<?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-7162057016143796677</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:14:53.907-07:00</updated><category term='The Grocery Store'/><title type='text'>Gagnon Family</title><subtitle type='html'>All that I have seen teaches me to trust the creator for all that I have not seen 
~Ralph Waldo Emmerson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1173744209406027619</id><published>2008-02-20T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:40:08.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Dance Trooper</title><content type='html'>Do you wanna know what Aaron does in Tokyo for a entertainment??  Check this out...this is just down the street from our house.  The Japanese are so funny...they just don't know what to do when something is a bit unexpected...&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bygdRMCwC6s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bygdRMCwC6s&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1173744209406027619?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1173744209406027619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1173744209406027619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1173744209406027619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1173744209406027619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/tokyo-dance-trooper.html' title='Tokyo Dance Trooper'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6350170488824335870</id><published>2008-02-20T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:45.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiko Drumming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7woJp2nCNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5-IDAixYdVA/s1600-h/PWD+Vday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169050618633324754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7woJp2nCNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5-IDAixYdVA/s320/PWD+Vday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a traditional Japanese drumming. In October, you saw i a picture of me giving the pig skin a pounding. This is a different group that came to Tara Grace's school. She got a chance to pound away for a minute or two. Can you see her looking at the camera from the corner of her eye? She is a bit conservative when it comes to getting up in front of a group.  Initially you may think listening to a bunch of drums would get old, it is really a great show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-969f2acfeddc6d52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D969f2acfeddc6d52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43382E003A5C40895E115A9C2A344AEE8AFEB53C.71B92179D69CFF62E840829CF75CB77AD29C0E98%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D969f2acfeddc6d52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrD7aADvzwzyx8aYvT7Sw_kL3Hfo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D969f2acfeddc6d52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43382E003A5C40895E115A9C2A344AEE8AFEB53C.71B92179D69CFF62E840829CF75CB77AD29C0E98%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D969f2acfeddc6d52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrD7aADvzwzyx8aYvT7Sw_kL3Hfo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6350170488824335870?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=969f2acfeddc6d52&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6350170488824335870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6350170488824335870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6350170488824335870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6350170488824335870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/taiko-drumming.html' title='Taiko Drumming'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7woJp2nCNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5-IDAixYdVA/s72-c/PWD+Vday+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1641047757862939077</id><published>2008-02-20T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:45.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JACOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7wlM52nCMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mZOUvvQyX1M/s1600-h/PWD+Vday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169047375933016258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7wlM52nCMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mZOUvvQyX1M/s320/PWD+Vday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob had a few fun things over the last couple of weeks. The third grade did a body percussion musical. They used snaping, rubbing their hands together, clicking their tounges, to produce the various stages of a rainstorm. In the school theater it was really cool. The did a good job flowing from one sound to the next. It started out as a little drizzle and slowly progressed to a full thunderstorm. It sounded great. Hopefully you can get the idea and don't get too motion sickness from my expert filming skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-97f11b964f8ab61b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97f11b964f8ab61b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D830513524B72A372C77BD690DE48553AD579627D.83A3DABD84DA89D4F59E2B70FF2B9DECC6B10D70%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97f11b964f8ab61b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9L4n7c8VQ_jAgUrBd4V9s66iELo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97f11b964f8ab61b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D830513524B72A372C77BD690DE48553AD579627D.83A3DABD84DA89D4F59E2B70FF2B9DECC6B10D70%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97f11b964f8ab61b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9L4n7c8VQ_jAgUrBd4V9s66iELo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob also participated in the Cub scout's Pinewood Derby. If you don't really know what it is or even if you do... check out My uncle Rob's editorial in the Gwinett Daily Post. He is a great writer and has an extreamly entertaining sence of humor! Here is the link. Read the one about "Fathering Skills Barely on track" Feb 03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gwinnettdailypost.com/main.asp?sectionID=12&amp;amp;SubSectionID=55&amp;amp;TM=10799.65"&gt;http://www.gwinnettdailypost.com/main.asp?sectionID=12&amp;amp;SubSectionID=55&amp;amp;TM=10799.65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob participated this year and his car got 6th place out of 33! He did pretty well. Like Nathan (Rob's son)...Jacob had more fun in the game than in glory of victory or agonony of defeat....maybe we will have to send him to Rob's house for some character molding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's car is the red one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e96e0e4398446e32" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De96e0e4398446e32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4120A1AF3D89B07F5CAAD6F37FDF88780B2D8B49.4662128EA65B5775182172AE440374941F371FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De96e0e4398446e32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dudw9nN3QDk3lVf_TU7hBrD1HOIo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De96e0e4398446e32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4120A1AF3D89B07F5CAAD6F37FDF88780B2D8B49.4662128EA65B5775182172AE440374941F371FFE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De96e0e4398446e32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dudw9nN3QDk3lVf_TU7hBrD1HOIo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1641047757862939077?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=97f11b964f8ab61b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e96e0e4398446e32&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1641047757862939077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1641047757862939077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1641047757862939077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1641047757862939077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/jacob.html' title='JACOB'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7wlM52nCMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mZOUvvQyX1M/s72-c/PWD+Vday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5417146791729985075</id><published>2008-02-13T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:46.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines!!!</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love Valentines Day? It is a not very stressful, very few expectations. It really is one of my favorite holidays. We make heart shaped chocolate ice cream sandwiches (which after the annual sugar free month--I am really on a sugar high eatting those!!), leave things on our friends's door steps, make valentines for 80 plus kids in four plus  classrooms....but it is all fun!!! For me Valenines feels like I am tossing a welcome mat for spring!! I hope spring is near in Tokyo too! One of the traditions that we do for Valentines is Heart Attacking. We do a few variations but this is one I like. The kids wake up on Valentines to complimentary hearts all over their door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168976019346360434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vkTZ2nCHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/arC6xzFySLA/s320/PWD+Vday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to really think of multiple positive characteristic of each of my childern individually. Some years some childern require more time thinking of ways to fill up that door than others....but it always makes me really think about the things I really enjoy about them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Valentine traditions that is .....well...mostly annually.... is this valentine party. We invite a few couples to our house and I make what I hope will be a nice dinner. The wonderful words for the invitation are my sister Tara's. I always say that she is an artist with words. I can just tell her my ideas and the "feeling" I would like to portray and she nails it everytime with her poetry.&lt;br /&gt;It says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cupid has struck at our house, You are invited and so is your spouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We're having a movie party and dinner for you, We'll celebrate Valentines Day two by two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Humphrey Bogart, Marilyn Monroe, always brought love to the picture show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bring the movie that has your favorite scene, Have it "cued" (yea, we have used this for a few years....) and we will play it on our screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We'll all go home with cupid's love dust in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hope you and your Valentine will be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See isn't she good!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vk6J2nCII/AAAAAAAAAUo/HQXwhptMs3Q/s1600-h/PWD+Vday+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168976685066291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vk6J2nCII/AAAAAAAAAUo/HQXwhptMs3Q/s320/PWD+Vday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone is invited to bring a favorite romantic movie with a favorite scene picked out. After everyone has arrived and has had a few appetizers and we sit down at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vk652nCKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D-Uxh3DP83g/s1600-h/PWD+Vday+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168976697951193250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vk652nCKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D-Uxh3DP83g/s320/PWD+Vday+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I usually have little hearts next to the gift box at each place on the table. The hearts each have silly characteristics on them. Everyone has to "act" them out without telling others what their "thing" is. Some of the things we have done are :&lt;br /&gt;*you have a different laugh everytime you laugh&lt;br /&gt;* you think you are Elvis&lt;br /&gt;*you are obsessed with Pink and want to talk about PINK,&lt;br /&gt;* each time you hear anyone mention PINK you break out in song&lt;br /&gt;You could do ANYTHING!!! It really does end up being funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we eat dessert on the couch and watch a few love scences. This year we watched clips from Gone with the Wind, Casablanca, Pride and Predjudice, Walk the Line and The Jerk. It is really a fun party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year our menu was:&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Glazed Chicken Bites&lt;br /&gt;Baked Camembre in Phyllo dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvety Asparagas Soup&lt;br /&gt;Goat Cheese Salad&lt;br /&gt;Scallops in a creamy chive sauce&lt;br /&gt;Mini heart shaped chocolate cheese cakes for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to be better and take more pictures next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our family valentines....we do the cuting and pasting and folding just like you. I am still working on the documenting part of being an official"blogger" In my furry to make it a cute, fun and memorable activity I forget to take the pictures!!! Then I think AWW MANNNN that would have been good on the blog...BUT Tammie, Cindy, Amie, Brandi and Kelli are inspiring me with their take on life and how to share it!!! I aspire to be more like YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is One thing you may not do is decorate your toilet paper!!! In Japan I found decorative toilet paper. So we even have happy v-day hineys at our house!! tee hee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168976689361258642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vk6Z2nCJI/AAAAAAAAAUw/mlnJnj4Fwvw/s320/PWD+Vday+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5417146791729985075?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5417146791729985075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5417146791729985075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5417146791729985075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5417146791729985075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines_13.html' title='Valentines!!!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R7vkTZ2nCHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/arC6xzFySLA/s72-c/PWD+Vday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1810248813926311163</id><published>2008-01-27T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:32:08.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She thinks my tractor's sexy!!</title><content type='html'>The kids had the day off on Friday. It was fun to hang out and have fun.  Git yer foot tap'n and turn the volume up high, so you can hear! &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNsoBNiP17c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec2d1e07dd637e63" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec2d1e07dd637e63%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FD0CDE5FFB5E87CC7EFE9F6873547A690B1E765.D80DCEF9087B4EDD68075B1E70F532152BD14F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec2d1e07dd637e63%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0f9ujxAoKyqOsrqpf9md8esy3Y8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec2d1e07dd637e63%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FD0CDE5FFB5E87CC7EFE9F6873547A690B1E765.D80DCEF9087B4EDD68075B1E70F532152BD14F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec2d1e07dd637e63%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0f9ujxAoKyqOsrqpf9md8esy3Y8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1810248813926311163?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ec2d1e07dd637e63&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1810248813926311163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1810248813926311163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1810248813926311163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1810248813926311163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/she-thinks-my-tractors-sexy.html' title='She thinks my tractor&apos;s sexy!!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-4143321035633224213</id><published>2008-01-22T22:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:47.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omochi Pounding</title><content type='html'>Tara Grace's class did Omochi pounding today. It is sticky rice that is soaked in water over night.  The they put it in these big wooden "bowls" and literally pound it.  It is a tradition early in the new year.  When it is done it is like a dough--kind of....It is really thick and sticky. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158554459843519010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd8zV64iI/AAAAAAAAASo/j8AEOtiIvrY/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd9TV64jI/AAAAAAAAASw/o9pjvNwemTQ/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158554468433453618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd9TV64jI/AAAAAAAAASw/o9pjvNwemTQ/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids traditionally dressed for some omochi pounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd-TV64kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_eJdLaIry1U/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158554485613322818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd-TV64kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_eJdLaIry1U/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In between poudning they soak the mallets in water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd_DV64lI/AAAAAAAAATA/m-A1rRXeWzc/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158554498498224722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd_DV64lI/AAAAAAAAATA/m-A1rRXeWzc/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then when it is done, they eat it.  It may be wrapped in seaweed like sushi or rolled in something that looks like corn meal, but tastes more like peanutbutter.  One had some kind of tiny rasin-looking beans and was a bit sweet tasting (Tara, I am sure it had NO sugar in it!!! so don' worry about me!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5beADV64mI/AAAAAAAAATI/DA4g_jaXi74/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158554515678093922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5beADV64mI/AAAAAAAAATI/DA4g_jaXi74/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It does not really look tastey, but it is pretty good.  The kids really like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tradition is to welcome good luck and happiness into the new year. Everyone is yelling something like "Yusho" over and over again. I asked one of the Japanese moms what it means. She said something like "cheer up". So have a look at Tara Grace giving it a try....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db4ffc9872f0276e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=db4ffc9872f0276e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4143321035633224213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=4143321035633224213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4143321035633224213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4143321035633224213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/omochi-pounding.html' title='Omochi Pounding'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bd8zV64iI/AAAAAAAAASo/j8AEOtiIvrY/s72-c/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-2668703219131543199</id><published>2008-01-22T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:47.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Tokyo!!!</title><content type='html'>The Georgia Snow arrived in Tokyo today!! Yeah!!  It has snowed for the entire day, but there is hardly any on the ground.  These pictures are all on my way to Tara Grace's school....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158545753944810002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bWCDV64hI/AAAAAAAAASg/6s6WuZqy4rw/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A corner in an area called Harajuku (yeah, like the Gwen Stefani song). The billboard is a GAP ad on the GAP store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSUTV64dI/AAAAAAAAASA/DkSlxuajz-8/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158541669430911442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSUTV64dI/AAAAAAAAASA/DkSlxuajz-8/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSVTV64eI/AAAAAAAAASI/T1rQfeEvJnE/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158541686610780642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSVTV64eI/AAAAAAAAASI/T1rQfeEvJnE/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        This is the edge of Yoyogi Park, close to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSWDV64fI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2WFRGyuSQ3Y/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158541699495682546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSWDV64fI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2WFRGyuSQ3Y/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           There is a Cemetary in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSWzV64gI/AAAAAAAAASY/SoJRi63oPCA/s1600-h/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158541712380584450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bSWzV64gI/AAAAAAAAASY/SoJRi63oPCA/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-2668703219131543199?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2668703219131543199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=2668703219131543199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2668703219131543199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2668703219131543199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-in-tokyo.html' title='Snow in Tokyo!!!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bWCDV64hI/AAAAAAAAASg/6s6WuZqy4rw/s72-c/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-3284060154301483554</id><published>2008-01-22T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:49.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Grocery Store'/><title type='text'>The Grocery Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158570149359051378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bsODV64nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9mcgwhUc9-s/s320/08+January+075.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Aaron and I decided we did not want to make the hour trip to Costco this morning so we would just get what we needed at the local grocery store. Here were are just a couple of blocks from our house SITTING in traffic. UGH!! This is unfortunatly so very common. It was cold and I did not wear my hat and gloves since we were driving or I would have jumped out of the car and walked to the store and met him there. CRAZY!! Isn't the view lovely?!! HA! We ended up spending most of our day runnig from one store to the next to get the list..Oh well you got some pictures to see now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These pictures below were taken at "the cheep grocery store". I have to go to three or four different places to get all of the things on the list. But I will describe the process at OK discount grocery. I can actually park there. This is a novelty, but we like to go there for several reasons. One is that I can park there ~which when I am "stocking up" for our family of 6 is a nice thing. We also like to go ther because the prices are better than a lot of other places. As I pull up to the grocery store. There is usually a man standing there on the street. He very often is holding a sign. You see, there are only about 10 parking places at OK. If you don't have one, there are not many other places to park. I assume the sign says "full" or something like that?? But rememeber I am just guessing. It all looks like chicken scratch to me... If I really lucky, he me pull into the "lot" and wait, but even then there is only room for one car to wait. If it is full I have to do a few laps around the area in hopes that someone is finishing up at the ol' OK. If it is full and I am luck, my friend in uniform will direct me into the waiting spot. When someone leaves, another man in uniform working in the lot and not on the street will wave his arms and white gloved hands to usher me into my coveted parking spot. He will then push a button on the parking machine, walk over to me and with his white gloved hands very politey greet me with a slight bow (it sounds polite anyway) and wave his arms as if I were a queen of sheba and direct me to the entrance of the store. Once inside, I immediately go to the escalator downstairs. The only thing on the floor I have just walked onto is the four or five cash registers. So down I go to get myself a shopping cart. And you must not really think of the shopping carts at the super Walmart or at Publix, no no no!!! These carts have baskets that I first pick up and then put on the my cart. There are all kinds of things you will observe about this grocery experience. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158595605630214914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5cDXzV64wI/AAAAAAAAAUY/NzWC0oK8-Qs/s320/08+January+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above is our shopping cart.  The baskets are picked up separately from the cart. So you could just carry the basket around like you do at Target when you do have alot of stuff to buy.  The bottom "basket" is ours we brought from home. It collapses down and so is nice to use in the car or anywhere.  We ar just making use of every spot on the tiny cart. NO ONE buys this much stuff...even at Costco they walk out with three or four items in their cart.  We are quite a sight and turn many heads with our load. Especially as I take pictures as I am walking through the store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5XfmpN935I/AAAAAAAAARI/FVCFMA-Graw/s1600-h/08+January+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158274803215228818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5XfmpN935I/AAAAAAAAARI/FVCFMA-Graw/s320/08+January+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Octopus and Squid---pretty average stuff, egh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5XfnJN936I/AAAAAAAAARQ/16EH16rhfSE/s1600-h/08+January+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158274811805163426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5XfnJN936I/AAAAAAAAARQ/16EH16rhfSE/s320/08+January+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can somebody tell me what aisle the Cheerios are on PLEASE?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158571734201983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5btqTV64oI/AAAAAAAAATY/7sA3IVzxnr0/s320/08+January+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have not idea what this is or what most of the stuff is in the store ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158571742791918226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5btqzV64pI/AAAAAAAAATg/j65ugRPTbWE/s320/08+January+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This I see stuff everywhere...it is some kind of dried fish...there are hundereds of the ENTIRE fish is in this bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is one of the many interesting vegetables we see at the Japanese grocery stores. I dont really know what this is, but I have tasted it. It is pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158571747086885538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5btrDV64qI/AAAAAAAAATo/rfBCmT5sdf4/s320/08+January+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below are pickled plums...wanna bite?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158571772856689346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5btsjV64sI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xqxgYA6OyQA/s320/08+January+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158571764266754738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5btsDV64rI/AAAAAAAAATw/4yL8-M1NIZo/s320/08+January+077.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above is a cooler of fish staring at the shoppers as they just lay there on the ice. I did not take any of them home...I guess we could have gotten a new pet??'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know how the Japanese are big on handbags. Well I think they are so in to any kind of bag...they are just BAG people...NO they are package people. They are so garabage concious but you get packages inside of packages. Every thing is packaged....Apples each individually wrapped (see the price at the "cheep" grocery store about 186 yen per apple that is about $1.86 for one apple AT THE CHEEPEST store around!!??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158590395834884818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5b-ojV64tI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mI_UHknOto8/s320/08+January+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Below is another example...this is mayonaise. Two different kinds on the shelves. The bottle of mayonaise is then put in a package. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158590413014754018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5b-pjV64uI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZnKuQ06hUGg/s320/08+January+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158590438784557810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5b-rDV64vI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EAOJLRbN6Rk/s320/Snow,+store+windows,+omochi+pounding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just took a picture of my groceries on my kitchen counter so you could see EVERYTHING is in a package...asparagus, bellpeppers, green onions, bananas, cilantro, lettuce---everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-3284060154301483554?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3284060154301483554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=3284060154301483554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3284060154301483554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3284060154301483554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/grocery-store.html' title='The Grocery Store'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R5bsODV64nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9mcgwhUc9-s/s72-c/08+January+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5502224643216509638</id><published>2008-01-02T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:50.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years at Meji Shrine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39w15N93qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/xH0-r6dZXkk/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960569929916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39w15N93qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/xH0-r6dZXkk/s320/Christmas+break+07+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Praying at the foot of the alter of the shrine on January 2nd for the New Year. It does not usually have the white barrier you see or the orange cones. That is just because of the emmense number of people that come to visit. They even have a GIGANTIC tv screen to watch as you stand in line to get to the foot of the shrine...how nice of them. Again this is a time when I was closer to people I don't know than I could ever imagine being before I moved to Tokyo.....but when in Rome.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39w2JN93rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WRcXAwmRpPI/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960574224883378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39w2JN93rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/WRcXAwmRpPI/s320/Christmas+break+07+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you are suppose to wash your hands and rinse your mouth. I think it has too do with making your self clean for the Gods??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wXpN93lI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qING9LPWIVk/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960050238873170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wXpN93lI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qING9LPWIVk/s320/Christmas+break+07+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crowds of people go to the shrine for New Years. It is the Japanese tradition to go to the Shrine and pray to the Gods for a properous new year. This is one of the most visited shrines in Tokyo and we can just walk there. We had to go....Aaron said it would be like living in New York City and never going to see the big apple drop...something you just have to do see at least once...We were just standing in the middle of the crowds of people and Aaron held up the camera and took a picture of the people behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wYJN93mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1arc7ErSFFA/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960058828807778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wYJN93mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1arc7ErSFFA/s320/Christmas+break+07+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SOOO many people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wYZN93nI/AAAAAAAAAOs/buXpKBPTEb8/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wY5N93oI/AAAAAAAAAO0/odWhtmX0S4I/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960071713709698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wY5N93oI/AAAAAAAAAO0/odWhtmX0S4I/s320/Christmas+break+07+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they buy these boards and write their wishes for the New Year and leave them for the Gods to make happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wZZN93pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_T1SXj4_-Qk/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151960080303644306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39wZZN93pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_T1SXj4_-Qk/s320/Christmas+break+07+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If the get a 'bad' fortune, they will fold it properly and tie it on one of these lines...here are many fortunes that people do not want to come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5502224643216509638?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5502224643216509638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5502224643216509638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5502224643216509638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5502224643216509638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-at-meji-shrine.html' title='New Years at Meji Shrine'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39w15N93qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/xH0-r6dZXkk/s72-c/Christmas+break+07+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6432583459333335149</id><published>2007-12-26T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:51.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing the day after Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uMJN93gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mBiN7e6Ab28/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151957653647121922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uMJN93gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mBiN7e6Ab28/s320/Christmas+break+07+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guma for skiiing the day after Christmas was Perfect! The weather was beautiful and the slopes and the snow were not overly crowed. It was beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uMpN93hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XlyotPWDBP0/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151957662237056530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uMpN93hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/XlyotPWDBP0/s320/Christmas+break+07+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob warming up the slopes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uM5N93iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5jzFAcSFnfI/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151957666532023842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uM5N93iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5jzFAcSFnfI/s320/Christmas+break+07+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wendy the snow bunny.... ha ha ha!!! I spent most of the time on my hiney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uNZN93jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_S46hj9VySE/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151957675121958450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uNZN93jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_S46hj9VySE/s320/Christmas+break+07+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron was the pro of the bunch!! Cloe was so brave and amazing as she went down the "beginner" slope. It was really steep and quite a challenge for a first time skiier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uNpN93kI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Hu5cXSZLF6U/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151957679416925762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uNpN93kI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Hu5cXSZLF6U/s320/Christmas+break+07+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preston, Tara Grace and Jacob having fun in the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6432583459333335149?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6432583459333335149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6432583459333335149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6432583459333335149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6432583459333335149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/skiing-day-after-christmas.html' title='Skiing the day after Christmas'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39uMJN93gI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mBiN7e6Ab28/s72-c/Christmas+break+07+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-4535803920102022112</id><published>2007-12-25T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:51.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39smZN93cI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCbUkR6RmHg/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151955905595432386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39smZN93cI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCbUkR6RmHg/s320/Christmas+break+07+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39sm5N93dI/AAAAAAAAANc/fxhbzOVPLHk/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151955914185366994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39sm5N93dI/AAAAAAAAANc/fxhbzOVPLHk/s320/Christmas+break+07+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids anxiously waiting for the OK to come downstairs ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39snJN93eI/AAAAAAAAANk/VP1YGu40ebM/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151955918480334306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39snJN93eI/AAAAAAAAANk/VP1YGu40ebM/s320/Christmas+break+07+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what Santa brought!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39snpN93fI/AAAAAAAAANs/DX0pkEUQuZY/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even had our Traditional Christmas day SOUTHERN breakfast...even in Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-4535803920102022112?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4535803920102022112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=4535803920102022112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4535803920102022112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4535803920102022112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-day-in-tokyo.html' title='Christmas Day in Tokyo'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39smZN93cI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCbUkR6RmHg/s72-c/Christmas+break+07+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-8171610028833476611</id><published>2007-12-23T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:51.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditional Christmas Story Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pfpN93ZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/exK2mJgFnFc/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151952491096432018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pfpN93ZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/exK2mJgFnFc/s320/Christmas+break+07+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Frazier family brought a great Japanese Christmas story to share with us. It was about a boy growing up in Japan. His mother had grown up in the US and so she was introducing her son to Christmas with a bonsai tree and paper cranes. it is called A TREE OF CRANES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pgJN93aI/AAAAAAAAANE/X0_4CRWa2Lc/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151952499686366626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pgJN93aI/AAAAAAAAANE/X0_4CRWa2Lc/s320/Christmas+break+07+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron reading from Luke 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pgZN93bI/AAAAAAAAANM/LX8PERBltwI/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151952503981333938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pgZN93bI/AAAAAAAAANM/LX8PERBltwI/s320/Christmas+break+07+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not so traditionally at this event, but we ended with a game of SEQUENCE. After a few brief intstructions, here is another family of Sequence lovers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-8171610028833476611?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8171610028833476611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=8171610028833476611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/8171610028833476611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/8171610028833476611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/traditional-christmas-story-party.html' title='Traditional Christmas Story Party'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39pfpN93ZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/exK2mJgFnFc/s72-c/Christmas+break+07+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5411441773260757892</id><published>2007-12-15T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:52.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break!! Odawara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ln5N93TI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b6qv84O1JHc/s1600-h/December+07+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151948234783841586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ln5N93TI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b6qv84O1JHc/s320/December+07+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Odawara Castle~our second castle find. We were on our way to Hakone and saw a sign for a "jo" which we have quickly learned is castle. We got off our trek and made a stop here. It was a really cool stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lppN93UI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Sm2uQl8yOCw/s1600-h/December+07+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151948264848612674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lppN93UI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Sm2uQl8yOCw/s320/December+07+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is the hut outside the castle for us all to pick a samari and samari-et?? outfit and take pictures. It was fun. Aaron makes a great samari warrior, don't you think?? The funniest thing was each of the boys, including Aaron had REAL swords with their get'ups?? That would never happen in the US!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lqJN93VI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fip5QOVtt7E/s1600-h/December+07+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151948273438547282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lqJN93VI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fip5QOVtt7E/s320/December+07+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lsZN93WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uoNqvIY7McA/s1600-h/December+07+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151948312093252962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39lsZN93WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uoNqvIY7McA/s320/December+07+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once we made it to Hakone, we went to an Open Air Museum. It was amazing. It was so fun for all of us to play on the "art work" and sculptures. This is called a net castle. You can actually climb up in the net and climb around. The hanging bits are balls inside the netting that you can climb on too. See dont you want to come and visit!! There are some cool things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ls5N93XI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RlPbWkrTCg4/s1600-h/December+07+271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151948320683187570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ls5N93XI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RlPbWkrTCg4/s320/December+07+271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the Open Air Museum there is a hot foot bath. This is all from natural springs. It was sooo cold outside, but we stripped our shoes and socks off and enjoyed the 95 degree hot springs. It was great fun in Hakone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5411441773260757892?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5411441773260757892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5411441773260757892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5411441773260757892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5411441773260757892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-break-odawara.html' title='Christmas Break!! Odawara'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ln5N93TI/AAAAAAAAAMM/b6qv84O1JHc/s72-c/December+07+233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-4571795434946933006</id><published>2007-12-12T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:52.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39n2ZN93YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-hDZK7YGLDc/s1600-h/Christmas+break+07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151950682915200386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39n2ZN93YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-hDZK7YGLDc/s320/Christmas+break+07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Minami is in our ward here in Tokyo. He is from Tonga. We went to see him practice Sumo at the sumo "stable". We went with the Pappenfuss family. They have 5 childern. All 9 of the kids were absolutely SILENT throughout the entire hour of the practice. We wondered why they aren't that quiet at chruch on Sundays?? You can completely tell the hierarchy with the sumo wrestlers and they all are strickly obedient/subservient to the master trainer. We were just few feet away from the wresters. They yell and slap their legs as they are training. Initially it is really quite intimidating.  I will post more pictures from sumo soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-4571795434946933006?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4571795434946933006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=4571795434946933006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4571795434946933006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4571795434946933006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/sumo.html' title='SUMO'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39n2ZN93YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-hDZK7YGLDc/s72-c/Christmas+break+07+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6800025752746595832</id><published>2007-12-10T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:52.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron's Crazy Office Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuTpN93vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gWIdzlIdtcY/s1600-h/December+07+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152239257472851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuTpN93vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gWIdzlIdtcY/s320/December+07+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at Aaron's office Christmas party. The entire family was invited to come. It was exciting for us bring the whole gang along. Every single minute of the party was planned and organized. It started at exactly 6:30 and ended promptly at 9:30 when the lights were turned up and everyone filed out to collect their coats...just like that.... There were many performances all done by E&amp;amp;Y employees. Some other performances were more "normal" for an office party, but this you see in the pictures was nuts and so of coarse more interesting to share with you!! As you can see a couple from photo there are a couple of the men that stripped down to their undies and one was wearing a crazy afro wig. They had this chorographed dance and all of the "performers" were in step....it was very interesting. Right before 9:30, a group went up on the stage and tossed the boss in the air a few times and everyone called it a night.....It looks like this is a typical Japanese Christmas Office Party???  In general on the streets and in public the Japanese are very reserved, polite and quiet.  The tend to dress in very neutral colors, similar to eachother...and typically seem to try to blend in and not to make noise or wear anything that would make them stand out.  Perhaps these situations give them the opportunity to be in the spotlight and then they break loose.........or bust a move or loose their pants or heads or who know????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuT5N93wI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hR_fL_qm_XA/s1600-h/December+07+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152239261767819010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuT5N93wI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hR_fL_qm_XA/s320/December+07+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuUpN93xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/375X8O6-S74/s1600-h/December+07+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152239274652720914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuUpN93xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/375X8O6-S74/s320/December+07+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6800025752746595832?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6800025752746595832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6800025752746595832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6800025752746595832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6800025752746595832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2007/12/aarons-crazy-office-party.html' title='Aaron&apos;s Crazy Office Party'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BuTpN93vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gWIdzlIdtcY/s72-c/December+07+214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-945315577946556306</id><published>2007-12-08T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:53.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Preston/Carolling in Shibuya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hW5N93QI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BSL5KM0Rwxw/s1600-h/December+07+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151943544679554306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hW5N93QI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BSL5KM0Rwxw/s320/December+07+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was Preston's 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and a year for a family party. Typically this means...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family at&lt;/span&gt; the party, fun, maybe a bit better gifts since not as much fun and effort is going into the party. Preston's new friend Timothy is moving away at the end of the school year. So Preston very logically presented his case for Timothy to come over and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leim&lt;/span&gt; too of coarse. We had a low key celebration. But I think it was exactly what Preston wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hXZN93RI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6a0BX1kXBvs/s1600-h/December+07+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151943553269488914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hXZN93RI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6a0BX1kXBvs/s320/December+07+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a church Stake...four wards/congregations of youth were invited to get together and go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carolling&lt;/span&gt; in one of the busiest train stations in Tokyo. It was really neat event. Remember that Japan is not a Christian society. There are trees and decorations for Christmas, but typically not in celebration of Christ, but simply to be festive and the retailers hope for increased sales as the Asians begin to "celebrate" by buying more and maybe giving a girlfriend or boyfriend a gift. It was explained to me as being a bit like Valentines for the US...a nice holiday for couples to go out and buy gifts...So here are 60 or so mostly non-Asian looking people in a very busy area of Tokyo on a Friday evening singing Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;carols&lt;/span&gt;. It was amazing to watch the reactions of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;passerbys&lt;/span&gt;. Some would take their earphones out of their ears as they passed by just to hear what it was we were doing, some would stop and listen at length, flowers were bought and given to us, some people would just look at us from the corner of their eyes, some would openly smile, but most were really curious to say the least. We were able to share some of the true spirit of Christmas. The missionaries and other Japanese speakers were there. Many of the kids were handing out pamphlets about the church and Christ. It was really fun to see Cloe and some of her friends slowly get over their hesitation about approaching people to hand them a pamphlet to the point that when we decided to wrap it up, they did not want to stop. It was great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hX5N93SI/AAAAAAAAAME/0owXM2ZhG38/s1600-h/December+07+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-945315577946556306?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/945315577946556306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=945315577946556306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/945315577946556306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/945315577946556306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-bday-prestoncarolling-in-shibuya.html' title='Happy Bday Preston/Carolling in Shibuya'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39hW5N93QI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BSL5KM0Rwxw/s72-c/December+07+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-9178790212545406020</id><published>2007-12-03T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:54.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEY Tokyo Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxoZN93yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UcTKstIFwwI/s1600-h/December+07+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152242912490020642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxoZN93yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UcTKstIFwwI/s320/December+07+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron just HAD to check Disney off of his list of things to do so here we go to try Disney for a second time. We were told about this web site that we could check the attendance from the prior year. It worked for us!! This was a great time!!! Right from the entrance..........Jacob gets the proper attention from Smee. It was all in all a great Disney experience....a stark contrast from our first visit ....thank goodness!! The boys and I got to ride Space Mountain (several times), Thunder Mountain, and all of us enjoyed the Halloween Haunted House, Pirates of the Carribean (twice!), It's a Small world, etc...it was a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxpJN93zI/AAAAAAAAAQY/69VZnYW5-h0/s1600-h/December+07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152242925374922546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxpJN93zI/AAAAAAAAAQY/69VZnYW5-h0/s320/December+07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron and his most compatible character....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxpZN930I/AAAAAAAAAQg/8dVEPehAFbY/s1600-h/December+07+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152242929669889858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxpZN930I/AAAAAAAAAQg/8dVEPehAFbY/s320/December+07+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spinning Tea cups Cloe, Preston and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4Bxp5N931I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gv12_0tEDBY/s1600-h/December+07+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152242938259824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4Bxp5N931I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gv12_0tEDBY/s320/December+07+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxqJN932I/AAAAAAAAAQw/_7aIeuOdHkY/s1600-h/December+07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152242942554791778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxqJN932I/AAAAAAAAAQw/_7aIeuOdHkY/s320/December+07+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-9178790212545406020?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9178790212545406020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=9178790212545406020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/9178790212545406020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/9178790212545406020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/disney-fun-take-2.html' title='DISNEY Tokyo Take 2'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4BxoZN93yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UcTKstIFwwI/s72-c/December+07+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-9064638545365483131</id><published>2007-12-01T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:54.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ct5N93NI/AAAAAAAAALc/8z6C_-xn3PM/s1600-h/December+07+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151938442258406610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ct5N93NI/AAAAAAAAALc/8z6C_-xn3PM/s320/December+07+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a driver and a extra big van pick us up from the airport in Tokyo. As you can see we did a little bit of shopping while in Georgia. We hardly had room to sit in the van with all of the luggage. He was so patient as we loaded our CHRISTMAS tree into the van.....YES...we bought an aritifical, pre lit tree. The real ones are more that $400 in Tokyo and the artificial ones are expensive and not as nice as what we were seeing in the US. We checked into sending it by mail...it was $600 to ship. SOOOO we just brought it with us on the plane. It only cost us $100. The airport people did not even blink. It was unbelievably easy....our trip home really could not have gone better. We were prepared for all kinds of problems, but it was perfectly smooth. Even with a Christmas tree in tow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with Family for Thankgiving was such a treat. We were all feeling a bit homesick. Missing a week and four days of school was a bit of a challenge for the kids upon returning, but it all turned out well. We love Georgia and our friends and family there. It was nice to come back to Tokyo......being away and then comeing back made it feel more like home....it was a good thing for us all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39cuJN93OI/AAAAAAAAALk/X0f1IlBGbtw/s1600-h/December+07+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151938446553373922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39cuJN93OI/AAAAAAAAALk/X0f1IlBGbtw/s320/December+07+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the first events after getting back was Winterfest....a huge school sponsored event. One thing we did was the kimono dressing. This is Tara Grace all made up and ready in her kimono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39cuZN93PI/AAAAAAAAALs/IAyPTEq-Pt4/s1600-h/December+07+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151938450848341234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39cuZN93PI/AAAAAAAAALs/IAyPTEq-Pt4/s320/December+07+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids are all dressed in age appropriate attire. The kids wear different kimonos and things are tied differently based on their age....how cool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-9064638545365483131?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9064638545365483131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=9064638545365483131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/9064638545365483131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/9064638545365483131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-tokyo.html' title='Back to Tokyo'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39ct5N93NI/AAAAAAAAALc/8z6C_-xn3PM/s72-c/December+07+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5011046654595793356</id><published>2007-11-10T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:55.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting with Family and Friends in Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aNZN93II/AAAAAAAAAK0/MpJlYwrmiLM/s1600-h/December+07+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151935684889402498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aNZN93II/AAAAAAAAAK0/MpJlYwrmiLM/s320/December+07+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AnnaLea&lt;/span&gt; choreographed a wonderful show with many of the cousins. It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aN5N93JI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OkZou3mhq8s/s1600-h/December+07+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151935693479337106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aN5N93JI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OkZou3mhq8s/s320/December+07+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NEESIE&lt;/span&gt; was gracious enough to allow Cloe to have two of her sisterhood friends over to spend the night during our visit. This is Abbie, Sarah and Cloe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aOZN93KI/AAAAAAAAALE/sB9HOn7ZGpA/s1600-h/December+07+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151935702069271714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aOZN93KI/AAAAAAAAALE/sB9HOn7ZGpA/s320/December+07+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelli cutting into her fabulous cheese cake!! One of her many delicious concoctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aO5N93LI/AAAAAAAAALM/vy9i1GrRRTs/s1600-h/December+07+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151935710659206322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aO5N93LI/AAAAAAAAALM/vy9i1GrRRTs/s320/December+07+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tara and Tawni....who do you think is more excited about the princesses???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aPZN93MI/AAAAAAAAALU/DOdboyRHmbw/s1600-h/December+07+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151935719249140930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aPZN93MI/AAAAAAAAALU/DOdboyRHmbw/s320/December+07+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The traditional sequence tourney....if only I had gotten a pic of when they had two games going on this table. If you got a picture of it, I would love to have one!! Here is Rob and Aaron....the absolute LEAST competitive of the bunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5011046654595793356?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5011046654595793356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5011046654595793356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5011046654595793356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5011046654595793356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/visiting-with-family-and-friends-in.html' title='Visiting with Family and Friends in Georgia'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39aNZN93II/AAAAAAAAAK0/MpJlYwrmiLM/s72-c/December+07+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-3961837410417669620</id><published>2007-11-10T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:56.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XuJN93DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NTtCd9mXKas/s1600-h/December+07+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151932948995234866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XuJN93DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NTtCd9mXKas/s320/December+07+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It may look like Christmas, but Santa came to see us in GA on Thanksgiving!! In fact Grandpa Gagnon is one of Santa's helpers this year!! He is also knowns as Santa Bob!! Here he is with the grandkids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XuZN93EI/AAAAAAAAAKU/shVW6XhfT3w/s1600-h/December+07+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151932953290202178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XuZN93EI/AAAAAAAAAKU/shVW6XhfT3w/s320/December+07+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sister in laws could not resist a photo op with Santa too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Xu5N93FI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DaiAR6wt6xM/s1600-h/December+07+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151932961880136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Xu5N93FI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DaiAR6wt6xM/s320/December+07+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE BROTHERS with Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XvZN93GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/CNV-UKOXqoc/s1600-h/December+07+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151932970470071394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XvZN93GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/CNV-UKOXqoc/s320/December+07+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tara and River...hanging out at Denise's--our annual day after Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving. It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Xv5N93HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oQ2jyYwr4lg/s1600-h/December+07+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151932979060006002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Xv5N93HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oQ2jyYwr4lg/s320/December+07+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our family gatherings was at the Higginbothams....Janessa (my cousin) got her mission call to Madrid, Spain. It was so cool that we were all able to be there when she opened her letter to see where in the world she would go...she will report to the Misson Training Center in early 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-3961837410417669620?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3961837410417669620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=3961837410417669620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3961837410417669620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3961837410417669620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanksgiving-in-georgia.html' title='Thanksgiving in Georgia'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39XuJN93DI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NTtCd9mXKas/s72-c/December+07+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5447866849231310288</id><published>2007-11-08T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:56.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Q15N92_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/a7s9pAQDu3U/s1600-h/granddad"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151925385557826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Q15N92_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/a7s9pAQDu3U/s320/granddad" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In November Grandad died. We found out on Thursday and hopped on a plane headed for Atlanta on Friday. I miss him. Eric did such a fantastic job with the eulogy. I laughed, cried and just generally loved the whole thing. It was so great!! Grandad has left us each with such a legacy of missionary work, family first, the undeniable value of relationships, service to others...and so much more. If you have a favorite memory to share or want to post one of Grandad's personal cliche's, just leave a comment here. DON'T FORGET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5447866849231310288?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5447866849231310288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5447866849231310288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5447866849231310288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5447866849231310288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/grandad.html' title='Grandad'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Q15N92_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/a7s9pAQDu3U/s72-c/granddad' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1593004527841099842</id><published>2007-11-05T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:56.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney BUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39KuJN929I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kmo-FEt_eqI/s1600-h/October+07+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151918655344073682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39KuJN929I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kmo-FEt_eqI/s320/October+07+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In October the kids had a few days off. We had been told that these days were not a Japanese holidays so they would be good days to go to Disney World. OH MY!! Was that ever the wrong info...It was a total BUST!! We waited a bit to buy tickets...not too uncommon right??!!When we got inside....ugh! There were lines to get into the lines....The Characters were there with lines to say hello to them. Jacob really likes Smee from Peter Pan. We followed him around (not too popular of a character so he should not be too difficult, right??). He was totally ignoring us. Everytime we got close he would pose with someone else and turn his back to us. We gave up and told Jacob just to pose in the area of Smee and this is the best we could come up with.... The people you see in the photo above beside Smee are not actually park employees. It was Halloween and so I think everyone felt obligated to dress up too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Ku5N92-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/_10u5PJ8uIc/s1600-h/October+07+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151918668228975586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39Ku5N92-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/_10u5PJ8uIc/s320/October+07+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the numbers of people. There was a wait for about 2 hours and 20 minutes for Pirates of the Carribean. We did not ride one ride...BUST!!!!!!!!!!At least we left early enough that we were able to go out to lunch and enjoy the rest of the day at home relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1593004527841099842?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1593004527841099842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1593004527841099842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1593004527841099842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1593004527841099842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-october-kids-had-few-days-off.html' title='Disney BUST'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39KuJN929I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kmo-FEt_eqI/s72-c/October+07+185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-2154421244684632085</id><published>2007-11-04T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:56.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding the Tokyo Homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4B9XJN933I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/GaU_n26weLM/s1600-h/October+07+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152255810276810610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4B9XJN933I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/GaU_n26weLM/s320/October+07+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the room mom for Preston's 5th grade class. Every year they do what they call the ASIJ Rice Project. Each grade takes a turn making rice balls with pickled plums in the center of them, sounds tastey, huh?!! They are called onigiri. On this Friday, Preston's class mates took turns coming into the faculty lounge and making the onigiri. They made hundreds of them. On the following Saturday we had the opportunity to go and help distribute the onigiri beside another organization that feeds the homeless each Saturday. I am told that the government claims there is no homeless problem in Tokyo so the churches and other charity minded organizations offer help and relief as they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38sTpN928I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WrB2BxvA5P8/s1600-h/October+07+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151885214728707010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38sTpN928I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WrB2BxvA5P8/s320/October+07+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday, we were not prepare for what we saw. There were hundreds and hundreds of homeless men. I don't know why there were no women, but there weren't... Aaron took Cloe and Tara Grace to Cloe's soccer game. So Preston, Jacob and I took about 125 onigiri on the train to get to Ueno Park. I had two big brown bags each of the boys had one. After a while the bags got really heavy, as you can imagine. We had to change trains a couple of times and then walk quite a ways to get to the park. I had to "ask" this older Japanese woman "Ueno Park?" The Japanese people are really so nice and willing to help...we could not really communicate in words, but we both got the idea and she walked us almost the entire way...When we got there all of our arms were tired and aching. The boys were able to pass out the rice balls with some of the other ASIJ students. It was very organized..the men were all in very straight lines and very polite. Many of the men were clean and well groomed, many were not so. The picture above is outside the park (we were asked in respect for the homeless not to take photos of them). The rolling carts with tarps are their belongings. They just push them around. After distributing all the onigiri and being relieved of the heavy bags, Jacob, Preston and I had our own parable come to life...serving others literally lightened our burdens!! On our way home we felt lighter in more than one way.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-2154421244684632085?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2154421244684632085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=2154421244684632085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2154421244684632085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2154421244684632085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-were-not-prepare-for-what-we-saw.html' title='Feeding the Tokyo Homeless'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R4B9XJN933I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/GaU_n26weLM/s72-c/October+07+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-4099320130326492677</id><published>2007-11-04T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:57.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo - out and about a little bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k35N92zI/AAAAAAAAAII/rf_cOdHttpY/s1600-h/October+07+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151877041405942578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k35N92zI/AAAAAAAAAII/rf_cOdHttpY/s320/October+07+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we call a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SQUATER&lt;/span&gt;...for reason that you can...well see...this is the typical public toilet..fun stuff!!I guess we see these 30-40 percent of the time. I think the Japanese like the "western" toilets better too.  There are also the very high tech toilets too. Japanese are really facinated with toilets. It is crazy to walk in a large public bathroom.  You quite likely will find stalls with toilets like these here, as well as "western toilet stalls, they will have urinals tucked away in a corner for the mothers that may bring their young sons in the bathroom with them...I guess this is to make them feel more comfortable in the ladies' bathroom...I haven't figured it all out yet...but bathrooms too are a whole new culture in Japan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k4ZN920I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qxV9Krp-f6g/s1600-h/October+07+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151877049995877186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k4ZN920I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qxV9Krp-f6g/s320/October+07+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many...I may even venture to say MOST of the young hip Japanese men carry what we refer to as a MAN BAG...I keep trying to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aaron to&lt;/span&gt; get one whenever he hands me his "stuff" to put into my woman bag.....he has not jumped on board yet....I will keep you posted on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k45N921I/AAAAAAAAAIY/GoH6QzfFs0s/s1600-h/October+07+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151877058585811794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k45N921I/AAAAAAAAAIY/GoH6QzfFs0s/s320/October+07+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DRIVING....OH MY!! What an adventure...As I drive on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; left/wrong side of the road...something happens to my brain...It is just weird...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know the difference between the blinker and the windshield wipers ( I am constantly turning one on for the other...they are on opposite sides). There is tons of traffic, but not only other cars...we deal with hundreds of pedestrians on the route to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre-&lt;/span&gt; school or church.  There are moped, motorcyclists, bicyclists, and of coarse taxis ---they are a breed of drivers all by themselves....The signs are in "E&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nglish&lt;/span&gt;"-- sort of and Japanese.    Thank goodness Aaron sprung for a navigation...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think I would go ANYWHERE here without it!!! The highway is about 10 stories high through the city. So as you travel along the highway you are looking at buildings several stories high and it has a very limited access. It is like a bit like being on a very long bridge with few opportunities to get off the bridge.   There are then the surface streets.  Of coarse there are also the underground roads.  These road  go over or under the surface streets to avoid the traffic lights and intersections. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; as you go down the road there are exits on your left and right,  going up and down. ...The navigation will sometimes say "take the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; right". It does not mean take the second road on your right...it means as you are in the intersection and there are more than one way to turn RIGHT....it is just nuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There poles in the tarmac...not on the sidewalk or off the road but right there in what seems to be the driving path..go figure!! On any given street the left lane seems to be for "parking".  When the blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;collar&lt;/span&gt; workers, taxi drives, delivery people, etc need a nap sometime during their work day, they pull their car, van, taxi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;delivery&lt;/span&gt; truck over in the left driving lane and PARK there ....It really feels a bit like the game FROGGER.?? ANYWAY.......THEN.....You get lights like the one you see here above...OH MY...what in the world am I supposed to do here!!??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt; is crazy...The first couple of times out by myself, I came home and had to lie down on the couch and rest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;my eyes&lt;/span&gt; for a few minutes.....Driving is a new culture of its own....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-4099320130326492677?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4099320130326492677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=4099320130326492677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4099320130326492677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4099320130326492677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-and-about-little-bit.html' title='Tokyo - out and about a little bit'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38k35N92zI/AAAAAAAAAII/rf_cOdHttpY/s72-c/October+07+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-5323851103524163916</id><published>2007-10-31T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:57.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TrJN93AI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Kq4SouOdNP4/s1600-h/December+07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151928499409116162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TrJN93AI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Kq4SouOdNP4/s320/December+07+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our house at Halloween. I have never seen such a celebration!! We passed out more that 1500 peices of candy. Our entire street was packed with Halloweeners. We had the Ison's (moved to Tokyo from Atlanta, but "from" Seattle") and the Cohen's (from Baltimore, Maryland) come over to our house and enjoy the fun. We all had chili and sat on our balcony watching the crowds, with our Monster Mash Mix blarring, and the kids handing out the candy...what could be better??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TrZN93BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/McNz98MFB4g/s1600-h/December+07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151928503704083474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TrZN93BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/McNz98MFB4g/s320/December+07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TsJN93CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OtcUKyekRXk/s1600-h/December+07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151928516588985378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TsJN93CI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OtcUKyekRXk/s320/December+07+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is not downtown Tokyo's night life. This is from our front balcony looking onto the street! Quite an neighborhood event....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never seen a Halloween Celebration like this one before!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-5323851103524163916?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5323851103524163916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=5323851103524163916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5323851103524163916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/5323851103524163916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R39TrJN93AI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Kq4SouOdNP4/s72-c/December+07+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6607759685140952662</id><published>2007-10-05T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:58.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara-Grace's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38MZ5N92UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1SNnwTpEKos/s1600-h/October+07+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151850137730799938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38MZ5N92UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1SNnwTpEKos/s320/October+07+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th Birthday Tara Grace!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38MaJN92VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5ZDQUe5MiKE/s1600-h/October+07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151850142025767250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38MaJN92VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5ZDQUe5MiKE/s320/October+07+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For her birthday Tara Grace wanted to eat sushi. We went to one of these conveyor belt places. In the center the "chefs" made the sushi. Whenever we saw something that looked interesting, we just pulled it off the moving belt and began to enjoy. It was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38K4pN92TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wGuViM3xHAE/s1600-h/October+07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151848466988521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38K4pN92TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wGuViM3xHAE/s320/October+07+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A better view of the sushi conveyor belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HQJN92OI/AAAAAAAAADg/WSKj1fnob-Q/s1600-h/October+07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151844472668936418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HQJN92OI/AAAAAAAAADg/WSKj1fnob-Q/s320/October+07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taiko Drumming Show....I am up there on stage in the back...it was really fun.. This was a class I took done through the Tokyo American Club (TAC). It is a three day class about living in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HRJN92QI/AAAAAAAAADw/bdf-ATibmx4/s1600-h/October+07+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151844489848805634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HRJN92QI/AAAAAAAAADw/bdf-ATibmx4/s320/October+07+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Japan....EVERYONE is soo clean. This is a lady I saw (very common sight everywhere) on my way from dropping Tara Grace off at school. They sweep and wash the sidewalks in front of the houses and shops each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HRpN92RI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7OeJ_pHNcss/s1600-h/October+07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151844498438740242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HRpN92RI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7OeJ_pHNcss/s320/October+07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Regular traffic--yes it is crowded!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HSJN92SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mll-SfAhW-Y/s1600-h/October+07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38HSJN92SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mll-SfAhW-Y/s1600-h/October+07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6607759685140952662?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6607759685140952662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6607759685140952662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6607759685140952662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6607759685140952662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/taiko-drumming-show.html' title='Tara-Grace&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38MZ5N92UI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1SNnwTpEKos/s72-c/October+07+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-3009134794979321090</id><published>2007-10-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:59.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin in Nagano - Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38Y2pN92qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9jjXwX3bPHM/s1600-h/October+07+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38Y25N92rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jCQSSLamaII/s1600-h/October+07+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151863830086539954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38Y25N92rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jCQSSLamaII/s320/October+07+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cloe, Jacob and Nathan Frazier out on the lake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38YgJN92oI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r91TUlUo3LA/s1600-h/October+07+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151863439244515970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38YgJN92oI/AAAAAAAAAGw/r91TUlUo3LA/s320/October+07+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of our new Tokyo friends...Erika Treharn, her son Sam, on the left of Aaron and Jacob and on the right is Amie Frazier holding another friends' baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38YgpN92pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eTB-BTyqt6w/s1600-h/October+07+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151863447834450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38YgpN92pI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eTB-BTyqt6w/s320/October+07+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snuggle-y in our cabin. This was the upstairs loft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-3009134794979321090?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3009134794979321090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=3009134794979321090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3009134794979321090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/3009134794979321090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/cloe-jacob-and-nathan-frazire-out-on.html' title='Cabin in Nagano - Continued'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38Y25N92rI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jCQSSLamaII/s72-c/October+07+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-7267446619945997570</id><published>2007-10-04T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:49:59.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin in Nagano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XRpN92jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jlfiur_Vcwk/s1600-h/October+07+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151862090624784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XRpN92jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jlfiur_Vcwk/s320/October+07+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally at our destination.... Clorisa and Tara Grace in front of our Cabin...it has no heat! We decided next year we would bring a space heater...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XS5N92kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FoEV4gyGJpM/s1600-h/October+07+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151862112099621442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XS5N92kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FoEV4gyGJpM/s320/October+07+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was too dry to have a real fire so we made due with a little bucket fire. Here is Preston, Cloe and Tara Grace enjoying a little warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XT5N92lI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QdAuWOB5YME/s1600-h/October+07+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151862129279490642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XT5N92lI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QdAuWOB5YME/s320/October+07+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our cabin was right by the lake...it was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XVJN92mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DHFDP6q4KsU/s1600-h/October+07+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151862150754327138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XVJN92mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DHFDP6q4KsU/s320/October+07+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on a hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XXJN92nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zeugov7Jjik/s1600-h/October+07+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151862185114065522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XXJN92nI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zeugov7Jjik/s320/October+07+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And found this shrine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-7267446619945997570?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7267446619945997570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=7267446619945997570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7267446619945997570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7267446619945997570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-at-our-destination.html' title='Cabin in Nagano'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38XRpN92jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jlfiur_Vcwk/s72-c/October+07+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1308395055924999545</id><published>2007-10-04T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:00.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Castle pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38VW5N92hI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BpuLFE6Tr_w/s1600-h/October+07+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859981795842578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38VW5N92hI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BpuLFE6Tr_w/s320/October+07+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture, because Aaron kept hitting his head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38VXpN92iI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_X8jMod6DzQ/s1600-h/October+07+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859994680744482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38VXpN92iI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_X8jMod6DzQ/s320/October+07+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing inside the castle:Clorisa, Tara Grace, Wendy, Preston and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1308395055924999545?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1308395055924999545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1308395055924999545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1308395055924999545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1308395055924999545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-picture-because-aaron-kept-hitting.html' title='More Castle pics'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38VW5N92hI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BpuLFE6Tr_w/s72-c/October+07+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-4593667603489975479</id><published>2007-10-04T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:00.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matsumoto Castle pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38UwpN92fI/AAAAAAAAAFo/42lwjKNwO6A/s1600-h/October+07+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859324665846258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38UwpN92fI/AAAAAAAAAFo/42lwjKNwO6A/s320/October+07+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before going into the castle, in traditional Japanese style, we all had to take off our shoes...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38UxJN92gI/AAAAAAAAAFw/P46mIlg_lvs/s1600-h/October+07+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859333255780866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38UxJN92gI/AAAAAAAAAFw/P46mIlg_lvs/s320/October+07+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the bridge outside the castle. I love the red bridges. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-4593667603489975479?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4593667603489975479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=4593667603489975479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4593667603489975479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/4593667603489975479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-going-into-castle-we-all-had-to.html' title='Matsumoto Castle pictures'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38UwpN92fI/AAAAAAAAAFo/42lwjKNwO6A/s72-c/October+07+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-7209580899204028983</id><published>2007-10-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:00.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin out of Town (Mt Fuji and Matsumoto Castle)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TIpN92aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j8MoiVu6qlI/s1600-h/October+07+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151857537959451042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TIpN92aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j8MoiVu6qlI/s320/October+07+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a couple of months of crowds and city life, we had to see some nature and beauty. We went camping with several of our neighbors. They go every year. This is a photo of Mt. Fugi from the car. AWWW I felt like I could breath again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TJJN92bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/t1uG_eyKB1E/s1600-h/October+07+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TJpN92cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L9NZDtfwBFE/s1600-h/October+07+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151857555139320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TJpN92cI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/L9NZDtfwBFE/s320/October+07+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a stop at a gas station/rest area. We got some Japanese snacks and stretched our legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TKZN92dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QFwQD_g6Rrs/s1600-h/October+07+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151857568024222162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TKZN92dI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QFwQD_g6Rrs/s320/October+07+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matsumoto Jo~ our first Japanese Castle...It looks like we will continue our castle viewing in Asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TKpN92eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uP8bHpyFyWc/s1600-h/October+07+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-7209580899204028983?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7209580899204028983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=7209580899204028983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7209580899204028983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7209580899204028983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-couple-of-months-of-crowds-and.html' title='Cabin out of Town (Mt Fuji and Matsumoto Castle)'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38TIpN92aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j8MoiVu6qlI/s72-c/October+07+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-7040825919451325554</id><published>2007-10-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:01.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Trains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXJN92WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hLUa9bR5P-o/s1600-h/October+07+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151851189997787490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXJN92WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hLUa9bR5P-o/s320/October+07+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our local train station...It is called Yoyogi Uehara. We SUPPOSEDLY live "out" a bit?? We have a Tokyo address, but it is in a more "residential area."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXZN92XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tVVatMtuo_E/s1600-h/October+07+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151851194292754802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXZN92XI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tVVatMtuo_E/s320/October+07+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The people getting on the train....or I should say squeezing on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXpN92YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ceuObmSSfuY/s1600-h/October+07+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151851198587722114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXpN92YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ceuObmSSfuY/s320/October+07+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here the guy is actually maneuvering the people and the doors because of how crowded it is. I have only personally been on a train this crowded once. I thought I was just going to laugh out loud. It is so crowded you are literal full body pressed against the next person. When people get on and off they just "politely" push others out of the way. It is unbelievible SILENT on the trains normally. So me holding my breath to not laugh at the akwardness of it all makes more sence maybe?? I don't think if I live here 100 years that I would ever stop being in awe of how crowded and squished the trains can be....and it is just normal and fine.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NYJN92ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sm80xbQMGqg/s1600-h/October+07+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151851207177656722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NYJN92ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sm80xbQMGqg/s320/October+07+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish you could tell in this picture how smashed the people are on this train....crazy!!! That man on the left, his face is pressed up against the window door....not for the claustrophobic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-7040825919451325554?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7040825919451325554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=7040825919451325554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7040825919451325554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7040825919451325554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-our-local-train-station.html' title='Tokyo Trains'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38NXJN92WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hLUa9bR5P-o/s72-c/October+07+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6599618593398451014</id><published>2007-09-04T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:02.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's feildtrip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bfZN92wI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3oDeyAdqdUI/s1600-h/October+07+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151866724894497538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bfZN92wI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3oDeyAdqdUI/s320/October+07+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went with Jacob on a field trip. This is the group that I was in charge of: Jacob, Esike, Evan and Colton. We went to the botanical gardens. It was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bf5N92xI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6Pg3BhsWNW0/s1600-h/October+07+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151866733484432146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bf5N92xI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6Pg3BhsWNW0/s320/October+07+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think one of the funniest things were all of the Japanese painstakenly taking pictures of the flowers...tripods, lights, close up....they are perfectionists!! and they love nature!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bgZN92yI/AAAAAAAAAIA/On2UorUmf8o/s1600-h/October+07+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151866742074366754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bgZN92yI/AAAAAAAAAIA/On2UorUmf8o/s320/October+07+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6599618593398451014?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6599618593398451014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6599618593398451014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6599618593398451014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6599618593398451014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-with-jacob-on-field-trip.html' title='Jacob&apos;s feildtrip'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38bfZN92wI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3oDeyAdqdUI/s72-c/October+07+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-6522680723122338085</id><published>2007-09-04T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:02.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloe's and Preston's Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FV5N92KI/AAAAAAAAADA/MFJIxs0hkME/s1600-h/September+07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151842372429928610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FV5N92KI/AAAAAAAAADA/MFJIxs0hkME/s320/September+07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summerland Field trip with Preston and the whole 5th grade. This was really neat. The whole purpose was on fun and building friendships. In such a mobile environment and people from all over the world, bonding and inclusiveness becomes an active ingredient in the school enviroment. It is GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FWZN92LI/AAAAAAAAADI/N7IZ7GvhFcE/s1600-h/September+07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151842381019863218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FWZN92LI/AAAAAAAAADI/N7IZ7GvhFcE/s320/September+07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preston at Summerland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FWpN92MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TrKsgy6wZaI/s1600-h/September+07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151842385314830530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FWpN92MI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TrKsgy6wZaI/s320/September+07+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 12th Birthday Cloe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FXJN92NI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xu8iDAWE3GA/s1600-h/September+07+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151842393904765138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FXJN92NI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xu8iDAWE3GA/s320/September+07+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cloe's first YW activity. It was a "make over" of sorts....fun stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-6522680723122338085?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6522680723122338085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=6522680723122338085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6522680723122338085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/6522680723122338085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/summerland-field-trip-with-preston-and.html' title='Cloe&apos;s and Preston&apos;s Activities'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38FV5N92KI/AAAAAAAAADA/MFJIxs0hkME/s72-c/September+07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-2289652851779638533</id><published>2007-09-04T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:02.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrine Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38DnZN92JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/onl3F3qTV10/s1600-h/September+07+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840474054383762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38DnZN92JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/onl3F3qTV10/s320/September+07+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on an outting with some ladies to a Shrine Sale (kind of like a flea market) in this town. The buildings in this town were not burned in the war. I have not seen very many really old buildings in Tokyo at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-2289652851779638533?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2289652851779638533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=2289652851779638533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2289652851779638533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2289652851779638533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-on-outting-with-some-ladies-to.html' title='Shrine Sale'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38DnZN92JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/onl3F3qTV10/s72-c/September+07+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-7044733587794456876</id><published>2007-08-04T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:03.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Temple Complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C6pN92GI/AAAAAAAAACg/C_5iwuB2dBw/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839705255237730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C6pN92GI/AAAAAAAAACg/C_5iwuB2dBw/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C7JN92HI/AAAAAAAAACo/LsvwbUgF8po/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839713845172338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C7JN92HI/AAAAAAAAACo/LsvwbUgF8po/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first Japanese outting was to a place called Akasaka. It it huge temple complex. Kind of intersting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C7pN92II/AAAAAAAAACw/8fLXRqexO2o/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839722435106946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C7pN92II/AAAAAAAAACw/8fLXRqexO2o/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-7044733587794456876?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7044733587794456876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=7044733587794456876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7044733587794456876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/7044733587794456876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-first-japanese-outting-was-to-place.html' title='Japanese Temple Complex'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R38C6pN92GI/AAAAAAAAACg/C_5iwuB2dBw/s72-c/Moving+to+Tokyo+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-911480269052624777</id><published>2007-08-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:03.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_0pN92DI/AAAAAAAAACI/2ibObVhVuuE/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151836303641139250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_0pN92DI/AAAAAAAAACI/2ibObVhVuuE/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First Day of school 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_05N92EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Niqqr5x9lTw/s1600-h/There+are+probably+60+kids+at+the+bus+stop+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151836307936106562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_05N92EI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Niqqr5x9lTw/s320/There+are+probably+60+kids+at+the+bus+stop+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids have probably more that 60 people at their bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_1JN92FI/AAAAAAAAACY/usK7juah7Vs/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151836312231073874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_1JN92FI/AAAAAAAAACY/usK7juah7Vs/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First day of school, I stayed at school for a little while with Tara Grace in reading corner. She warmed up pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-911480269052624777?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/911480269052624777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=911480269052624777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/911480269052624777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/911480269052624777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school-2007-kids-have.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_0pN92DI/AAAAAAAAACI/2ibObVhVuuE/s72-c/Moving+to+Tokyo+227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-2077189613751910507</id><published>2007-08-04T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:03.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_IpN92BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Bcpie00y9PU/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151835547726895122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_IpN92BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Bcpie00y9PU/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_I5N92CI/AAAAAAAAACA/rI3GmIW2Wro/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151835552021862434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_I5N92CI/AAAAAAAAACA/rI3GmIW2Wro/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preston and Jacob helping Dad put together some shelves for our storage room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-2077189613751910507?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2077189613751910507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=2077189613751910507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2077189613751910507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/2077189613751910507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/preston-preston-and-jacob-helping-dad.html' title='Moving in'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37_IpN92BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Bcpie00y9PU/s72-c/Moving+to+Tokyo+221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-1656623175363724170</id><published>2007-08-01T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:04.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Home in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37-BJN92AI/AAAAAAAAABw/00auYF0j95s/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151834319366248450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37-BJN92AI/AAAAAAAAABw/00auYF0j95s/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first view the kids had of our new house. They call it "the swimming pool house" not because we have a pool, no, no, but because of the tiny white tiles that cover the house. They say it looks like the tile from a swimming pool (I guess that is better than if they called it the bathroom house....same tiles!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R379sJN91_I/AAAAAAAAABo/N3el4a2gPcc/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162057016143796677-1656623175363724170?l=awgagnonfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1656623175363724170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162057016143796677&amp;postID=1656623175363724170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1656623175363724170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162057016143796677/posts/default/1656623175363724170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awgagnonfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-first-view-kids-had-of-our-new.html' title='Our Home in Tokyo'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05721077392253256530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R3994pN93uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gxNx8msFZw/S220/beach+family+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R37-BJN92AI/AAAAAAAAABw/00auYF0j95s/s72-c/Moving+to+Tokyo+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162057016143796677.post-8889256337013130453</id><published>2007-08-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:50:04.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R376n5N919I/AAAAAAAAABY/76TC7XZhR4g/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151830587039668178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R376n5N919I/AAAAAAAAABY/76TC7XZhR4g/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R376eZN918I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5r1JahzgkIE/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151830423830910914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R376eZN918I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5r1JahzgkIE/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet friend Cindy made these great travel books for each of the kids. It was fun for them to open their backpacks and find things to snack on and entertain them for the next 14 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R375zJN917I/AAAAAAAAABI/weXcgOMC81M/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151829680801568690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R375zJN917I/AAAAAAAAABI/weXcgOMC81M/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids pushing the luggage carts through the Atlanta Airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R375NpN916I/AAAAAAAAABA/4vsictiIa-A/s1600-h/Moving+to+Tokyo+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151829036556474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZKUsqKUO2ys/R375NpN916I/AAAAAAAAABA/4vsictiIa-A/s320/Moving+to+Tokyo+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a great summer we packed up ourselves and moved to Tokyo, Japan. The kids enjoyed the ride in the limo to the airport. 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