing?  He started doing that by himself recently!  January 2, 2006&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114253395058676780?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253395058676780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114253395058676780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114253395058676780' title='A New Cousin'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203438640566712</id><published>2006-03-10T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:47:18.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's With the Fingers, Guys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Two of Garrick's high school buddies had their first babies shortly after Daks was born.  Daks was born May, Keyan in July, and then Chloe in August.  They celebrated the New Year together by sucking on their fingers simultaneously.  December 31, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203438640566712?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203438640566712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203438640566712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203438640566712' title='What&apos;s With the Fingers, Guys?'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203403498258654</id><published>2006-03-10T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:40:34.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Grandma got Oakleys for Christmas!  And aren't they stylish!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203403498258654?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203403498258654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203403498258654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203403498258654' title='Granny Cool'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203389135001655</id><published>2006-03-10T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:38:11.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Brat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  A couple days after turning 7 months old Daks started crawling!  A couple days after that he started pulling himself up on things and walking along them.  Then he started crawling up stairs.  Can't he just be a baby for a little while?  December 31, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203389135001655?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203389135001655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203389135001655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203389135001655' title='Little Brat'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203375834825442</id><published>2006-03-10T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:35:58.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Us at the Family Party.  Garrick would have to sit on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; lap instead of vise versa...&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203375834825442?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203375834825442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203375834825442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203375834825442' title='Happy Family'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203316977647329</id><published>2006-03-10T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:31:29.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;











Here's all the Great-Grandababies on the Bundy side.  Kianna, Daks, Gage, and Ethan.  What a good looking bunch!  December 31, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203316977647329?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203316977647329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203316977647329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203316977647329' title='Family Christmas Party'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203247727581096</id><published>2006-03-10T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:14:37.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks drank right from the cup!  First time he's ever done that!  First time he's ever had apple juice, too.  He really liked the stuff!  He was messy with that cup, but he is with a bottle, too.  And we can't ever just have a picture taken of him in the action anymore.  As soon as he sees that camera, he cheeses it up!  December 30, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203247727581096?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203247727581096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203247727581096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203247727581096' title='Yummy!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203200933298671</id><published>2006-03-10T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:06:49.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks got to open more presents from Grandma Rosie and his aunt and uncles.  He loves, loves, &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; the wrapping paper!  He got one little piece of paper in his hand from the first present he opened and he kept it clutched in his fist, literally, for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!  December 26, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203200933298671?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203200933298671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203200933298671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203200933298671' title='Just For Me!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203183836785824</id><published>2006-03-10T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T15:03:58.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks' Grandma Julie fed him his first sweet potatoes.  He LOVED them! A good way to end his First Christmas Day!  We took a little road trip on Christmas to visit the Grandparents.  We stopped to see my cousins on our way.  One of them had some rubber darts for a gun and would hand them to Daks to play with.  As soon as they got in his little hand he would drop them on the floor and just LAUGH!!!  He thought it was the funniest thing to see this cousin continuously bend over to pick up the darts!  I wish I could show the video on here...&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203183836785824?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203183836785824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203183836785824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203183836785824' title='Sweet Potatoes'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203128573402089</id><published>2006-03-10T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:54:45.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks helps his daddy open a present.  Taking time to also pose, of course!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203128573402089?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203128573402089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203128573402089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203128573402089' title='What A Help!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203114064218598</id><published>2006-03-10T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:52:20.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How Interesting"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks often lies on the floor like this now, studying whatever he's holding.  Usually books.  If he can read a book with his arms straight up in the air...more power to him!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203114064218598?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203114064218598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203114064218598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203114064218598' title='&quot;How Interesting&quot;'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203071156313196</id><published>2006-03-10T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:45:11.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooh Wooh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks gave his daddy something he's always wanted...a train whistle!  Except that Garrick wants a REAL TRAIN WHISTLE to put in his car to replace the horn...&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203071156313196?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203071156313196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203071156313196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203071156313196' title='Wooh Wooh!!!!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203051445385643</id><published>2006-03-10T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:41:54.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There You Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was so fun watching Daks open these presents!  Next year he'll be a monster!  He's only 7 months old, but he sure acted like he knew what he was doing!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203051445385643?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203051445385643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203051445385643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203051445385643' title='There You Go...'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203037137053310</id><published>2006-03-10T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:39:31.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One, Two, Three, RIP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks was FINALLY able to let loose on all those presents we had to keep him away from for a whole month!  He just liked the shiny paper.  He didn't seem to care much about what was inside at first.  But a little later he got the hang of it.&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203037137053310?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203037137053310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203037137053310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203037137053310' title='One, Two, Three, RIP!!!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114203018643037148</id><published>2006-03-10T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:36:26.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here's MY Christmas present!  I wonder what it could be...  Garrick talked and talked for MONTHS about how excited he was to get this present for me. It was HUGE and I couldn't figure out what it could possibly be!  Turns out Santa had to cover the entire cupboard to hide well my under-the-cupbaord installed computer screen!!!  I was so excited and I LOVE it!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114203018643037148?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203018643037148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114203018643037148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114203018643037148' title='What the...'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202995383651069</id><published>2006-03-10T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:32:33.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2005!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here's our tree Christmas morning.  Santa really was kind to us this year!  It looked like there were so many presents.  Mostly they were for other family members and Daks.  Spoiled little guy! Just how we like it!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202995383651069?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202995383651069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202995383651069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202995383651069' title='Merry Christmas 2005!!!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202963693561454</id><published>2006-03-10T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:27:16.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Today our little baby is a whole 7 months old!  He just LOVES playing in this box!  He'll grab a couple of toys in his hand, drag them into the box with him, and keep humself quite entertained.  I'm so glad that he can entertain himself and find his own fun!  December 21, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202963693561454?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202963693561454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202963693561454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202963693561454' title='Cute Box'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202941634672271</id><published>2006-03-10T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:23:36.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would Ya Look At That?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks is so very talented!  He can balance a spoon on his nose!  He's also done this trick with metal silverware, not just plastic.  He must really have the nose for it---I've never been able to do this! This was how Garrick kept himself entertained at the ward Christmas party.  December 17, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202941634672271?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202941634672271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202941634672271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202941634672271' title='Would Ya Look At That?!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202922516848730</id><published>2006-03-10T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:20:25.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Today is Garrick's birthday.  He is shown sporting his "Happy Birthday SLICE of cake"....  We went to dinner and Garrick opened presents from family.  What a good time!  Deceber 15, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202922516848730?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202922516848730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202922516848730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202922516848730' title='Happy Birthday to You!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202902646782886</id><published>2006-03-10T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:17:06.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray For Gas Prices!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We got a new gas station on our corner.  Gas prices a problem?  Not anymore!   December 15, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202902646782886?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202902646782886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202902646782886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202902646782886' title='Hurray For Gas Prices!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114202857898688357</id><published>2006-03-10T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:11:08.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Me Laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;












Daks likes to play with the doorstoppers all over the house.  He wiggles over to them as soon as he sees one so he can hit it.  They make that "boinggg" sound and he just laughs and laughs!  December 10, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114202857898688357?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202857898688357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114202857898688357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114202857898688357' title='Make Me Laugh!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114197051824239041</id><published>2006-03-09T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:02:41.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We love our little baby!  December 10, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114197051824239041?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114197051824239041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114197051824239041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114197051824239041' title='Family Photo'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114197020918966511</id><published>2006-03-09T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:56:49.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus Is Comin' to Town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks met Santa for the first time at our HOA Christmas Party.  We were so sure that he would freak out like little kids always do when they see the bearded man.  But it was just another person for Daks!  He looked at him, sat on his lap, tugged on his beard...  December 10, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114197020918966511?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114197020918966511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114197020918966511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114197020918966511' title='Santa Claus Is Comin&apos; to Town!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114196993136626091</id><published>2006-03-09T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:52:11.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmon's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks LOVES to pull his Daddy's spikey hair!  He really gets a kick out of it.  Dad, on the other hand, is not pleased with such activities.  This was Daks' first "piggy back ride". December 9, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114196993136626091?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114196993136626091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114196993136626091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114196993136626091' title='Harmon&apos;s'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114193090430889191</id><published>2006-03-09T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T11:06:00.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks somehow wriggled his way underneath the exersaucer.  He's such a silly kid!  Garrick and I wondered if he would be able to get out.  It was a struggle, but he did okay! For a baby who doesn't "crawl" yet, he sure gets around! December 7, 2005  &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114193090430889191?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193090430889191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193090430889191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193090430889191' title='Stuck'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114193072652666647</id><published>2006-03-09T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:58:46.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Idea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Garrick had to do something that he needed the Christmas tree out of the way for.  So he got underneath it and moved the entire thing back and forth with his back.  He's like a little pack horse!  It was pretty funny.  December 5, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114193072652666647?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193072652666647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193072652666647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193072652666647' title='Good Idea?'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114193060345608326</id><published>2006-03-09T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:56:43.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Daks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  A perfect Christmas card shot!  Daks was so cute in his little Santa outfit!  I had a really hard time actually getting a good photograph.  Mostly he just wanted to eat the "snow" and Star Wars figurines from the tree.  He couldn't have struck a cuter pose, though!  He's so photogenic and I'm baffled as to where he gets &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; from! November 30, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114193060345608326?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193060345608326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193060345608326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193060345608326' title='Santa Daks'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114193027092663807</id><published>2006-03-09T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:51:10.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Garrick took his first turn to feed Daks in his high chair.  It's a little bit different than just giving him a bottle!  We got some baby sized spoons and that made it a little easier on Daks.  November 29, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114193027092663807?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193027092663807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193027092663807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193027092663807' title='Dad&apos;s Turn'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114193006585567769</id><published>2006-03-09T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:47:45.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We have been trying to teach Daks how to hold his own bottle.  He can HOLD it, but he can't quite understand how to get that bottle's goodness in him.  He'll suck on the nipple, and then see the liquid in the bottom of the bottle, so he turns the bottle over and sucks on the bottom of it.  I think we still have some work to do...  November 28, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114193006585567769?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193006585567769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114193006585567769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193006585567769' title='Not Quite'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192986075038343</id><published>2006-03-09T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:44:20.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First High Chair Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks ate in his high chair for the first time today!  He had some rice cereal.  It was also the first time he ate rice cereal, or off from a spoon for that matter.  He was sure messy!  Grandma Julie taught us a trick she had to use with Garrick.  We made the cereal thicker the next time and he did MUCH better!  November 28, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192986075038343?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192986075038343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192986075038343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192986075038343' title='First High Chair Meal'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192956122842381</id><published>2006-03-09T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:39:21.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Daks Original!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks drew this picture on the shower wall.  His first drawing was on a CD that he burned for me.  This is his second drawing.  Pretty impressive for a 6 month old baby!  November 28, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192956122842381?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192956122842381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192956122842381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192956122842381' title='A Daks Original!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192912843936119</id><published>2006-03-09T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:34:45.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Eater!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks decided that he wouldn't eat his bottle unless he was standing up.  ???  I guess that as a parent you just have to go with the flow sometimes.  November 25, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192912843936119?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192912843936119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192912843936119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192912843936119' title='Silly Eater!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192864484684583</id><published>2006-03-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:24:04.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Fix-It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks was getting his diaper changed on Dad's lap.  He reached right under the steering wheel and started grabbing at whatever he could reach.  He looked like a little mechanic!  November 25, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192864484684583?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192864484684583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192864484684583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192864484684583' title='Mr. Fix-It'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192843143427588</id><published>2006-03-09T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:21:07.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daks will often turn his little neck around as far as it will move so that he can see his Mommy and Daddy in the front seat.  I'm sure going to miss those big eyes when he gets too big for this carseat!  November 25, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192843143427588?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192843143427588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192843143427588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192843143427588' title='Hello!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192799034533101</id><published>2006-03-09T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:13:10.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was sure a long day!  Daks decided to throw in the towel and lounge on the bed.  He's such a funny boy.&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192799034533101?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192799034533101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192799034533101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192799034533101' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192771713104082</id><published>2006-03-09T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:30:50.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;













Daks sure had lots of firsts on his first Thanksgiving!  Here he is in his new high chair for the first time.  Cousin Sammi really wanted to get in on all the photos, too, as you can see in a couple others... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192771713104082?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192771713104082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192771713104082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192771713104082' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192752935345558</id><published>2006-03-09T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:05:29.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I decided to let Daks try his first olive.  He wasn't too sure about it, but kept going back for more.  The pickle on the other hand..I couldn't get that away from him!  He made sour faces, but he sure acted as if he liked it!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192752935345558?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192752935345558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192752935345558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192752935345558' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192698493902522</id><published>2006-03-09T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:56:24.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
Daks sure loved playing in the box his high chair was in, too!  Daks went through a stage when a big box was the best babysitter he's ever had!  And what a relief it was to Mom.&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192698493902522?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192698493902522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192698493902522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192698493902522' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192647597232403</id><published>2006-03-09T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:47:55.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Aren't they cute?  Daks sure loves his Daddy!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192647597232403?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192647597232403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192647597232403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192647597232403' title='Mommy&apos;s Boys'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192627932867940</id><published>2006-03-09T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:44:39.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Or course, in Daks' eyes,  the REAL present was the wrapping paper!&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192627932867940?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192627932867940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192627932867940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192627932867940' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192550199850388</id><published>2006-03-09T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:42:25.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;













On Thanksgiving Daks got to open his first Christmas present:  A MUCH needed high chair!  He did a pretty good job ripping that present open.  We were sure excited after that to see him open lots of presents on Christmas morning!
November 24, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192550199850388?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192550199850388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192550199850388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192550199850388' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192521743912333</id><published>2006-03-09T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T11:04:12.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks is sitting up by himself so well now!  He looked so cute sitting Indian Style, with his little feet crossed over each other.  At his appontment Daks weighed in at 18 lbs. 13.5 oz. and 28 inches long. He had to get shots again and hardly even cried! He is such a big boy!
November 21, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192521743912333?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192521743912333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192521743912333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192521743912333' title='Six Months Old'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-114192478784541426</id><published>2006-03-09T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:19:47.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daks' little cousin, Kianna, came to play.  Daks was kind enough to let her play in his exersaucer, even though her tippy toes could barely touch the ground in it.  The stipulation for Kianna playing in Daks' toy was that he got her grab her hair and poke her eyes out.  Daks was the only one who thought that was a good trade.
November 17, 2005&amp;nbsp;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-114192478784541426?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192478784541426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/114192478784541426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192478784541426' title='A Visitor'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166407306643335</id><published>2005-11-10T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:08:43.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDY BARS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Six days after his first Halloween Daks discovered candy bars. I put an unwrapped chocolate bar in his hand, just to see what he would do. He held onto it and waved it around; he let it melt all over him and his pajamas. But he wouldn't put it in his mouth! He preferred to eat the &lt;em&gt;wrapped&lt;/em&gt; candy bars! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166407306643335?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166407306643335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166407306643335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166407306643335' title='CANDY BARS!!!!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166346985299294</id><published>2005-11-10T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:57:49.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide And Go Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I put Daks on the floor, on top of this blanket.  A couple seconds later I looked at him and he had rolled over, taking the blanket with him!  He was just lying there, looking at a book.  Silly boy!  November 4, 2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166346985299294?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166346985299294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166346985299294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166346985299294' title='Hide And Go Seek'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166296975444123</id><published>2005-11-10T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:53:10.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken 5 1/2 months after the first one of Daks in his carseat. We just wanted to show how big he REALLY is in his carseat now, since so many people commented that he looked huge in it before. Then was NOTHING compared to now! November 4, 2005. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166296975444123?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166296975444123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166296975444123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166296975444123' title='Comparison'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166192767204755</id><published>2005-11-10T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:33:53.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting So Big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;November 4, 2005.  Daks is sitting up all by himself now!  He's been able to sit up for about a month.  Now he is good enough that I can leave him like this if I go in another room.  Before he was needing help to not fall over backward.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166192767204755?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166192767204755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166192767204755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166192767204755' title='I&apos;m Getting So Big!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166152373296164</id><published>2005-11-10T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:29:33.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sipping Cider Through A Straw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; November 3, 2005. We have been trying to teach Daks to drink through a straw. He still just sticks his tongue out and licks everything. The straw has been thus unsuccessful. We were also trying to get him to drink some prune juice. He would get the first taste in his mouth and rip his head away from the bottle in disgust. He had this nasty look on his face and would smack his tongue against his lips. Usually when Daks gets something in his mouth that he doesn't like he will take it again when offered. Not the prune juice, though! He remembered it.... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166152373296164?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166152373296164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166152373296164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166152373296164' title='Sipping Cider Through A Straw'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166081735086919</id><published>2005-11-10T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:13:37.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrick's Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Now we all know why the dead smiley face is dead...he was shot in the forehead! Garrick even carved an exit wound in the back of the pumpkin and splattered pumpkin brains all over the side of the house. You can kind of see our curtains in the background...they're black with silver skull and crossbone decorations.  We did it just for Halloween...in September....and they'll probably be there until next year...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166081735086919?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166081735086919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166081735086919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166081735086919' title='Garrick&apos;s Pumpkin'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113166040039951149</id><published>2005-11-10T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:06:40.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Lincoln and Garrick carved our pumpkins for Halloween.  Lincoln carved his of "Leatherface" from "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre".  He even used staples for stitches and red wax for blood.  He did a really good job!  It's not pretty, but I think it's the coolest pumpkin carving I've ever seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113166040039951149?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166040039951149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113166040039951149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166040039951149' title='Trick-or-Treat'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165955811161657</id><published>2005-11-10T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:52:38.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"GO! My favorite sports team!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  October 29, 2005.  Talia and Lincoln were in visiting, so we decided to go to our first hockey game.  Everytime the Utah Grizzlies made a goal a train horn was sounded.  It was VERY loud and Daks does NOT like loud noises!  Talia is protecting his little ears as he wonders what is going on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165955811161657?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165955811161657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165955811161657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165955811161657' title='&quot;GO! My favorite sports team!&quot;'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165926021832483</id><published>2005-11-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:47:40.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I think I know where Daks gets his funny sleeping positions from...  Garrick looked so funny lying on the floor with his hands crossed, knees touching, and legs apart.  At least he had both of his shoes on.  All the liederhosen business wore Dad right out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165926021832483?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165926021832483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165926021832483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165926021832483' title='Sleep Tight'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165906890711565</id><published>2005-11-10T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:44:28.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daks and Uncle Linc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Uncle Lincoln liked the liederhosen from the beginning.  He got a kick out of Daks actually wearing it for the first time.  We got lots of cute pictures!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165906890711565?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165906890711565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165906890711565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165906890711565' title='Daks and Uncle Linc'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165868096016004</id><published>2005-11-10T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:38:00.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyday I show Daks "the cute baby in the mirror."  He LOVES that cute baby!  He grins and goos...oh, it's the cutest thing! It almost appears as if he's critiquing himself and making adjustments on his outfit.  I had to put velcro on the hat to get it to stay on his head.  It's a bit small, while the liederhosen is the only thing he owns that is too big!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165868096016004?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165868096016004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165868096016004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165868096016004' title='Reflection'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165831529487070</id><published>2005-11-10T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:31:55.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinocchio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  October 29, 2005.  Daks tries on his Liederhosen that Tia Tiah brought back from Austria.  I love his toes in this picture!  It almost looks like he's tapping them on the carpet.  As you can also see, Daks is starting to stand pretty well if he has a little help!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165831529487070?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165831529487070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165831529487070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165831529487070' title='Pinocchio'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113165776393076726</id><published>2005-11-10T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:22:43.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 25, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited the Museum of Church History and Art for one of Garrick's school projects.  They had a whole section of art done by children between the ages of 3 and 12.  It was really cute and neat!  Garrick is sporting a Daks being carried in a baby back-pack, fully installed with binki lanyard so the bink can't be dropped on the ground.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113165776393076726?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165776393076726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113165776393076726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113165776393076726' title='October 25, 2005'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036447438286681</id><published>2005-10-26T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:09:49.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Sleeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is common to find Daks like this in the mornings. Usually he'll be turned some funny direction in the bed, too. One sock off, no covers, turned to his stomach when he was put in bed on his back...   October 23, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036447438286681?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036447438286681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036447438286681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036447438286681' title='Funny Sleeper'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036433633113592</id><published>2005-10-26T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:05:36.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party, October 22, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks can balance a spoon on his nose!  I wish I had a picture of him doing it.  It's really funny.  He holds his nose up in the air, and keeps his whole body very still, while Garrick puts the spoon on his nose.  But that's not why Daks is crying.  He was playing with this spoon and looked over at Garrick, in his costume.  Daks' little face turned sad and he started to CRY!  It was so sad!  After that, we took Daks home, and took our Halloween costumes off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036433633113592?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036433633113592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036433633113592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036433633113592' title='The Party, October 22, 2005'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036414680348294</id><published>2005-10-26T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:02:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We all dressed up for our ward Halloween party.  Garrick was Joe Dirt, and Daks was, of course, a spider.  A  little girl at the party asked me what I was, and why I was wearing a bath robe.  I didn't know what to say...  We were already in our costumes when we woke Daks up and he looked at us with a very confused look on his face.  He did NOT like our costumes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036414680348294?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036414680348294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036414680348294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036414680348294' title='The Fam'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036389732780902</id><published>2005-10-26T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:35:45.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itsy Bitsy Spider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daks is going to be a Spider for Halloween. His costume is so cute! I don't know about you, but he's the most adorable spider &lt;em&gt;I've&lt;/em&gt; ever seen! Daks turned 5 months old yesterday.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036389732780902?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036389732780902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036389732780902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036389732780902' title='Itsy Bitsy Spider'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036367289392647</id><published>2005-10-26T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:54:32.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Hog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_3002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_3002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Whenever Daks gets ahold of the remote, he smiles really big and shrieks in laughter!  I think we're in trouble...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036367289392647?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036367289392647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036367289392647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036367289392647' title='Remote Hog!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036331033852262</id><published>2005-10-26T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:50:33.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO TEAM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Dewey saw this BYU onesie and told Aunt Tannis that they needed to buy it. She questioned, "Who would we give it to? We don't have any babies!" So they gave it to Daks. He's sitting up really well by himself. Since he got the exersaucer, he stands pretty well, too. (If we hold onto him, of course.) He's getting really good balance.  October 16, 2005 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036331033852262?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036331033852262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036331033852262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036331033852262' title='GO TEAM!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036310241184924</id><published>2005-10-26T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:45:02.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncy Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks also got a new bouncy chair, since he outgrew his other one.  It plays music, and talks, and lights up.  There's a mirror that Daks can look into.  Everytime he catches a glimpse of that cute baby's reflection, he gets the biggest grin on his face and gets so excited!  It's really cute to see!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036310241184924?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036310241184924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036310241184924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036310241184924' title='Bouncy Chair'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113036267524549014</id><published>2005-10-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:37:55.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2977.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  On October 7, Daks got an exersaucer.  He watched Garrick put it together, wide eyed the whole time.  He was curious about what Dad was doing, and he was very excited!  Daks gets in his exersaucer and he goes right to work!  There are some buttons with animals on them that make the animal noises, say their name, say the name in spanish, and then play a song.  Daks loves to dance to "Old McDonald Had A Farm".&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113036267524549014?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036267524549014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113036267524549014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113036267524549014' title='New Toys!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027670523158784</id><published>2005-10-25T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:45:05.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out For A Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Garrick decided to let Daks drive.  He held onto the baby, and the baby held onto the steering wheel.  The car was really moving at this time, just to clarify, that Daks WAS driving!  October 5, 2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027670523158784?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027670523158784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027670523158784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027670523158784' title='Out For A Drive'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027661068725806</id><published>2005-10-25T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:43:30.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Breathe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  October 5, 2005.  Daks was taking a nap.  When I went to check on him, he had turned around and smashed his face right against the edge of the bed.  I left him there long enough to take a picture, and then pulled him down so he could breathe.  The end of his nose was bright red.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027661068725806?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027661068725806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027661068725806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027661068725806' title='Can You Breathe?'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027651375605996</id><published>2005-10-25T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:41:53.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm...Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It's not Campbell's Soup, but he sure can't get enough of it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027651375605996?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027651375605996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027651375605996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027651375605996' title='Mmm...Good!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027641199338938</id><published>2005-10-25T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:40:11.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out At The Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We went to the Arizona Strip for General Conference weekend.  Grandma Rosie gave Daks a piece of chocolate licorice.  You should have seen him try to figure out how to get that long, skinny candy in his mouth!  Just before we went out there, Daks started seeing things and reaching out for them.  He's getting it figured out pretty well.  Well enough that whenever anything is near him he thinks it's FOR him.  He's constantly grabbing at things and shoving them in his mouth.  October 2, 2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027641199338938?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027641199338938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027641199338938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027641199338938' title='Out At The Ranch'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027572088394899</id><published>2005-10-25T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:28:40.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We were in St. George for a few weeks while Garrick had a break from school.  Daks started rolling over by himself!!!  He was playing with his Daddy and having a good time.  Since Daks started rolling over so well, he won't sleep on his back anymore.  He rolls up on his side, and THEN falls asleep.  Even more recently he's decided he prefers to sleep on his stomach.  Now when he pees during the night the diaper won't hold it and he frequently wets the bed.   September 29, 2005.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027572088394899?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027572088394899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027572088394899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027572088394899' title='Hooray!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027539548875885</id><published>2005-10-25T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:23:15.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clean-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  So Dad gave him a bath in the bathroom sink.  It was just the right size for him to relax into and soak.  I think he liked it better than bathing in the kitchen sink since the sides aren't cold metal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027539548875885?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027539548875885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027539548875885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027539548875885' title='The Clean-Up'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027527081298599</id><published>2005-10-25T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:21:10.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  September 23, 2005.  Daks was getting his diaper changed and clothes put on to start the day.  And he peed all over himself!  And the bed we were staying in at Grandma Rosie's house....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027527081298599?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027527081298599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027527081298599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027527081298599' title='Ah Oh!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027519841277021</id><published>2005-10-25T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:19:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe Sucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Daks found his toes!  And they are ALWAYS in his mouth!!!  At least it gives his hands a break.  He has eczema, and sucking on his hands makes a rash on his little fingers.  In the morning, when we get Daks out of bed, it's not unusual for him to have one wet sock.  You can also see the place on his nose that he scratched and left another scar, to compliment the one on his cheek.  September 22, 2005.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027519841277021?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027519841277021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027519841277021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027519841277021' title='Toe Sucker'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027496388553737</id><published>2005-10-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:16:49.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;













This is Daks, watching TV. Like I said, he likes to do that... Daks got immunizations again at his 4 month appointment. He wasn't as sore afterward, and it wasn't &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; as hard on me, but I still didn't like it!  Daks weighed in at a whopping 16 lbs. and was 25 1/4 inches long. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027496388553737?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027496388553737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027496388553737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027496388553737' title='4 Months Old'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027472059833534</id><published>2005-10-25T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:12:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Since Daks was born he does what looks like he's sucking on his bottom lip.  He's actually biting it.  He did it for a while after he was born, and then stopped for a couple of months.  Then he started doing it again.  We're constantly pulling his lip out of his gums so that it doesn't become a habit.  Let's face it, if he does this when he gets teeth, he'll look REALLY goofy!  I reached down to fix Daks' eyebrow and it was glued that way!  I don't know what he rubbed in it, but it sure made me laugh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027472059833534?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027472059833534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027472059833534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027472059833534' title='Funny Boy'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027456566199202</id><published>2005-10-25T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:09:25.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go For A Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  September 14, 2005.  What can I say about this picture?  Garrick's funny and Daks enjoys it...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027456566199202?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027456566199202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027456566199202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027456566199202' title='Let&apos;s Go For A Ride'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027436910348384</id><published>2005-10-25T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:06:09.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It's SOOO hard to catch Daks doing anything cute on camera.  ESPECIALLY if he's smiling!  As soon as he sees the camera, he just stares at it.  When we can catch him, though, it's really worth it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027436910348384?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027436910348384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027436910348384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027436910348384' title='September 11, 2005'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027428712186208</id><published>2005-10-25T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:04:47.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 8, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I layed Daks on the floor in this little blanket his Grandma Rosie made.  He went CRAZY!!!  He was kicking and shrieking and making the &lt;em&gt;funniest&lt;/em&gt; noises!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027428712186208?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027428712186208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027428712186208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027428712186208' title='September 8, 2005'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027413832096702</id><published>2005-10-25T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:02:18.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Grandpa Don, Grandma Melanie, and Tia Tiah came to visit over Labor Day weekend.  We all watched movies together and Daks fell asleep.    Most babies will fall asleep in the car, but not Daks!  I've learned, though, that if he's tired and fighting it, he'll be out in 3 minutes if we watch a movie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027413832096702?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027413832096702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027413832096702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027413832096702' title='Nap Time'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027390058489676</id><published>2005-10-25T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:58:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  September 2, 2005.  You can see that Daks grew into his carseat.  Garrick pulled out the camera and was flashing it in Daks' eyes while we were sitting in a dark restaurant.  His eyes would go wide and blank, then he'd smile really big and giggle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027390058489676?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027390058489676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027390058489676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027390058489676' title='Smile!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027366326985728</id><published>2005-10-25T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:54:23.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horseshoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  September 2, 2005.  Daks had a habit of briskly rubbing his head back and forth in his bed.  Most babies get a bald spot from where they sleep.  Daks got a bald horse shoe.  He rubbed the hair off in a little halo all the way around his head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027366326985728?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027366326985728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027366326985728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027366326985728' title='Horseshoes'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027348943975600</id><published>2005-10-25T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:52:13.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Radioactive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Garrick's friend found these really old Geiger Counters. He was SOOO excited about it! So, of course, he went through the entire house with it, trying to find signs of radioactivity. Thankfully, he didn't find any! August 28, 2005&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027348943975600?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027348943975600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027348943975600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027348943975600' title='Are We Radioactive?'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027338192787510</id><published>2005-10-25T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:49:41.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, I'm New Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  August 27, 2005.  Daks was 3 months old, this outfit is 6 month size, he wore it 2 or 3 times before he outgrew it.  We've created a monster!  Cutest monster I've ever seen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027338192787510?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027338192787510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027338192787510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027338192787510' title='Hi, I&apos;m New Here'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18259276.post-113027326554040585</id><published>2005-10-25T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:47:45.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWWW!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/640/IMG_2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/247/1782/320/IMG_2802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Garrick loves this picture of Daks!  I just caught him at a good time, I guess?  I don't even know what he was doing.  It's pretty funny, though.  With his eyebrow that runs clear across his forehead....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' 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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18259276-113027326554040585?l=babydaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027326554040585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18259276/posts/default/113027326554040585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydaks.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113027326554040585' title='AWWW!!!!'/><author><name>The Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09213257174230469452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVVwzWofZD8/SSSADJ0QNwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exjgItOksaQ/S220/IMG_2364.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
