<?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-6408432750022741879</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:38:21.668-04:00</updated><category term='pittsburgh'/><category term='campus'/><title type='text'>Back to Coimbra, Portugal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-6192586497487767636</id><published>2009-10-08T02:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:33:16.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the babies :)</title><content type='html'>Another very busy saturday: tennis and swimming pool in the morning, circus in the afternoon... And we still had time to see the newborn calves in Escola Agraria (vet school). They are 3 weeks old and still just drink milk. They are learning how to eat solid food (just like babies). :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ss2HGW2WD5I/AAAAAAAAG5M/SHjOv9oEB9s/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390112872314834834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ss2G3A7k_SI/AAAAAAAAG5E/xiqbHEAqdzc/s320/IMG_1696.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390112608733166882" /&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/6408432750022741879-6192586497487767636?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6192586497487767636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=6192586497487767636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6192586497487767636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6192586497487767636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2009/10/meet-babies.html' title='Meet the babies :)'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ss2HGW2WD5I/AAAAAAAAG5M/SHjOv9oEB9s/s72-c/IMG_1711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-2956383760334982888</id><published>2009-06-15T18:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:29:50.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomar Lego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SjbSfRexVxI/AAAAAAAAFxs/KCto8dwAi24/s1600-h/IMGP7197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SjbSfRexVxI/AAAAAAAAFxs/KCto8dwAi24/s320/IMGP7197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347693042259285778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, this is a LEGO basketball player. :) &lt;div&gt;Yesterday, on the way back home from our mini-vacations, we stopped at Tomar to take a look at the Lego fair. I was expecting it to be bigger but it was nice though, they definitely had some very interesting constructions there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we arrived, Hugo rushed to the exhibits to "re-arranje" the LEGO sets (Curious George style).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took him immediately to the Lego pool - a large "sand-box" with lots and lots of LEGO bricks for people to play. After he was done exploring with LEGO bricks, he was able to see without touching. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diogo loved everything. He thought it was really cool, specially the balls that were being moved by LEGO cranes, rubber bands, catapults, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course Pedro didn't resist either and bought several LEGO pieces. I can't put all the photos here but take &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a look at these. The Notre Dame cathedral was amazing!! So much detail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SjbWadYQZbI/AAAAAAAAF6w/OHxdX_3f_mU/s320/IMGP7218.JPG" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697357600351666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SjbXEeZRMRI/AAAAAAAAF68/5GRLqkax0qc/s320/IMGP7203.JPG" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347698079427539218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-2956383760334982888?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2956383760334982888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=2956383760334982888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2956383760334982888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2956383760334982888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomar-lego.html' title='Tomar Lego'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SjbSfRexVxI/AAAAAAAAFxs/KCto8dwAi24/s72-c/IMGP7197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-6932580052712614494</id><published>2009-05-28T22:46:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:00:57.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday My Love!!</title><content type='html'>It's almost 4am and tomorrow is going to be a tough day: I have a deadline at work and I need to be at day care by 4pm to sing happy birthday to Diogo with his class. Why am I still awake at 4am then? The answer: love. Deep love for this little boy that is going to be 5 tomorrow. I made these cakes, the "savana" to take to school, the chocolate one to eat after dinner with close family. The big party will be on sunday. :)&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Diogo!!!!! Can't believe you're 5 already!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Sh9N9BjReYI/AAAAAAAAFds/n0k-gZMTgT0/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Sh9N9BjReYI/AAAAAAAAFds/n0k-gZMTgT0/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341073393868437890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-6932580052712614494?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6932580052712614494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=6932580052712614494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6932580052712614494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6932580052712614494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='Happy Birthday My Love!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Sh9N9BjReYI/AAAAAAAAFds/n0k-gZMTgT0/s72-c/IMG_0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-2026537468313416152</id><published>2009-03-28T14:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:03:27.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple great moments...</title><content type='html'>Who could guess that the best moment of my week would be eating a sandwich and fruit in the back of the swimming pool... It's amazing how simple moments can be so wonderful. &lt;div&gt;Every week, on saturday mornings, we take the kids to the swimming pool. I get in the water and I get this big smile because its so much fun... The water is 32C, it's shallow so even Hugo can stand and be comfortable in the water... It's a great family time. But after 1 hour playing, we all get very hungry so two weeks ago we had the idea of bringing some snacks and eat there. That idea was brilliant. Now, after 1 hour playing in the water, we get out, we go around the swimming pool, we sit on the grass and just watch the beautiful landscape from there, the horses, the cows in the fields, the birds, the trees... It's such a nice, simple and quiet moment that me and Pedro labeled it "The best moment of the week". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week I'll take pictures to remember these moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-2026537468313416152?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2026537468313416152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=2026537468313416152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2026537468313416152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2026537468313416152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2009/03/simple-great-moments.html' title='Simple great moments...'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8725911453125201555</id><published>2008-11-06T16:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:12:00.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional at work</title><content type='html'>A normal day at the office turned out to be a very emotional day for me. And the whole thing was triggered by such a simple question... I was working and my officemate just mentioned "San Francisco is such a beautiful city...". That sentence flew me back to the years I spent in CA, I remembered my friends, my work, my life... then I started thinking about Madison and ... and tears started to roll. I just couldn't put myself together and I was feeling so embarassed I had to leave the office. I talked with Pedro on the phone, then I met him for lunch (well, I just had time to eat a soup, he's always in meetings and no time for anything). Then at work I talked with one of the girls (she lived in France all her life and now lives here) and she said something really interesting: she doesn't see France as an opportunity that she missed (like a missed train). France is still there, she keeps contact with friends and family there, she can go there... it doesn't need to be a door that is closed forever. And after thinking a lot about it, I think I should think like that too. I think I really miss all the friends I left in the USA but I never acknowledge that to myself and I try to ignore it or not think about it (because it hurts). Then moments like today happen and I feel really sad and melancholic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not feeling ok so I was looking at some silly photos to cheer me up. Here they are: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNva-azFFI/AAAAAAAADBo/T3IRDOTpR7g/s1600-h/IMG_7018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674898548921426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNva-azFFI/AAAAAAAADBo/T3IRDOTpR7g/s320/IMG_7018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNwRSuUWYI/AAAAAAAADBw/Jg_BZm3LuDI/s1600-h/IMG_7022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265675831712438658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNwRSuUWYI/AAAAAAAADBw/Jg_BZm3LuDI/s320/IMG_7022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNzVsb_n_I/AAAAAAAADB4/8Ka0H9cNsu0/s1600-h/IMG_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265679205869264882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNzVsb_n_I/AAAAAAAADB4/8Ka0H9cNsu0/s320/IMG_4320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8725911453125201555?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8725911453125201555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8725911453125201555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8725911453125201555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8725911453125201555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/11/emotional-at-work.html' title='Emotional at work'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SRNva-azFFI/AAAAAAAADBo/T3IRDOTpR7g/s72-c/IMG_7018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8783391903716915643</id><published>2008-10-08T12:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:57:46.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recruiting at FEUP</title><content type='html'>I'm at Porto today, in a recruiting fair. People pass by, a few make questions about the company, some resumes are delivered to us and that's it. Simple but not so easy. Time goes by slowly... I'm glad we brought candy to offer to people. Some people stop, talk and make it a little less monotonous. Some people ask for candy, some take without asking and some are funny and pretend they are stealing. Some people take long time picking a flavour. Some don't care about flavour. Even the cleaning ladies came to us asking for candy. 6 pounds of candy are gone. Now its time to remove our stand and go back to Coimbra. Tomorrow (thursday) will be a normal day at the office, the first "normal" day of the week (Mon-Tues I was in a workshop in Lisbon. It was the first night I spent away from Diogo and he's now 4 yo!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8783391903716915643?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8783391903716915643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8783391903716915643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8783391903716915643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8783391903716915643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/10/recruiting-at-feup.html' title='Recruiting at FEUP'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-2608512629288981259</id><published>2008-07-22T18:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:09:25.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These two are so silly!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SIZe3-LPN7I/AAAAAAAAC7M/kkGuLGmkbgs/s1600-h/IMG_9767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968733285988274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SIZe3-LPN7I/AAAAAAAAC7M/kkGuLGmkbgs/s320/IMG_9767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being a mother of two boys at this young age means being always on the go. They, really, never stop. But along all the work (and the extra work because they never stop) also comes a lot of fun and a lot of cute moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon Diogo just came laughing to the living room with a "turtle head" cap. He was laughing so much that he could barely breath. I don't know what was so funny about it but he was having this laugh attack. Along came Hugo with these big sunglasses. He wanted to wear them so I helped. They looked so crazy that I just shouted "Wait!!" and, of course, I went to get my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Here they are being them-super-silly-selves. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6408432750022741879-2608512629288981259?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2608512629288981259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=2608512629288981259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2608512629288981259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2608512629288981259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-mother-of-two-boys-at-this-young.html' title='These two are so silly!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SIZe3-LPN7I/AAAAAAAAC7M/kkGuLGmkbgs/s72-c/IMG_9767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-6401893401188833505</id><published>2008-06-30T18:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:44:23.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins and ribs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGleRu9u9FI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/xLxgvUSgbKc/s1600-h/IMG_9418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217805302043178066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGleRu9u9FI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/xLxgvUSgbKc/s200/IMG_9418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pedro is in Rome and I promised I would send him photos of the muffins I made (from scratch, obviously) with no measuring utensils and with Hugo in my lap. Diogo's help to make a big mess, I mean, to mix the (unmeasured) ingredients was crucial. :)))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe they turned out so nice because it was a new recipe for a cake (not for muffins). The taste was excelent and they also looked really good. So I think the trick for baking is... a good oven and a lot of motivation. :))) The kitchen afterwards was a big mess but ahh, what can we expect baking with a toddler and a 4 yo? :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the ribs. Hugo looked so cute eating ribs I couldn't resist taking a photo (yep, I'm that kind of mother that always have a camera attached to the finger) :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217808178359532962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGlg5KE_faI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/eFoHGzDATig/s320/IMG_9420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217809059121874594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGlhsbLGRqI/AAAAAAAAC6g/TbiKOvieTsU/s320/IMG_9425.JPG" border="0" /&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/6408432750022741879-6401893401188833505?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6401893401188833505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=6401893401188833505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6401893401188833505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6401893401188833505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/muffins-and-ribs.html' title='Muffins and ribs'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGleRu9u9FI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/xLxgvUSgbKc/s72-c/IMG_9418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1625291332239745702</id><published>2008-06-29T18:17:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:52:31.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun on a schedule</title><content type='html'>This weekend we did a lot of fun stuff: we played a lot with the kids, we've been to a BBQ in a friend's house, we took Diogo &amp;amp; Hugo to see Noddy Live, and we also watch the Euro final game (Spain won like we predicted). The weather was really hot so nothing better than a family swim on Marilia's swimming pool. Hmm... the water was at 27º C. Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was that Pedro was always running for meetings and to catch the plane to Rome. :((&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos of Marília's beautiful home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgKzCLxW8I/AAAAAAAAC5g/0y-g_E-NlUc/s1600-h/IMG_9328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217432040184568770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgKzCLxW8I/AAAAAAAAC5g/0y-g_E-NlUc/s320/IMG_9328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgKolWesVI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/snvvJqzKbjI/s1600-h/IMG_9327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217431860646162770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgKolWesVI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/snvvJqzKbjI/s320/IMG_9327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217432223623301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgK9ti-SFI/AAAAAAAAC5o/JtI57KJx3Eg/s320/IMG_9332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217432691738484930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgLY9aVIMI/AAAAAAAAC5w/qhC8vIuyVxg/s320/IMG_9339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Noddy show on sunday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217433311121379986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgL9AyuEpI/AAAAAAAAC54/ZwxYXl0nLJA/s320/IMG_9368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217433573430497538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgMMR-FkQI/AAAAAAAAC6A/ffhxFo1aV0Q/s320/IMG_9384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217433805212920258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgMZxbUqcI/AAAAAAAAC6I/qIiHmNb4Pg4/s320/IMG_9356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-1625291332239745702?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1625291332239745702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1625291332239745702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1625291332239745702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1625291332239745702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-on-schedule.html' title='Fun on a schedule'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGgKzCLxW8I/AAAAAAAAC5g/0y-g_E-NlUc/s72-c/IMG_9328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-5008640922157221667</id><published>2008-06-26T18:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:32:09.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro</title><content type='html'>The country used to stop to watch the games but now Portugal is out of the game and everybody feels this emptyness... We still watch the games at home but the excitement is gone. :(( &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugo is still very excited about the games (he gets the scarfs and waves it up and down, totally thrilled about it) and his enthusiasm is contagious because Diogo starts dancing too and when we realize we're all having fun again and cheering for whoever is closer to the goal. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's how it used to be when Portugal was still in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216335085676287282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQlH4MkVTI/AAAAAAAACxo/YQ8hOrKDeo4/s320/IMG_9104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216334868866735026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQk7QhJG7I/AAAAAAAACxg/L854ZtlIvMA/s320/IMG_9098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216335612867872002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQlmkI1hQI/AAAAAAAACxw/xhq_saNkKis/s320/IMG_9108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-5008640922157221667?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5008640922157221667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=5008640922157221667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/5008640922157221667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/5008640922157221667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro.html' title='Euro'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQlH4MkVTI/AAAAAAAACxo/YQ8hOrKDeo4/s72-c/IMG_9104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8398603920880020291</id><published>2008-06-22T19:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:41:03.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The party... and the missing dessert! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SF7nfYB6rxI/AAAAAAAACuQ/-yVjt8FhLCY/s1600-h/IMG_9289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214859944754065170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SF7nfYB6rxI/AAAAAAAACuQ/-yVjt8FhLCY/s200/IMG_9289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoon was the day care party and it was so cute!! Each class made a little performance. (We were all dressed alike for the party :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugo's performance was a cute song about bubbles while the parents and teachers were making bubbles. Diogo's performance was very cute and the kids had so much fun. They danced under a "parachute". I was so proud of him... :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad news: they forgot to take my dessert out! I looked around all the tables and I couldn't see it and then at home it hitted me: the lady put the dessert on the frigde and forgot about it! So much work for nothing... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216321226887798402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQYhML6HoI/AAAAAAAACxA/7TQfRkqy7gk/s320/IMG_9243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216321856297990706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQZF06_ejI/AAAAAAAACxI/CzeWHAHfQ_Y/s320/IMG_9255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216322133493570354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQZV9jkWzI/AAAAAAAACxQ/_KoO8svJuSc/s320/IMG_9260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216322776704096386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SGQZ7Zs6GII/AAAAAAAACxY/yO5dhXejisQ/s320/IMG_9286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8398603920880020291?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8398603920880020291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8398603920880020291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8398603920880020291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8398603920880020291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/party-and-missing-dessert.html' title='The party... and the missing dessert! :('/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SF7nfYB6rxI/AAAAAAAACuQ/-yVjt8FhLCY/s72-c/IMG_9289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4540256135670076196</id><published>2008-06-20T05:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:58:46.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the morning with the left foot...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things just get out of control, like this morning.&lt;br /&gt;We all woke up late, I got to work late, when I got there I realized I had left the dessert for the day care party out of the fridge. The cleaning lady is in the house but I don't have her phone nr, so I call Pedro but he's not there either. He goes back to ring the bell and tell the cleaning lady to put the dessert back in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;At work, I realized that all the papers I planned to read today were left&lt;br /&gt;at home, next to the dessert. I don't want to print hundreds of pages again&lt;br /&gt;so I decide to go home and get all the stuff I forgot. &lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, a close friend starts a chat and tells me &lt;br /&gt;shocking news. I get all disturbed. I feel bad to rush my friend but I&lt;br /&gt;really had to go home. I went home. When I got there I realized I forgot&lt;br /&gt;the key. Fortunatelly the cleaning lady is there. Unfortunatelly she is &lt;br /&gt;using the vacuum cleaning and can't hear me ringing and knocking.&lt;br /&gt;Minutes pass and I'm still there, knocking, ringing, calling her name (at some point desperately).&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she finishes to vacuum. She opens the door. I get the papers&lt;br /&gt;AND the dessert. I drive back to work. I'm so distracted about all this that in a roundabout I didn't notice a car coming. I break abruptly. The dessert falls, I stick&lt;br /&gt;my fingers in it to grab it and... well, it looks miserable and the car is all dirty.&lt;br /&gt;I park in front of the door at work. Take the dessert out, clean a little bit&lt;br /&gt;the car (I even tried a little piece that fell out of the dish and its GOOD!).&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally sitting in my desk, with my papers and with the dessert in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to drink a coffee, relax for a few minutes and then re-start the morning&lt;br /&gt;hopefully with the right foot. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-4540256135670076196?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4540256135670076196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4540256135670076196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4540256135670076196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4540256135670076196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/starting-morning-with-left-foot.html' title='Starting the morning with the left foot...'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-3848562705818429656</id><published>2008-06-17T19:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:17:52.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific 1's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhFNuTg9kI/AAAAAAAACuI/1Hn1YgVsXhU/s1600-h/IMG_9039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhFNuTg9kI/AAAAAAAACuI/1Hn1YgVsXhU/s320/IMG_9039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212992670751848002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to be fair, I also need to say the funny things about Hugo.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I told Hugo, "lets go wake up Diogo". Hugo runs to his room, climbs to the mattress, gets 1 centimeter close to Diogo's face and says: "Olaaaaaaaa!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Diogo liked it that much but it was soooo cute.  :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing was this afternoon. Diogo was starting to throw a tantrum because I was not giving him yogurt before dinner. I was talking and Hugo decided to intervene. He got really close to Diogo and saying "no" with his finger he yelled to Diogo like a little dictator something like "No no no no". It was so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-3848562705818429656?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3848562705818429656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=3848562705818429656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3848562705818429656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3848562705818429656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-to-be-fair-i-also-need-to-say-funny.html' title='Terrific 1&apos;s'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhFNuTg9kI/AAAAAAAACuI/1Hn1YgVsXhU/s72-c/IMG_9039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-9013067985128858952</id><published>2008-06-17T18:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:03:02.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 4's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhCKspEnDI/AAAAAAAACuA/zknZR3awKxs/s1600-h/IMG_9018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212989320230902834" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhCKspEnDI/AAAAAAAACuA/zknZR3awKxs/s320/IMG_9018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diogo is in the nightmare stage. He has nightmares quite often and in the morning he tells me about it. Usually they are about monsters but on sunday he dreamt with something worst than monsters! He told me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diogo: "Mommy I had a really bad dream. It was worst, worst, worst than monsters!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana: "Really? What could be worst than monsters?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diogo: "Giant... eggs... of... a grey chicken!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No need to say, I couldn't stop laughing... :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other hilarious dialog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugo was destroying Diogo's "buildings" made of legos. Diogo was getting upset and I stepped in saying "Look at Hugo, he's like King Kong destroying all these buildings". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diogo: "Mommy, can I also be ping pong but one that builds things?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhBk8fw-0I/AAAAAAAACt4/H1j2zZYhJr8/s1600-h/IMG_9018.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/6408432750022741879-9013067985128858952?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/9013067985128858952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=9013067985128858952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/9013067985128858952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/9013067985128858952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-4s.html' title='Sweet 4&apos;s'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFhCKspEnDI/AAAAAAAACuA/zknZR3awKxs/s72-c/IMG_9018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1026430386214549211</id><published>2008-06-17T04:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:44:39.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One more weekend, one more party ;)</title><content type='html'>This weekend was my niece's 1ª comunhão (catholic celebration for kids around 6 yo). Here's some photos of her special day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg5pWRI94I/AAAAAAAACtQ/zjbJPAI9XBQ/s1600-h/IMG_9158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212979951196239746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg5pWRI94I/AAAAAAAACtQ/zjbJPAI9XBQ/s320/IMG_9158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg40iNaJGI/AAAAAAAACtI/YShfM5d-UIw/s1600-h/IMG_9158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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&gt;My niece Beatriz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg53tORSFI/AAAAAAAACtY/knIdr_vvqlM/s1600-h/IMG_9123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212980197876385874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg53tORSFI/AAAAAAAACtY/knIdr_vvqlM/s320/IMG_9123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The proud parents: my brother Ilídio and his wife Olga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg6ZSB6WWI/AAAAAAAACtg/YsVj-l9x9T8/s1600-h/IMG_9147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212980774692346210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg6ZSB6WWI/AAAAAAAACtg/YsVj-l9x9T8/s320/IMG_9147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her sister Patricia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg7SKX32vI/AAAAAAAACto/yqsp51fSb7g/s1600-h/IMG_9119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212981751889517298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg7SKX32vI/AAAAAAAACto/yqsp51fSb7g/s320/IMG_9119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole family at lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg4i1p3ReI/AAAAAAAACtA/CmaVQHMOOyA/s1600-h/IMG_9123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg4i1p3ReI/AAAAAAAACtA/CmaVQHMOOyA/s1600-h/IMG_9123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg4i1p3ReI/AAAAAAAACtA/CmaVQHMOOyA/s1600-h/IMG_9123.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6408432750022741879-1026430386214549211?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1026430386214549211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1026430386214549211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1026430386214549211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1026430386214549211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-more-weekend-one-more-party.html' title='One more weekend, one more party ;)'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SFg5pWRI94I/AAAAAAAACtQ/zjbJPAI9XBQ/s72-c/IMG_9158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1984894259365973237</id><published>2008-06-09T20:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:23:22.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quinta D. Maria (Diogo's class get together)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3H_-RX4LI/AAAAAAAACr8/waE3Dw67yzE/s1600-h/IMG_8979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210040245799084210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3H_-RX4LI/AAAAAAAACr8/waE3Dw67yzE/s320/IMG_8979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These days, the weather is just perfect here in Coimbra. And fortunately we have a few parties to enjoy during the weekends. :) This weekend was Diogo's class get together in one of his friends' farm. I didn't know there were such farms so close to downtown. It was so big and so beautiful. Probably the most beautiful place to live I've ever seen. They had a nice pool, a big playground, lots of animals (including several peacocks, 8 horses, a poney, etc. etc.). Both me and Pedro were amazed. That house looked like a resort and they actually live there everyday. Diogo and the other kids had a blast. And so did we! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3IVuglx7I/AAAAAAAACsE/g5teA3XR-eY/s1600-h/IMG_8939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210040619525064626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3IVuglx7I/AAAAAAAACsE/g5teA3XR-eY/s320/IMG_8939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3IuB8AJ5I/AAAAAAAACsM/OfMbHnzR0s4/s1600-h/IMG_8950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210041037057173394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3IuB8AJ5I/AAAAAAAACsM/OfMbHnzR0s4/s320/IMG_8950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3JBPPtOXI/AAAAAAAACsU/pBV3L1TtvvM/s1600-h/IMG_8943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210041367046994290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3JBPPtOXI/AAAAAAAACsU/pBV3L1TtvvM/s320/IMG_8943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3JUnP84bI/AAAAAAAACsc/80VNRcZIIKY/s1600-h/IMG_8966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210041699907985842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3JUnP84bI/AAAAAAAACsc/80VNRcZIIKY/s320/IMG_8966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-1984894259365973237?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1984894259365973237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1984894259365973237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1984894259365973237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1984894259365973237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/quinta-d-maria-diogos-class-get.html' title='Quinta D. Maria (Diogo&apos;s class get together)'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SE3H_-RX4LI/AAAAAAAACr8/waE3Dw67yzE/s72-c/IMG_8979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4681613281686007339</id><published>2008-06-03T18:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:10:43.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SEXO7IPyadI/AAAAAAAACro/tkKhnCKtjJQ/s1600-h/IMG_8743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796059345152466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SEXO7IPyadI/AAAAAAAACro/tkKhnCKtjJQ/s200/IMG_8743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uauhh! Long time I don't write here. A lot of things happened since my last post: we moved back to Portugal, Diogo &amp;amp; Hugo started a new school, we moved to our new house (packing once more... sighs...), Hugo turned 1, I started a new job, we had a few parties in our house, we've been to IKEA a dozen times, we've seen a play and a few movies at the theater (rare events these days), we've even spent a day at the beach! And last weekend was Diogo's birthday. We had a big party for him with the traditional pinata and 2 cakes: one for singing happy birthday in portuguese and another in english. Its been fun, the only problem is that I still didn't manage to find time at the computer to keep in touch with all you guys. I hope this blog will fix that. :)&lt;br /&gt;For more pics of Diogo's birthday check this site (Diogo is the one with the light blue shirt with nr 6 and Hugo is the one in the green/white striped shirt with nr 1): &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/anabizarro/4AnosDiogo?authkey=zYkLZMrqZ90" target="_blank"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/anabizarro/4AnosDiogo?authkey=zYkLZMrqZ90&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and keep in touch!!&lt;br /&gt;-Ana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796385762666978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SEXPOIPyaeI/AAAAAAAACrw/wvRXOQQRdgQ/s320/IMG_8735.jpg" border="0" /&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/6408432750022741879-4681613281686007339?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4681613281686007339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4681613281686007339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4681613281686007339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4681613281686007339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SEXO7IPyadI/AAAAAAAACro/tkKhnCKtjJQ/s72-c/IMG_8743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8899704496179024575</id><published>2008-05-29T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:55:44.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8899704496179024575?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8899704496179024575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8899704496179024575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8899704496179024575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8899704496179024575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8934769162660731797</id><published>2008-05-29T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:57:29.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Diogo's party. He's 4!! :)))) We had a lot of fun and a lot of good food.The kids loved the pinata. This was a hard one to break and the fact that we just hadgirls hitting (except Diogo) didn't help. But eventually the girls broke it. :))))The party lasted about 10 hours, reminding us the parties we used to do in Madison...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzj9iCOxLI/AAAAAAAADBA/Xrj93umaSZk/s1600-h/IMG_8841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254825511482213554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzj9iCOxLI/AAAAAAAADBA/Xrj93umaSZk/s320/IMG_8841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzjgyiFF5I/AAAAAAAADA4/AVLL611tA70/s1600-h/IMG_8726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254825017694558098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzjgyiFF5I/AAAAAAAADA4/AVLL611tA70/s320/IMG_8726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzkU2vLO1I/AAAAAAAADBI/mnJcixMP6so/s1600-h/IMG_8805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254825912176425810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzkU2vLO1I/AAAAAAAADBI/mnJcixMP6so/s320/IMG_8805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8934769162660731797?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8934769162660731797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8934769162660731797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8934769162660731797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8934769162660731797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-4.html' title='Happy 4!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/SOzj9iCOxLI/AAAAAAAADBA/Xrj93umaSZk/s72-c/IMG_8841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-7494505961779116445</id><published>2007-12-10T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:07:20.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chanukah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14KaE5_2XI/AAAAAAAABkA/Nzt4YLbN5CI/s1600-h/IMG_6768.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aqui estão algumas fotos do nosso jantar de Chanukah, que é o "Natal" dos judeus. Chanukah na realidade são 8 dias de festa e em cada dia acende-se uma vela nova na Menorah (castiçal). Em cada dia dá-se prendas às crianças e joga-se dreidel (este dado especial que aparece nas fotos). Com o Diogo a ir para o JCC, obviamente ficámos a saber muito sobre a cultura judia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh dreidel dreidel dreidel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made it out of clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when it's dry and ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dreidel I will play" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tenho de perguntar ao Diogo o resto da letra)&lt;/div&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142555780100118850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14HPE5_2UI/AAAAAAAABjo/RMk6nNItZ-M/s400/IMG_6761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142556497359657314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14H405_2WI/AAAAAAAABj4/ZqTTdTy5Nbk/s400/IMG_6766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142561213233748370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14MLU5_2ZI/AAAAAAAABkQ/8llV5QFScmU/s400/IMG_6773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142556007733385554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14HcU5_2VI/AAAAAAAABjw/iOulxfSY3Oo/s400/IMG_6765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-7494505961779116445?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/7494505961779116445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=7494505961779116445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7494505961779116445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7494505961779116445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-chanukah.html' title='Happy Chanukah!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14HPE5_2UI/AAAAAAAABjo/RMk6nNItZ-M/s72-c/IMG_6761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-2153475974906335967</id><published>2007-12-06T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:53:02.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedalar em -10c</title><content type='html'>Pergunta: Como é que se anda de bicicleta com -10c graus?&lt;br /&gt;Resposta: Primeiro limpa-se a neve do selin, depois parte-se as estalactites que vão do selin até à roda, depois bate-se com o cadeado contra a bicicleta para partir o gelo que congelou o cadeado, depois bate-se com as rodas contra o chão para partir o gelo da neve que derretou e re-congelou à volta dos pneus. Depois é só enterrar o nariz na gola do casaco e pedalar. Mas pedalar na neve que está em cima do passeio é como andar em dois centimetros de areia sobre uma camada de gelo. Divertido!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-2153475974906335967?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/2153475974906335967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=2153475974906335967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2153475974906335967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/2153475974906335967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/12/pedalar-em-10c.html' title='Pedalar em -10c'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006195077060391507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-6056023380472009255</id><published>2007-12-03T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:12:41.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!</title><content type='html'>Hoje nevou imenso pela 1ª vez desde que cá estamos. Só ainda tinha nevado uma vez e foi muito pouco. Hoje deu para matar saudades de Madison. :)))&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha o carro estacionado na rua e o Diogo adorou andar na rua com a neve a cair (estava tão contente!!). O Hugo foi no carrinho, debaixo de varios cobertores mas mesmo assim apanhou neve nas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TFaU5_1HI/AAAAAAAABY8/wqFOnZNQ0Mk/s1600-R/IMG_6671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139950130815816818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TFaU5_1HI/AAAAAAAABY8/l8KUbjeewuo/s320/IMG_6671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDt05_1DI/AAAAAAAABYc/ToadsslAMgI/s1600-R/IMG_6666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDt05_1DI/AAAAAAAABYc/DKXDvFv8bKY/s320/IMG_6666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuE5_1EI/AAAAAAAABYk/t4-HUjrGFpQ/s1600-R/IMG_6667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuE5_1EI/AAAAAAAABYk/CQMilaYMqEk/s320/IMG_6667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuU5_1FI/AAAAAAAABYs/sjXDvlrzIeo/s1600-R/IMG_6669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuU5_1FI/AAAAAAAABYs/QrLbwN8jyPc/s320/IMG_6669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuk5_1GI/AAAAAAAABY0/O226s24Kyv8/s1600-R/IMG_6670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TDuk5_1GI/AAAAAAAABY0/DalY7ka0Uek/s320/IMG_6670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" 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/6408432750022741879-6056023380472009255?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6056023380472009255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=6056023380472009255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6056023380472009255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6056023380472009255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R1TFaU5_1HI/AAAAAAAABY8/l8KUbjeewuo/s72-c/IMG_6671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1470924387792483862</id><published>2007-11-16T22:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:38:38.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dormir no sofá</title><content type='html'>Ontem dormi na minha cama pela primeira vez em duas semanas. Não, a Ana não me colocou de castigo! Estamos a tentar que o Hugo não mame durante a noite e que durma a noite toda. Claro, ele não concorda com o plano. Como a Ana já estava cansada de acordar de 10 em 10 minutos para dar de mamar e como já lá vão 10 meses, achamos que era altura de a Ana começar a dormir. (Caso contrário teriamos Anzilla!)&lt;p&gt;Assim, ela dorme no quarto do Diogo, a três portas fechadas de distância do choro do Hugo. Eu durmo (tento!) no sofá da sala, a uma porta de distância. De duas em duas horas ele acorda, chora uns minutos e adormece. Eu vou lá ver se está tudo bem, sem ele me ver, ou depois de ele adormecer. Com o passar dos dias, o intervalo entre choros está a aumentar.  Agora dorme das 20h às 6h com apenas um ou dois pequenos resmungares. O suficiente para uma noite de cama!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leite em pó que ele não bebe: $10. Chupeta que ele não usa: $2.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir 4 horas seguidas na minha própria cama: priceless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijos e abraços,&lt;br /&gt;pedro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-1470924387792483862?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1470924387792483862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1470924387792483862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1470924387792483862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1470924387792483862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/dormir-no-sof.html' title='Dormir no sofá'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006195077060391507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8029815458208033933</id><published>2007-11-16T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:17:58.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of snow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BV1jc_wFhX4/Rz5c5-I_P3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2nljNrhMxeo/s1600-h/IMG_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BV1jc_wFhX4/Rz5c5-I_P3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2nljNrhMxeo/s200/IMG_5987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133642776251940722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarda mas não falha! A neve chegou! :) Depois de 5 anos de Wisconsin, agora é a vez de experimentar a neve da Pennsylvania! Deu para matar saudades (quem diria, saudades de neve!) mas foi neve tenrinha. Eu ainda saí de manhã armado com o limpa-neves para limpar a neve do carro, mas não havia quase nada para limpar. Antes assim! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Diogo, todo feliz, foi o primeiro a ver a neve! Olhem para este sorriso!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e abraços,&lt;br /&gt;Pedro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My first post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8029815458208033933?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8029815458208033933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8029815458208033933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8029815458208033933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8029815458208033933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-day-of-snow_16.html' title='First day of snow!!!'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11006195077060391507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BV1jc_wFhX4/Rz5c5-I_P3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2nljNrhMxeo/s72-c/IMG_5987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1042652631762846927</id><published>2007-11-10T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:15:54.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home made toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aqui estão alguns dos nossos brinquedos que são amigos do ambiente e que puxam pela imaginação. O Diogo adora!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131416629533517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzZ0PLXgpuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OkdOVV6UTis/s320/IMG_4823.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Um tupperware com uma fita a tira-colo faz tanto barulho como um tambor a sério. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131418502139258658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzZ18LXgpyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/IYjXnsfW_-Y/s320/IMG_5319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Esta round-house para os comboios até tem relogio para os comboios nao se atrasarem. E foi o Diogo que pintou os carris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131417321023252226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzZ03bXgpwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/VQJjyjOQx90/s320/IMG_5430.jpg" border="0" /&gt; E é seguro para o Hugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131417651735734034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzZ1KrXgpxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0_Vq9UX2jJo/s320/IMG_5434.jpg" border="0" /&gt; As "carruagens" abrem e levam muitas coisas lá dentro: animais, comboios, carros... até maçãs levam!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142563549695957410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/R14OTU5_2aI/AAAAAAAABkY/ZNazuJawmkg/s400/IMG_6780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;E um monstro que come dinossauros que voam. O Diogo adora este monstro (e o dinossauro que está preso na boca dele) e já brincou imensas horas com ele. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6408432750022741879-1042652631762846927?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1042652631762846927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1042652631762846927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1042652631762846927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1042652631762846927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-made-toys.html' title='Home made toys'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzZ0PLXgpuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OkdOVV6UTis/s72-c/IMG_4823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-7299404234466674184</id><published>2007-11-08T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:57:02.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bundle up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPoTrXgocI/AAAAAAAAAsw/J_BLZ1H3QoA/s1600-h/IMG_5703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130699825261617602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPoTrXgocI/AAAAAAAAAsw/J_BLZ1H3QoA/s320/IMG_5703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Começou o frio e parece que é para ficar. Já nevou (só um bocadinho) e de manhã estão quase sempre graus negativos. Cada vez vai ficar pior (mais e mais frio) e é engraçado ver como as pessoas adoram este tempo (eu nao!!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130699065052406178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPnnbXgoaI/AAAAAAAAAsg/IoGaDSgOdgI/s400/IMG_5700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-7299404234466674184?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/7299404234466674184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=7299404234466674184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7299404234466674184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7299404234466674184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/bundle-up.html' title='Bundle up!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPoTrXgocI/AAAAAAAAAsw/J_BLZ1H3QoA/s72-c/IMG_5703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4609968494134882238</id><published>2007-11-08T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:15:45.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rui Pedro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPkv7XgoZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/JmsCav6uIhQ/s1600-h/ruipedro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130695912546410898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPkv7XgoZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/JmsCav6uIhQ/s200/ruipedro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia destes ao telefone o Rui Pedro perguntou-me: "O que é que vocês fazem aí?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não é muito fácil responder a esta pergunta porque aqui fazemos muitas coisas. Sabemos que estamos aqui temporariamente então todos os fins de semana vamos a sítios diferentes, vamos explorar a cidade e normalmente vamos à aventura, sem planos muito definidos. Já fomos a vários parques, já fomos a downtown, já fomos ver exposições de arte... Apesar de Pittsburgh ser uma cidade muito grande, já não falta muito para ver. Também já conhecemos muitas pessoas e fizemos jantares com portugueses e pessoas locais. Até já tivemos um amigo da California a visitar-nos. Isto ao fim de semana porque durante a semana tentamos manter uma rotina. O Diogo vai para o infantário das 9am até às 3pm. Durante essas horas, eu e o Hugo fazemos algumas actividades, dependendo do dia da semana: 2as feiras vamos à biblioteca entregar livros e trazer livros novos para a semana, 3as feiras o Hugo tem aula de música, 4as feiras vamos nadar, 5as feiras voltamos à biblioteca para a hora da historia para bebes (que é só cantar e dançar e fazer alguma ginástica) e às 6as feiras não temos nada planeado. Todos os dias saimos de casa por volta das 9am e regressamos por volta das 5pm. Depois de ir buscar o Diogo e antes de ir para casa (entre as 3pm e as 5pm) fazemos alguma actividade os três. Ou ficamos na Family Room a brincar, ou vamos para a mesa dos comboios na biblioteca ou às vezes só a algum sítio lanchar. Agora que o frio já aperta, o mais normal é ficarmos pela Family Room lá no infantário do Diogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para jantar, eu faço sempre comida portuguesa (um caril ou outro de vez enquando para variar) mas o Diogo no infantário come coisas muito diferentes: Tacos, Ravioli, Chicken Nuggets, Brown Rice, Noodles, Applesauce, Ziti, Potato Pancakes, Cottage Cheese, Salada Israelita,Teriyaki Chicken, Pretzels, Corn Cakes, Hummus, String Cheese... Eu sei porque recebemos todas as semanas o menu (se fosse eu, passava fome mas acho que o Diogo se tem safado bem).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muita gente que conhecemos aqui não é de cá. Todos os dias falo com pessoas que vieram da Itália, do Irão, da Rússia, da Turquia, do Perú, da China, do Japão, de Israel... e também com pessoas que são daqui mesmo de Pittsburgh. E de falar com todas estas pessoas, vamos sempre aprendendo alguma coisa nova sobre o país, sobre a cultura, sobre a comida, sobre tanta coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E acho que isso é a coisa mais importante que estamos a fazer aqui: aprender. Aprendemos tanto a tantos níveis diferentes que nós próprios mudamos a nossa maneira de ser e de ver o mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E com isto espero ter saciado a curiosidade do Rui Pedro. Se ficaram perguntas no ar, em Dezembro aí estaremos com tempo e com fotos para mostrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijinhos para todos. Estamos cheios de saudades vossas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6408432750022741879-4609968494134882238?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4609968494134882238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4609968494134882238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4609968494134882238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4609968494134882238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/rui-pedros-question.html' title='Rui Pedro'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzPkv7XgoZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/JmsCav6uIhQ/s72-c/ruipedro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4387576925182716361</id><published>2007-11-06T22:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:46:58.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzE2m2jcHHI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aPF-aMTVJXQ/s1600-h/IMG_5674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129941491658792050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzE2m2jcHHI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aPF-aMTVJXQ/s200/IMG_5674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No infantario do Diogo, o tema dos transportes já acabou e esta semana é sobre o Outono e folhas a cair das árvores. Quando recebi o plano para a semana pensei "Ok, uma semana fácil..." É que depois do embaraço da ovelha, do pato e do galo no balão de ar quente, não quero dar mais barraca. Eu cheguei a contar essa historia às professoras e elas fartaram-se de rir e disseram que me iam por a par do que iam ensinando aos miudos. Hoje, quando cheguei lá a Leslie disse-me que esta semana estavam a ensinar-lhes sobre o Outuno e as folhas a cair e eu disse-lhe toda contente que já sabia porque já tinha lido o plano para a semana. Mas só por curiosidade perguntei-lhe sobre que é que falavam e ela muito naturalmente respondeu "falamos sobre a clorofila e a fotossintese e que a clorofila é que dá a cor verde às folhas blablabla". Fiquei de boca aberta... mais uma vez!! &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/6408432750022741879-4387576925182716361?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4387576925182716361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4387576925182716361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4387576925182716361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4387576925182716361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-leaves.html' title='Fall Leaves'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RzE2m2jcHHI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aPF-aMTVJXQ/s72-c/IMG_5674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-5657857502553420905</id><published>2007-11-04T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:46:43.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnegie Science Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6JGmjcD9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/rvynlZl4HYU/s1600-h/IMG_5506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129187772142981074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6JGmjcD9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/rvynlZl4HYU/s200/IMG_5506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este domingo fomos visitar o Carnegie Science Museum. Para as crianças é mesmo demais. Não só é didactico como tambem super divertido. O andar de cima e' um playground enorme com muita água e onde dá para sair de lá molhadinho dos pés à cabeça. Nós já sabíamos e por isso o Diogo levou galochas. :)) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dentro do science museum também havia um planetario e fomos os quatro ver a projeccao. Era sobre uma viagem a Marte. Com 9 meses, o Hugo já atravessou um oceano, já andou de comboio, barco, avião, autocarro, já viu lamas e rinocerontes, ursos polares e camelos, é habitué na biblioteca de Carnegie Mellon, já viu quadros originais do Andy Warhol e até já foi a um planetario!! Realmente a vida agora acontece muito mais depressa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129190108605190162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6LOmjcEBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bfZtEp-EIzI/s400/IMG_5450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logo que chegámos o Diogo encontrou um amigo do infantário, o Spencer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129188472222650354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6JvWjcD_I/AAAAAAAAARA/qIseAqxr8Ws/s400/IMG_5445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129188154395070434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6Jc2jcD-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0TrNVR8kvFc/s400/IMG_5481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129187050588475330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6IcmjcD8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/GV8c1yvAgac/s400/IMG_5476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129188996208660482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6KN2jcEAI/AAAAAAAAARI/_t5jco0Iljg/s400/IMG_5538.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129190435022704674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6LhmjcECI/AAAAAAAAARY/3iY6h7hv29s/s400/IMG_5545.jpg" border="0" /&gt; E no fim da visita, passámos pela loja do museu e comprámos uma bola sensorial para o Hugo um "sistema solar" muito pequenino que brilha no escuro para o Diogo. Quando chegámos a casa montámos o "sistema solar" no quarto do Diogo... na ventoinha do tecto. Quando ligamos a ventoinha fica espectacular, principalmente se o quarto estiver escuro. Até o Hugo adorou porque vê as bolinhas a girar, girar, girar... :)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129210350786058082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6do2jcF2I/AAAAAAAAAgs/qU7uAICAcQ4/s400/IMG_5594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129210672908605298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6d7mjcF3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/gZvPZ_PZpf4/s400/IMG_5604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-5657857502553420905?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/5657857502553420905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=5657857502553420905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/5657857502553420905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/5657857502553420905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/carnegie-science-center.html' title='Carnegie Science Center'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6JGmjcD9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/rvynlZl4HYU/s72-c/IMG_5506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8047046978939574384</id><published>2007-11-02T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:00:27.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Este fim de semana o Shiva (ex-colega na Cisco) apanhou um avião e veio-nos cá visitar. Andámos a mostrar-lhe Pittsburgh, fomos ao Station Square (que infelizmente tinha tudo fechado), andámos no incline, fomos ver o point e o jacto de água que agora está cor-de-rosa, fomos ao Any Warhol museum e andámos por downtown (Business e Cultural Districts). Andámos imenso a pé e felizmente o tempo estava excelente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele chegou na 6a feira e na 5a estavamos os 3 doentes: eu, o Diogo e o Hugo (o Diogo até teve de faltar à escola). Ainda não sei como consegui fazer tudo mas na 6a feira até às 5pm que era a hora do Shiva chegar, eu arrumei a casa, limpei a cozinha e a casa de banho, fiz uma lasanha (de raiz), fiz frango no forno, arroz e para sobremesa tiramisu (também de raiz). E ainda fui buscar o Diogo ao infantário às 3pm. Não foi nada fácil mas felizmente lá consegui fazer tudo. O Pedro quando chegou a casa nem queria acreditar... :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195949760712802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6QimjcEGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/hSo04EOE0QI/s400/IMG_5347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195425774702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6QEGjcEEI/AAAAAAAAARk/Blb_5YYjQSg/s400/IMG_5360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129196280473194610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6Q12jcEHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/B6c0fGiaJWQ/s400/IMG_5383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129196563941036162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6RGWjcEII/AAAAAAAAASE/uhgeNs_lyVE/s400/IMG_5412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195769372086354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6QYGjcEFI/AAAAAAAAARs/XXD7qKW3gt4/s400/IMG_5401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8047046978939574384?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8047046978939574384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8047046978939574384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8047046978939574384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8047046978939574384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/shiva.html' title='Shiva'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry6QimjcEGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/hSo04EOE0QI/s72-c/IMG_5347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-7044792134330860967</id><published>2007-11-01T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T09:31:44.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3WPGjcD5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/merGqXtFqG4/s1600-h/IMG_5302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128991105590497170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3WPGjcD5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/merGqXtFqG4/s200/IMG_5302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pela 1ª vez fizemos Trick or Treat a sério - de casa em casa, de quarteirão em quarteirão. Primeiro fomos para a casa da Rebecca e no fim de jantar começámos a aventura. O Pedro e o Hugo não foram porque o Hugo estava doente e não queriamos que apanhasse frio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algumas casas estavam completamente decoradas com esqueletos (tamanho real), teias de aranha por todo o la&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3WeWjcD6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/2C5tzSVLk38/s1600-h/IMG_5306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128991367583502242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3WeWjcD6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/2C5tzSVLk38/s200/IMG_5306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do e baús, etc. etc. Algumas até tinham música de Halloween (sons arrepiantes!!) à porta de casa. O Diogo era um cavaleiro destemido mas em algumas casas ele ficava para trás a ver no que aquilo ia dar. Depois quando via uma senhora simpática a abrir a porta, então já perdia o medo. Era muito escuro e andavamos com lanternas na rua. Nem valia a pena tirar fotos por causa da escuridão mas eu tirei algumas só para recordar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Sam e o Brian eram tigres e o Diogo era um cavaleiro. Chegaram a casa carregadinhos de guloseimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128988206487572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3TmWjcD0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/DNdJwEc4yak/s400/IMG_5292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128989293114298242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3UlmjcD4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/VFXTgwYJMsw/s400/IMG_5299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128988554379923282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3T6mjcD1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Uv0nN-VSM0A/s400/IMG_5296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128991900159446962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3W9WjcD7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/vJPQ2oG8d3E/s400/IMG_5312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-7044792134330860967?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/7044792134330860967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=7044792134330860967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7044792134330860967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/7044792134330860967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Ry3WPGjcD5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/merGqXtFqG4/s72-c/IMG_5302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4027014363282106239</id><published>2007-10-31T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:59:57.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can turtles read??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;'As segundas feiras e' dia de trazer livros novos da biblioteca e por acaso o Diogo estava vestido de tartaruga (é o fato do Hugo para o Halloween mas ele gosta dos 2 fatos por isso vai alternando entre tartaruga e cavaleiro). Quando eu olhei para ele nao resisti e fui a correr buscar a maquina fotografica. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyjAwGjcDwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OK-WoTxkpUA/s1600-h/IMG_5271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127560108386815746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyjAwGjcDwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OK-WoTxkpUA/s320/IMG_5271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127562088366739250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyjCjWjcDzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VafnWjDWZUk/s320/IMG_5273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127560469164068642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyjBFGjcDyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oRVKTSJWebQ/s320/IMG_5272.jpg" border="0" /&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/6408432750022741879-4027014363282106239?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4027014363282106239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4027014363282106239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4027014363282106239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4027014363282106239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-turtles-read.html' title='Can turtles read??'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyjAwGjcDwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OK-WoTxkpUA/s72-c/IMG_5271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-3304832455186514773</id><published>2007-10-28T09:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:36:19.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySZQGjcC4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/a3ROJ97M1PA/s1600-h/IMG_4964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126390777770675074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySZQGjcC4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/a3ROJ97M1PA/s200/IMG_4964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui vai um preview do que eles vao vestir no Halloween. O Diogo e' um cavaleiro (o que ele queria mesmo era a espada) e o Hugo e' uma tartaruga. Compramos o tamanho maior da tartaruga porque assim tambem da' para o Diogo. :)&lt;br /&gt;Estas fotos foram tiradas no mini-Carnival, uma festinha que fizeram para os profs de Carnegie Mellon. Enjoy!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387522185464642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWSmjcC0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/tD-UZS8EnZE/s320/IMG_4967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387513595530034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWSGjcCzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0jpI2hGx25o/s320/IMG_5059.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWTGjcC1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/30uvkFuBJq0/s1600-h/IMG_4975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387530775399250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWTGjcC1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/30uvkFuBJq0/s320/IMG_4975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySbr2jcC7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/VT4Ean8-P4w/s1600-h/IMG_5001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWTWjcC2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/lH1S0Q6F8B4/s1600-h/IMG_4991.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387543660301170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySWT2jcC3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/XC3kxL4koK8/s320/IMG_5004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126396013335808962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySeA2jcC8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/T1D7mmPisU8/s320/IMG_5011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126396026220710866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySeBmjcC9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_WLFK_suMK0/s320/IMG_4990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-3304832455186514773?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3304832455186514773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=3304832455186514773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3304832455186514773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3304832455186514773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/hallowen_28.html' title='Halloween Preview'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RySZQGjcC4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/a3ROJ97M1PA/s72-c/IMG_4964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-3471900864944789937</id><published>2007-10-25T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T20:13:04.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Storytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEvkGjcCwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/34xNoJIuQlI/s1600-h/IMG_4926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125430148205382402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEvkGjcCwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/34xNoJIuQlI/s200/IMG_4926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos passado dias maravilhosos aqui. De manha eu e o Hugo levamos o Diogo 'a escola. Temos de nos despachar porque a historia comeca a partir das 9h15 e o Diogo nao quer perder nem um bocadinho. E depois eu e o Hugo estamos livres para as nossas actividades. Hoje foi dia de "baby storytime" na biblioteca. A localizacao do infantario e' excelente, fica perto de tudo e por isso podemos ir a pe' a todo o lado. Entao, depois de deixar o Diogo e brincar um bocadinho na Family Place (sala dos brinquedos no &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEvmGjcCxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m1muss23bGE/s1600-h/IMG_4931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125430182565120786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEvmGjcCxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m1muss23bGE/s200/IMG_4931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;andar de cima) fomos 'a biblioteca. Quando la' chegamos foi facil ver que a sala ia estar cheia porque os carrinhos faziam varias filas 'a porta. E estava! Eram talvez uns 40 pais com os respectivos filhos (ate' 2 anos no max porque e' para bebes'). Mas nesta storytime nao se lê livros! Canta-se, dizem-se rimas populares, faz-se ginastica com o bebe', cocegas e muitos muitos beijos. Quase todas as musicas incluiem beijinhos e coceguinhas no bebe'. O Hugo, movel como esta', nao alinha muito em ficar sentadinho no meu colo a receber cocegas e beijos por isso la' vai, a gatinhar por ali fora, dentro do circulo, a "checkar" os brinquedos e os outros bebes'. A certa altura foi mesmo engraçado: um circulo de uns 40 pais com os bebes' no colo e o Hugo, exactamente no meio do circulo, sozinho, sentadinho a olhar 'a volta e a rir-se todo contente a abanar bracos. Toda a gente ficou derretida e a dizer "ohh". :)) Quem me dera ter a camera ali 'a mao. :))&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eles tiveram a tirar fotos para por no website da biblioteca. Hei-de ver daqui a uns dias se nos' aparecemos. Ontem fomos para uma livraria (tambem ao lado do infantario) e tiramos estas fotos. Onde houver livros... estamos bem. :))&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEwX2jcCyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/JVSlCLCxmSs/s1600-h/IMG_4935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125431037263612706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEwX2jcCyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/JVSlCLCxmSs/s320/IMG_4935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-3471900864944789937?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3471900864944789937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=3471900864944789937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3471900864944789937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3471900864944789937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/temos-passado-dias-maravilhosos-aqui.html' title='Baby Storytime'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyEvkGjcCwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/34xNoJIuQlI/s72-c/IMG_4926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-8187389950481176754</id><published>2007-10-20T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:41:44.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zooboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyVEQGjcC-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rgjluyrOMnw/s1600-h/IMG_4656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126578794259024866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyVEQGjcC-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rgjluyrOMnw/s200/IMG_4656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooboo foi uma festa de Halloween no jardim zoologico. Os miudos iam passando de barraquinha em barraquinha e iam recebendo guloseimas ('Trick or Treat'). O Diogo adorou e foi um dia muito bem passado. Como eles nao tinham saquinho para Trick or Treat, fiz-lhes uns cestinhos a dizer "Boo" com uns tupperwares la' de casa e o Diogo adorou. Quando eu lho dei ele disse "Mommy, it's sooo beautiful!!". :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyVOVGjcC_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/2W1er19F7f0/s1600-h/IMG_4663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126589875274648562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyVOVGjcC_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/2W1er19F7f0/s320/IMG_4663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ainda não tinhamos trajes para eles vestirem, uns bigodes de gato foi o que se pode arranjar. O Diogo adorou ser um gatinho por um dia!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyXzNWjcDAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/66x9cOkYpi4/s1600-h/IMG_4660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126771161549245442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyXzNWjcDAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/66x9cOkYpi4/s320/IMG_4660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Dentro* da area dos cangurus. Neste zoo pode-se entrar e ficar pertissimos dos cangurus e das gazelas (e ate' fazer-lhes festinhas).&lt;/p&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-8187389950481176754?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/8187389950481176754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=8187389950481176754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8187389950481176754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/8187389950481176754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/zooboo.html' title='Zooboo'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RyVEQGjcC-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rgjluyrOMnw/s72-c/IMG_4656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-1057987871854774913</id><published>2007-10-18T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:45:30.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big flop :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgZ2TTM17I/AAAAAAAAAEk/4T_7uswKdHE/s1600-h/wright_brothers_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122872996818376626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgZ2TTM17I/AAAAAAAAAEk/4T_7uswKdHE/s200/wright_brothers_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Na escola, o Diogo está a aprender sobre coisas que voam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A semana passada foi sobre avioes (imaginem a nossa surpresa quando o Diogo disse que o aviao de papel que o Pedro fez era dos irmaos Wright!!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgZSjTM16I/AAAAAAAAAEc/RwwuxKrK9yI/s1600-h/airballoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgaFTTM18I/AAAAAAAAAEs/cxItbbM8zeM/s1600-h/airballoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122873254516414402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgaFTTM18I/AAAAAAAAAEs/cxItbbM8zeM/s200/airballoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Esta semana é sobre baloes de ar quente. Entao ao jantar estavamos a falar sobre baloes de ar quente e o Diogo disse que uma ovelha, um galo e um pato foram os primeiros a ir no balao. Nos' achamos piada mas dissemos que nao, que foi um cao. Pelo sim, pelo nao fomos 'a web ver e foi mesmo uma ovelha, um galo e um pato! Ooops!!E isto fez-nos pensar: se ele tem 3 anos e ja' nos ensina estas coisas como sera' daqui a uns anos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temos de fazer o nosso trabalho de casa porque aprender na escola e desaprender em casa nao dá!! :)&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/6408432750022741879-1057987871854774913?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/1057987871854774913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=1057987871854774913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1057987871854774913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/1057987871854774913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/big-flop.html' title='Big flop :|'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgZ2TTM17I/AAAAAAAAAEk/4T_7uswKdHE/s72-c/wright_brothers_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-3792544307453443970</id><published>2007-10-18T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:48:19.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ASL - American Sign Language</title><content type='html'>Aqui nos EUA praticamente em todos os infantarios ensina-se sign language aos bebes com o objectivo de superar frustracoes e birras ja' que os bebes' ainda nao tem a capacidade de verbalizar o que querem. Como ja' têm capacidade para fazer gestos simples e como eles sao uma esponja a aprender, a linguagem gestual e' perfeita para eles. Costuma-se ensinar a partir dos 4 ou 5 meses mas eu so' agora e' que ando a comecar a fazer isso com o Hugo (e ele ja' fez 8 meses). Entao tenho trazido uns DVDs da biblioteca para casa e tem sido espectacular... O Diogo adora fazer os sinais e divertimo-nos imenso. Quando o Pedro chega a casa fazemos logo os sinais novos que aprendemos e ate' o Pedro fica vidrado a ver os DVDs para aprender. Eu dava algum credito a esta linguagem mas foi um dia no autocarro que a minha opiniao mudou completamente e fiquei fã. Estavamos a regressar a casa de autocarro e o Diogo estava muito cansado e anti-social e nem se quis sentar ao pe' de mim. Eu tentei puxar conversa para o animar mas ele nem me ligava, estava exausto. Entao eu fiz-lhe o gesto de "I love you" e ele ficou a olhar para mim. A minha surpresa foi ele comecar a fazer gestos tambem. Foi o caminho todo a fazer o gesto de aviao e a divertir-se. Hoje tivemos mais um momento espectacular. Cheguei ao infantario antes das 3pm e fiquei 'a porta da sala dele a olhar pelo vidro. A sala estava escura, o Diogo estava deitado, ja' acordado, a olhar para a porta. Viu-me e nem reagiu, continuou deitado ainda zombie. Pelo vidro comecei a fazer caretas e ele achou piada e depois lembrei-me de usar ASL. Entao fiz o sinal para sentar e ele imediatamente sentou-se a achar um piadao aos gestos. Foi tao giro estarmos a comunicar atraves do vidro da porta e sem dizer uma unica palavra. Depois perguntei se queria leite (sempre atraves de gestos) e ele abanou a cabeca a dizer que sim e por ai' fora. Agora vejo imensas vantagens nesta linguagem. Comunicar 'a distancia, sem estar a berrar e' na minha opiniao a maior vantagem! E tambem se um dia o Diogo (ou nos') tiver algum amigo surdo, sera' muito mais facil comunicar. Esta e' a 4a linguagem que o Diogo esta' a aprender (para alem de portugues, ingles e hebreu) e sem duvida e' a mais divertida. Por que nao se ensina isto nas escolas portuguesas? Fica a dica. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Se os avos' vissem o Diogo fazer o gesto para "avó" e "avô" iam ficar completamente derretidos. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-3792544307453443970?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3792544307453443970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=3792544307453443970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3792544307453443970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3792544307453443970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/asl-american-sign-language.html' title='ASL - American Sign Language'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-3396939593449587108</id><published>2007-10-13T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:12:54.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go Diogo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxGCojTM1xI/AAAAAAAAADU/OH_zxuUhq3A/s1600-h/IMG_4314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxGCojTM1xI/AAAAAAAAADU/OH_zxuUhq3A/s200/IMG_4314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121017884479117074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Foto tirada pelo Diogo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Diogo tem-nos deixado de boca aberta ultimamente. Ja' faz algumas contas, tipo 2+1, 2+2, etc., ja' conhece algumas letras, principalmente o D de Diogo e o A. Hoje paramos em frente a uma loja e ele disse 'Mommy, I see two fives' e eu olhei para ver e realmente o numero da porta era 5523. E eu perguntei-lhe quais eram os outros e ele disse sem hesitar 2 e 3. E no carro disse 'It's the letter for Calihl' e nos' sem percebermos o que era olhamos para todo o lado e ele estava a apontar para a placa com o nome da rua que era blablabla Circle e o C era a letra para Calihl que e' um amigo dele da escola (que por acaso e' grande fa do Hugo e sempre que vou buscar o Diogo, o Calihl vem logo a correr para mim para brincar e dar beijos ao Hugo).&lt;br /&gt;E o highlight do dia: o Pedro estava agora 'a noite a fazer um aviao de papel para o Diogo e ele disse que era dos Wright Brothers (o Pedro caiu para o lado obviamente...) e depois e' que percebemos que na escola ele anda a aprender sobre transportes e avioes e naturalmente sobre os seus pioneiros. Uauu!! Ha' 3 anos atras' esta pessoinha nao existia e agora ja' faz contas, conhece letras, fala duas linguas fluentemente com um vocabulario excelente e ... ate' me corrige (um dia destes ele fez-me uma pergunta em ingles e eu respondi em portugues e ele disse "Mama, quando eu falo em ingles tu respondes em ingles, quando eu falo em portugues tu respondes em portugues"... ai, ai, ja' nem se pode facilitar um bocadinho...). :))&lt;br /&gt;Estas fotos foram tiradas por ele no stroller enquanto passeavamos na Walnut Street. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxGFGTTM1yI/AAAAAAAAADc/dIR6Z-chacA/s1600-h/IMG_4372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxGFGTTM1yI/AAAAAAAAADc/dIR6Z-chacA/s320/IMG_4372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121020594603480866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2GdTTM1qI/AAAAAAAAACc/3TTA-YGWcAk/s400/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6408432750022741879-3144291876972391648?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/3144291876972391648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=3144291876972391648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3144291876972391648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/3144291876972391648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-daddy.html' title='Super Daddy'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2J4TTM1wI/AAAAAAAAADM/OENSInN2Qzw/s72-c/IMG_3327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4163395485824453672</id><published>2007-10-10T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:49:08.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AYjTM1hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lf-TU-nhCkU/s1600-h/IMG_4352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119889510671111698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AYjTM1hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lf-TU-nhCkU/s320/IMG_4352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Hugo adora ir para a casa de banho. Ele sabe bem onde fica e nunca se engana. Mal apanha a porta aberta, la' vai ele. Desta vez a maquina fotografica estava perto! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AYjTM1hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lf-TU-nhCkU/s1600-h/IMG_4352.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AZDTM1iI/AAAAAAAAABc/jv3i4IaWJLM/s1600-h/IMG_4354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119889519261046306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AZDTM1iI/AAAAAAAAABc/jv3i4IaWJLM/s320/IMG_4354.jpg" 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/6408432750022741879-4163395485824453672?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4163395485824453672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4163395485824453672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4163395485824453672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4163395485824453672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/busted.html' title='Busted!!!!'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/Rw2AYjTM1hI/AAAAAAAAABU/Lf-TU-nhCkU/s72-c/IMG_4352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-6002115164082816551</id><published>2007-10-07T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:30:28.651-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pittsburgh'/><title type='text'>Campus, Torre do Conhecimento, Carrocel... sempre non-stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmO-TTM1aI/AAAAAAAAAAc/clGIscw2oA4/s1600-h/IMG_4317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118779652467119522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmO-TTM1aI/AAAAAAAAAAc/clGIscw2oA4/s200/IMG_4317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mais um dia em que nao paramos. Saimos de manha para o campus, visitamos a torre do conhecimento onde fomos ate' ao andar 36 mas nao vimos quase nada. Ja' estavam a fechar. Prometemos voltar la' um dia destes e fazer a tour. Pareceu bastante interessante e eram so' $3. Depois levamos o Diogo e o Hugo ao carrocel e acabamos por andar todos. Afinal ser pai e' ser crianca outra vez, certo?... :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmOdDTM1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvqq2PdwJLE/s1600-h/IMG_4283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118779081236469138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmOdDTM1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zvqq2PdwJLE/s200/IMG_4283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fizemos uma paragem rapida em casa para arrumar e limpar tudo e saimos logo que ficou tudo limpinho. Sempre a pe' e de autocarro e a puxar os carrinhos. Acabamos o dia no Giant Eagle a comprar mercearia Estamos de rastos, os pes' estao a latejar e o Diogo e o Hugo adormeceram no caminho para casa e nem acordaram para jantar. Estes dias sao fantasticos... :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmQ3jTM1bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w1dZTbvKkrQ/s1600-h/IMG_4314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118781735526258098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmQ3jTM1bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w1dZTbvKkrQ/s320/IMG_4314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmR8TTM1cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xcuk5-DJEcQ/s1600-h/IMG_4269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118782916642264514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmR8TTM1cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xcuk5-DJEcQ/s320/IMG_4269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmTozTM1dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/L1icneytMVY/s1600-h/IMG_4272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118784780658070994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmTozTM1dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/L1icneytMVY/s320/IMG_4272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmU3zTM1fI/AAAAAAAAABE/xYevo9Gy-2E/s1600-h/IMG_4273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118786137867736562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmU3zTM1fI/AAAAAAAAABE/xYevo9Gy-2E/s320/IMG_4273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmUPzTM1eI/AAAAAAAAAA8/88KjftYZuM4/s1600-h/IMG_4303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmVujTM1gI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gmwjs-OeLvE/s1600-h/IMG_4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118787078465574402" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmVujTM1gI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gmwjs-OeLvE/s320/IMG_4274.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6408432750022741879-6002115164082816551?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/6002115164082816551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=6002115164082816551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6002115164082816551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/6002115164082816551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/campus-torre-do-conhecimento-carrocel.html' title='Campus, Torre do Conhecimento, Carrocel... sempre non-stop'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RwmO-TTM1aI/AAAAAAAAAAc/clGIscw2oA4/s72-c/IMG_4317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6408432750022741879.post-4181130871934769044</id><published>2007-10-07T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:36:30.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phipps, pool, pizza, Walnut Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgWaTTM13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/GIiYV2uOZ0g/s1600-h/IMG_4260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122869217247156082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgWaTTM13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/GIiYV2uOZ0g/s200/IMG_4260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;We left the house at about 11am and arrived past 9pm! Pittsburgh really has a lot to offer! We headed to Phipps, a green house near the CMU campus. The exhibit is called FiberArt and is fiber glass art among the plants. Really beautiful. But, what could be more boring to a 3-year-old super energetic kid than a green house? Actually, Diogo had a lot of fun. They had little canisters and a jet of water coming from the ground so kids could fill up the canisters and water the plants and obviously... get ALL WET!! The day was really hot and nothing better than playing with water. Hugo was sleeping at that time but when he woke up, he g&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgXXTTM14I/AAAAAAAAAEM/jm9NgwFKaAw/s1600-h/IMG_4261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122870265219176322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgXXTTM14I/AAAAAAAAAEM/jm9NgwFKaAw/s200/IMG_4261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ot a chance to splash in the water too. But there was more. They have a little maze, some kind of a tree house, and best of all, they could bring a plant home!! Diogo got a little vase, he put the dirt in it all by himself, he picked the plant and brought it home! That was really neat! Now he takes care of it like a baby (well, we'll see for how long!!). After the green house and a quick stop at Panera we headed to the swimming pool at JCC. The water was great and nothing could feel better than being in the water after such a non-stop-walking-hot-and-humid-day. After Pizza at Lucci's we finally got in the bus to Walnut Street and only after a Caramel Machiatto at Starbucks we finally arrived home. We do a lot of things here. And we still have a big list of things to do... :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122870930939107218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgX-DTM15I/AAAAAAAAAEU/DNdKYXDlF0o/s320/IMG_4259.jpg" border="0" /&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/6408432750022741879-4181130871934769044?l=4bizarros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/feeds/4181130871934769044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6408432750022741879&amp;postID=4181130871934769044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4181130871934769044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6408432750022741879/posts/default/4181130871934769044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4bizarros.blogspot.com/2007/10/phipps-pool-pizza-walnut-street.html' title='Phipps, pool, pizza, Walnut Street'/><author><name>AnaJ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_66CGUACpcX0/RxgWaTTM13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/GIiYV2uOZ0g/s72-c/IMG_4260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
