<?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-8428990598499756837</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:06:40.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-4506641586827931229</id><published>2008-03-26T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:08:10.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aRt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;liFe &amp;amp; tIMeS of AnDrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everybody!!  I haven't written on my blog since January, and my grandparents are probably getting hungry for another blog entry from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like art.  Mom, Forrest and I are having a good time doing things like painting, coloring and stuff.  Forrest loves coloring and drawing.  It seems like that's all he ever says anymore, "draw, draw, draw"  he says it like a million times a day.  Mom is always getting down the crayons for him.  I prefer painting and playdough.  When I do draw I love to draw galaxies.  I like drawing spiral galaxies the most, and mom always says they look good.   I like to use black and color space.  Mom always encourages me to use other colors too.  Black is my favorite though.  Today I drew a red hot and yellow sun with black space.  It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0Qxs17I/AAAAAAAAA54/Tu0qXWddN3M/s1600-h/PICT8314-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0Qxs17I/AAAAAAAAA54/Tu0qXWddN3M/s320/PICT8314-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182148733146290098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's mom and me painting mountains, rivers and evergreen trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qwJQxs14I/AAAAAAAAA5g/OWNl8ZOy37M/s1600-h/PICT8300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qwJQxs14I/AAAAAAAAA5g/OWNl8ZOy37M/s320/PICT8300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182147994411915138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Forrest and I had more fun playing in the paint water.  Mom actually let us for a while, which surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0gxs18I/AAAAAAAAA6A/hAHszqX77oU/s1600-h/PICT8398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0gxs18I/AAAAAAAAA6A/hAHszqX77oU/s320/PICT8398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182148737441257410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter, Forrest and I didn't feel too good.  Dad cheered us up by playing play dough with us.  It was fun because we made food.  Mom and Dad helped me make spaghetti and meatballs and a salad.  I liked the salad we made (but not real salad, of course...Oh mom just said she would love that to happen!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0gxs19I/AAAAAAAAA6I/DhClfRZbYlM/s1600-h/PICT8413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0gxs19I/AAAAAAAAA6I/DhClfRZbYlM/s320/PICT8413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182148737441257426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty tasty lookin' huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-4506641586827931229?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4506641586827931229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=4506641586827931229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/4506641586827931229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/4506641586827931229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/art.html' title='aRt'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R-qw0Qxs17I/AAAAAAAAA54/Tu0qXWddN3M/s72-c/PICT8314-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-1587945875173403628</id><published>2008-01-17T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:14:37.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing in 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R5BQKblRjGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hhSIxtIK7Ok/s1600-h/PICT7787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156709713472228450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R5BQKblRjGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hhSIxtIK7Ok/s320/PICT7787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I haven't updated my blog in a while. My new Christmas toys have kept me pretty busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My favorites so far have been the toy trains, aquadoodle, and cars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really starting to get the hang of playing. I make up story lines and make my cars talk to each other. I like it when someone older joins in and plays with me.  That way, I can get new ideas for plots.  I mostly like it when Forrest plays, but sometimes he just takes the car or truck that I like the most, and that's annoying. But still, he is cute and makes me laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom keeps telling me that I'm growing up. The other day I came down the stairs when KASH was over visiting and asked, "Where's Josh?" Kate responded that he was at work. I nodded in understanding, then added,"Where's Jacob?" They all told me he was at his house and asked if I wanted to call him. Amy dialed and got Jacob on the phone for me. I was so excited. Here's how the phone call went:&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hi Jacob!"&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Hi Andrew!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you want to come over and play trains with me?"&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Sure."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Okay, bye!"&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Bye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought it was so cool that I organized my own play date. I was pretty impressed too. I'm not shy on the phone like I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much talking all the time now. Like yesterday, I said, "Amy, will you please pass the cereal." And I told Mom, "I can't open the door. Please help me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure helps having so many people around, and hearing so many words all the time. It helps me think of more to say. But that's all I can think of right now. I'll write more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-1587945875173403628?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1587945875173403628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=1587945875173403628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1587945875173403628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1587945875173403628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/ringing-in-2008.html' title='Ringing in 2008'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/R5BQKblRjGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hhSIxtIK7Ok/s72-c/PICT7787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-1585092192688092080</id><published>2007-11-05T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:49:36.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word for word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Ry9cf2-q7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QoK8me030KE/s1600-h/PICT7069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Ry9cf2-q7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QoK8me030KE/s400/PICT7069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to turn some heads with my verbal skills.  Whew, I didn't know how grossly underestimated two year olds are!  I mean, I really seem to surprise Mom with some of the phrases I've been saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a perfect example.  The other day the Target toy catalog came in the paper...now just in case some of you adults have forgotten, that's a big deal for us kids!  So, I'm checking it out along with everyone else and my whimpy 'oh, cool' just wasn't cutting it.  I realized that I needed to make a lasting impression. Some of these toys were amazing!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started saying,  "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow!  That's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone laughed and thought it was so cute.  Now we're talking, I had the undivided attention of both Mom and Grandma.  So, what did I do?  Naturally what any two year old in my position would do.  I started pointing to the toys I liked and repeating it with smile.  Everyone thought it was adorable and I noticed Mom seemed to like it.  Hmmm...maybe she'll pass on a good word to Santa for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Santa, I've been SO NICE to Forrest (otherwise known as Fuf).  I hope Santa learns that I really am trying to be a good boy.  At first, I have to admit that I was motivated by the thought of a stocking full of goodies, but I've found that Forrest and I are actually having good times together. We've been playing together everyday, and I actually miss the little squirt when he's sleeping.  To the kid's credit, he is pretty smiley and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to play together and chase each other.  The other day, we were running around the house and I couldn't find Forrest.  I went straight up to Mom and said, "Mom, I can't find Fuf."  She laughed, she thought it was adorable.  I've heard her tell that story a few times, so I guess she was pretty proud of me for A) Putting all those words together and B) Actually looking for my brother instead of hiding from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words...&lt;br /&gt;Rachel also taught me how to say "Peace!" and to make the peace sign with my fingers. Between that and "Sup Foo" that she and Rebecca taught me a while back, I'm dazzling the crowds here.  I'll have to keep you posted on any of the other developments in the linguistics department here at the Petersons.  Until then, "Peace!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-1585092192688092080?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1585092192688092080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=1585092192688092080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1585092192688092080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1585092192688092080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-for-word.html' title='Word for word...'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Ry9cf2-q7CI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QoK8me030KE/s72-c/PICT7069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-6352971921174458597</id><published>2007-10-24T16:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:39:59.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love KASH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Rx_UL2-q6wI/AAAAAAAAAas/gjnk4CofjE4/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Rx_UL2-q6wI/AAAAAAAAAas/gjnk4CofjE4/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125048201172937474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Rx_UMW-q6xI/AAAAAAAAAa0/s8kG1NtuYC4/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Rx_UMW-q6xI/AAAAAAAAAa0/s8kG1NtuYC4/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125048209762872082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SOOOO excited!! My Aunt Kate and Uncle Josh are moving close to me.  I don't think they could bare it any longer...they missed me too much!  :)  I'm happy to have them close again.  Mom says they are going to have a baby girl soon.  I bet she'll be a cool girl like Aunt Kate.  I've missed Uncle Josh too.  I'm pretty sure that he's going to be a big time rock star and then I can go on tour with him and he'll buy me lots of bubble gum.  Well, I guess I'd better go.  Mom says I have to clean up all my toys before they get here so....  Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-6352971921174458597?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6352971921174458597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=6352971921174458597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/6352971921174458597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/6352971921174458597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-kash.html' title='I love KASH!!'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/Rx_UL2-q6wI/AAAAAAAAAas/gjnk4CofjE4/s72-c/DSC_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-1424265482621706475</id><published>2007-10-09T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:24:01.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I in Heaven?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxEXZC0g9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0Puka4WBAYc/s1600-h/PICT6396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxEXZC0g9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0Puka4WBAYc/s400/PICT6396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have fallen in love with the violin. I talk about it all day, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's friend, Vanessa, gave me a private viola concert over the weekend.  I smiled and watched carefully.  The music was very beautiful.  She even let me hold the viola afterwards which was a very special treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-1424265482621706475?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1424265482621706475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=1424265482621706475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1424265482621706475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/1424265482621706475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/am-i-in-heaven.html' title='Am I in Heaven?'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxEXZC0g9I/AAAAAAAAAX0/0Puka4WBAYc/s72-c/PICT6396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-5988660496345090191</id><published>2007-10-09T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:05:24.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxBc5C0g8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/0axGn45yTa8/s1600-h/PICT6394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxBc5C0g8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/0axGn45yTa8/s400/PICT6394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-5988660496345090191?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5988660496345090191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=5988660496345090191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/5988660496345090191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/5988660496345090191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/RwxBc5C0g8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/0axGn45yTa8/s72-c/PICT6394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-7552584962266515224</id><published>2007-10-08T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:29:48.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were just a little older..</title><content type='html'>Grandma and Grandpa Peterson have the coolest toys at their house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to Mom and Dad that I'm old enough to play with the x box.  Aunt Rachel even showed me how to drive a car on Mario Kart Friday night, and I got pretty good at it.  Everyone had fun watching me drive it, and I have to admit that I did pretty well under all the pressure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried to practice on my own everyone got on my case.  They don't think I can handle it unless they're around to watch me. I tried to prove them wrong. When they weren't looking I turned on the power and even got the screen up, but I didn't know how to start the game before they found me.  I guess I need to watch Amy and Rachel a little more carefully next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also found a huge stash of Legos.  I was so excited that I dumped them all out.  Boy was that a bad idea. Mom immediately started cleaning them up before I could even look at them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to her that I'm a big kid now.  I don't put things in my mouth like a baby.  Geez, is it my fault that I have a little brother who eats everything?  I mean there are some sweet Lego sets here.  But no, I guess I'm stuck with the mega blocks and durablos until Forrest grows up a bit.  Its tough being two sometimes, I'm so much smarter than I'll ever get credit for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, Aunt Amy printed out some really cute coloring pages today.  I had so much fun coloring those that I almost forgot about the Legos...almost.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8428990598499756837-7552584962266515224?l=drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7552584962266515224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8428990598499756837&amp;postID=7552584962266515224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/7552584962266515224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8428990598499756837/posts/default/7552584962266515224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewpetersonsworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-i-were-just-little-older.html' title='If I were just a little older..'/><author><name>Headle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_awpy8Me_KJc/SA-0xQcBlkI/AAAAAAAABC0/zOmSyC6jQgA/S220/PICT6166.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8428990598499756837.post-4801709429506698140</id><published>2007-10-03T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:18:45.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little about me...</title><content type='html'>Hi! I'm Drew.  I'm 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really excited for Halloween.  We've been reading a lot of Halloween books lately.  Mom always makes funny ghost sounds and howling wind sounds and I start laughing and say, "Oooo, is it spooky?"  Then everyone laughs.  Grandma Peterson taught me the cutest little pumpkin song.  We sing it a lot.  Grandma even has a cute little hand puppet with the pumpkins on it that we use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in LOVE with classical music!  I know ALL the names of the instruments of the orchestra. Mom and I go on SFS kids and I point to every instrument and know the names and how to pretend play them.  I make the motions with my hands.  Mom and Dad laugh a lot because they think its cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Mom turns on classical music and I say, "Listen, I hear a clarinet!" Or whatever instrument is playing.  My two favorite instruments right now are the violin and the timpani, although its hard to choose because I love them all!  My favorite song is called, "In the Hall of the Mountain King," by Grieg.  I dance around the room and at the end of the song I start saying, "Hey, Hey, Hey!" like a Russian dancer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started reading really simple words like cat, dog, mom and dad.  I still love Starfall and ask Mom if we can go there to read the stories, and review my letters.  Its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd better go down for my nap now.  But I'll catch up more later.  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