My daughter is an independent little one. She typically decides to do things on her own before we decide to teach them to her. For example, at 7 months old, she spit out her binkie, which flew out and rolled across the floor to the other side of the room, and refused to ever put it in again. Brandon was heartbroken. That was the only way to make her be quiet, and it really helped her to fall asleep. It was a good thing, don't get me wrong, just very inconvenient for us who live in a very convenience-oriented world.
About two weeks ago, Isabela started pointed to the toilet and saying "vroom." I had no idea what exactly she was implying. Over the next couple of days she started pointing to it and crying. Before I would put her into the tub, we would get her all undressed, and finally I put her on the toilet because she kept begging. She just sat there, didn't go pee or anything, but oh, the joy that was on her face. And the elation from actually using toilet paper. What a happy little girl she was! Since then she asks to use the "vroom" every morning, every time she gets into the tub, every time someone else uses the "vroom," and sometimes in between.
Brandon challenged me to figure out why she was saying "vroom." And then one day it clicked. I got her to say "bathroom" which came out "bafvroom." I hadn't pushed potty training since she wasn't even two and I knew when Xander got here she would regress back to her old ways anyway. I guess we'll see what she decides, since it is, afterall, always what she decides, at least in her own little world. :)
3/24/11
3/20/11
The Bishop's Office
Brandon and I got called into the Bishop's office today. First, Brandon is now the Young Men 2nd Counselor, working mainly with the deacons. I am excited for him. We both got set apart today for our callings. I was blessed twice with the physical strength and endurance that I desire. I figure that is a HUGE blessing. Not only is the Lord blessing us with what He thinks we need or what we think we need, but what I desire. I think those blessings come only with obedience. But it makes me really think. What do I desire? and how much do I desire it? I want to be able to have great endurance in running and swimming - and I don't even know how to swim, but it made me want to try. It's amazing how the Lord blesses us, which only motivates us to work harder. I know I won't be blessed with these things if I don't do the work. But knowing I will be in labor and delivering a baby soon, I am very grateful for that blessing to have physical strength and endurance.
Second on the agenda, we were asked to speak in sacrament next week. I told them it is the exact day my baby is due. I will be speaking unless I am in the hospital, in which case, I told Brandon I will write my talk and he can read it for me :) So here is our talk and scripture on which we are focusing:
General Conference talk Elder Costa: Obedience to the Prophets
http://lds.org/ensign/2010/11/obedience-to-the-prophets?lang=eng
D&C 82:10 & D&C 130: 20-21
I, the Lord, am abound when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no bpromise.
There is a alaw, irrevocably decreed in bheaven before the foundations of this world, upon which all cblessings are predicated—
Any insights, stories, etc. in relation to the topic would fun to read in preparing for our talks, or help Brandon out on the chance I am not able to make it to church :)
Second on the agenda, we were asked to speak in sacrament next week. I told them it is the exact day my baby is due. I will be speaking unless I am in the hospital, in which case, I told Brandon I will write my talk and he can read it for me :) So here is our talk and scripture on which we are focusing:
General Conference talk Elder Costa: Obedience to the Prophets
http://lds.org/ensign/2010/11/obedience-to-the-prophets?lang=eng
D&C 82:10 & D&C 130: 20-21
I, the Lord, am abound when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no bpromise.
There is a alaw, irrevocably decreed in bheaven before the foundations of this world, upon which all cblessings are predicated—
And when we obtain any ablessing from God, it is by bobedience to that law upon which it is predicated.
Any insights, stories, etc. in relation to the topic would fun to read in preparing for our talks, or help Brandon out on the chance I am not able to make it to church :)
3/16/11
Reminder...
Just a reminder of people's predictions. It is a boy, so if you guessed a girl, you are out. As of today I am 3cm dilated and 80% effaced. Next appointment is Monday morning.
- Jenny said...
- Boy. March 23rd.
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- Tom Stoddard...
- Boy. March 25.
- G and G Forster said...
- Dave (Papi) Forster boy March 23
- Becky Forster boy March 27
- Renee said...
- I'm gonna vote boy. And March 26.
- HawkesNest said...
- Wow! I guess since the pregnancy has been 'easy' so far, and your last pregnancy was 'easy', I think another girl. I vote March 29th..grandpa Hawkes birthday! That would be sweet! But boy or girl...March or April...it's all good!! Love Grandma Terry
- Jenny said...
- To Mr. Papi Forster: You stole my guess. That is cheating. I guess I will take the pm hours, you can have am. Sincerely, Jenny
3/10/11
Doctor Update
Last week when I went to the doctor, he said I was measuring a little small. He was worried there wasn't enough amniotic fluid around the baby. With Spring Break this week, I have been able to relax a lot more and I drink lots and LOTS of fluids. Yesterday we went in and he did a quick ultrasound. Fluid levels are great, and... I am not quite 2cm dilated, he said, and max 70% effaced. No real change. Alexander's head isn't down as far as it was. Progressing perfectly for me! I sure wasn't ready to be induced yesterday if there wasn't enough fluid. April 6th is still appealing. Doctor still thinks I'm crazy and that I won't make it that far. :D
3/7/11
3/5/11
Turkey's done!
My first pregnant pictures with Xander. Sad it took so long. But I think Brandon did a good job. We went to the doctor yesterday. I am 2cm dilated and 70% effaced. Considering I was dilated for a few weeks with Isabela, that doesn't mean much. I think it will still be a couple of weeks at least before he comes... if I have anything to say about it. I am (was) set on April 6, but the doctor just laughs and laughs at me. I'm sure the Lord is also laughing at me trying to plan my own due date. I am now hoping at least for the 23rd. He isn't due until the 27th anyway!
2/19/11
All ready to go!
2/12/11
Isabela adventures...
Last night Isabela was up late because we had to run into the office before Brandon left on his trip today. She was pretty tired and did NOT want to put on her shoes. Maybe a little bi-polar, but her mood did a 180 when we decided to put her shoes on Lambie instead.
She was so proud, she had to keep showing us.
After playing in the bathroom cupboards... I had to laugh.
As the days have gotten slightly warmer (notice there is still snow on the ground), Isabela and I have gone for some walks in her stroller. But now she insists on taking her baby for walks. She pushes the stroller over to the stairs inside our house and cries until I help her take it upstairs and outside. You can see the happy result.
She was more than content to leave me and continue on her way. I am way excited to have Xander this summer. I can push him and she can walk along side pushing her baby.
Isabela's new Bolivian hat. A sister we used to attend church with in our Spanish Branch made this for Isabela when she went back to visit Bolivia for awhile. So it was made by a Bolivian woman in Bolivia. Isabela LOVES it! She never takes it off when we put it on, and is fascinated by the tassels on the sides.
Kyle and Erin's wedding was beautiful and fun, albeit cold at the temple! We sat inside the temple waiting room where it was warm and ran outside just long enough to take pictures. But I thought this picture was absolutely adorable!
1/27/11
Basketball, Broken window, and Indiana
You are looking at Lil' Blue's number one fan. At my city league game last week Steph took this awesome video of Izzy cheering, as you can see during the video she gets a little upset and yells no at Steph, then it looks like she gets down and might come to Stephanie, at least that is what we thought. Nope she had other ideas, I'm not a 100%, but I think she had enough and walked out onto the floor, they stopped play because we had to many players on the court. It was funny, I said, loud enough for others to here, "Who's kid is that, come on!" It was pretty funny and we really love the video and she had a blast.I think I have a sports fan on my hands, who would have thought?
On Tuesday I went to visit my friend Brad, I parked outside his apartment in Salt Lake, and without even thinking about it, did not take the face off of our after market stereo in the car. When I walked out the next morning I found our Nissan with the driver's window busted out. Whoever it was went after the stereo but they must have been spooked or just couldn't get the stereo out. There was busted glass and plastic pieces all over the place. Thankfully right next to Brad's apartment there was a Jiffy Lube, so I was able to get them to use their vacuum to clean it up. But this meant that I had to drive all the way from Salt Lake to Logan with no window, I did attempt to put up some plastic, but unfortunately at 70 mph on the interstate it tried to blow off on me. I did catch it and drove the rest of the way with no window and no plastic, I got some really weird looks. So now we are having a new one installed by Logan Glass, professionally done and not for much money, we are happy.
Finally I am off to Indiana this weekend for a meeting for Down Under Sports, it will be intimidating but so far it looks like things are going to go really well. We are a blessed family and are anxiously awaiting the arrival our son Alexander in March, we thank all our family and friends.
1/23/11
I got bamboozled!
Brandon and I had decided that we would go to both our regular ward and the Spanish branch in our stake to see where we felt we needed to be. The family ward starts at 9:00am and the branch at 11:00am. I think before we went, both of us were leaning toward attending the Spanish branch. We are so used to speaking Spanish at church and the "closeness" of the people in the Hispanic culture.
As expected, as sacrament started, I began to translate everything into Spanish. Sometimes it was difficult to remember what they said because I was so busy translating. But I can't even describe the overwhelming feeling I had. Twenty minutes into the meeting, I had the strongest feeling of affirmation that this was where we need to be. I didn't say anything to Brandon. I had told him I would give both wards a fair chance. I also wanted to make sure he felt it, too, before I said anything.
At the end of the meeting, Brandon asked, "How do you feel?" I said, "I feel really good," and left it at that. He concurred. As members said hello, he started by saying, "We are just visiting today to see where we need to be..." then the more people he talked to, "We are visiting today, but I think we are going to stay permanently..." Mind you, I hadn't said how strongly I felt. We also make all of these decisions together. But I knew then that he really knew we should be in the ward as well. The feeling was so strong of family, unity, support, love.
Then on the way home, Brandon said, "Really, I just bamboozled you! Little do you know, I tricked you to go to the earlier ward so I could watch all of the Bronco's games every Sunday." I said, "Yeah, you just convinced me to speak English at church. I don't think I could have convinced you that's where we should be if you didn't feel the Spirit." He makes me laugh, anyway. I think if anything, I could say I bamboozled him. Little does Brandon know, I am excited for him to sit by me in Sacrament and help with Izzy (and Xander). Then I am going to come home from church and take a nap while he makes dinner... hahahaha! I am also really excited to know my neighbors that live next door to me, and have young women who can come help babysit.
As expected, as sacrament started, I began to translate everything into Spanish. Sometimes it was difficult to remember what they said because I was so busy translating. But I can't even describe the overwhelming feeling I had. Twenty minutes into the meeting, I had the strongest feeling of affirmation that this was where we need to be. I didn't say anything to Brandon. I had told him I would give both wards a fair chance. I also wanted to make sure he felt it, too, before I said anything.
At the end of the meeting, Brandon asked, "How do you feel?" I said, "I feel really good," and left it at that. He concurred. As members said hello, he started by saying, "We are just visiting today to see where we need to be..." then the more people he talked to, "We are visiting today, but I think we are going to stay permanently..." Mind you, I hadn't said how strongly I felt. We also make all of these decisions together. But I knew then that he really knew we should be in the ward as well. The feeling was so strong of family, unity, support, love.
Then on the way home, Brandon said, "Really, I just bamboozled you! Little do you know, I tricked you to go to the earlier ward so I could watch all of the Bronco's games every Sunday." I said, "Yeah, you just convinced me to speak English at church. I don't think I could have convinced you that's where we should be if you didn't feel the Spirit." He makes me laugh, anyway. I think if anything, I could say I bamboozled him. Little does Brandon know, I am excited for him to sit by me in Sacrament and help with Izzy (and Xander). Then I am going to come home from church and take a nap while he makes dinner... hahahaha! I am also really excited to know my neighbors that live next door to me, and have young women who can come help babysit.
1/16/11
A Pregnant Day
I have deemed today to be "having a pregnant day." Isabela didn't sleep a wink last night, or so it seems. Brandon gave her to me about 12:30, she was fully awake by 2am, and proceeded to roll around in my bed, talking, until 4:15, when I took her out to Brandon (who had conveniently gone to sleep out on the bed in the front room). Needless to say, by 4am, I couldn't take it anymore. Brandon kept her til 7 when I got her again. I figure I got a maximum of 4 hours of sleep if I was lucky. That's how the day started - I was completely exhausted, sore, frustrated, and just plain hormonal.
Then I change Isabela... huge rash all over her stomach. Looks like chicken pox, but I don't think it is. But to be safe, I didn't want her at church to spread whatever she had. (Long story short, we took her anyway.)
I ironed my skirt, so excited to wear something besides my black skirt I wear every week, (almost late for church), put it on, and it won't zip up - I'm too fat. Brandon, in the other room, just heard a big groan. I was so frustrated and didn't know what to wear (reverted back to my black skirt, but it was lost, so that didn't help either). We are good, just tired. Thank heavens for dedicating a day to Martin Luther King, Jr. tomorrow!
On another note, Brandon got released from the Branch Presidency today. When they called him a couple of years ago, we were moving that week, outside of the boundaries. They asked us to stay so he could serve in the presidency. However, now that he is released, we feel that we need to attend the branch or ward that we live in. Our branch is small. The new one is at least 3 times the size. We plan on visiting both and seeing how we feel, where the Spirit tells us we are needed.
Isabela is getting more and more stubborn. I had to trick her to get her into the car the other day. I don't carry her anymore for two reasons. One, I am too fat and it just hurts. Two, she is big enough to walk herself. But she hates getting into her seat. We walked out and she just wanted to play under the carport. So I got in the car, started it, and asked if she was coming with me. She started yelling at me. She wasn't about to come, but she didn't want me to leave. But I was sitting in the front seat with the door open. She got all excited, ran over to the car, and tried to drive up front with me. When I put my foot out of the car, she saw I was going to put her in her carseat, she ran away. I caught her, kicking and screaming, and put her in anyway, but at least I didn't have to carry her all over the yard to get to the car.
She is talking up a storm, can tell you where most of her body parts are, sings and dances all of the time, has a new little couch that she is obsessed with, and finally doesn't look like Alfalfa when we put her hair in a ponytail anymore :)
Also, I am back in school, taking two classes. Family Finance, and the study of Latin America. Both have been really interesting so far. Family finance is mostly common sense, but there have been a few things about taxes, etc. that will be really helpful. In my Lats class, we watched a movie about Bolivia. Randomly, we received a little knitted hat for Isabela from a lady from Bolivia who used to be in our Branch. She just made it when she went home to visit. It's brightly colored, and really long, but looked just like all of the hats in the movie I watched in class. One day I will post pictures... So we are keeping busy, but are really good. Xander will be here end of March. I just can't believe how fast time has gone.
Then I change Isabela... huge rash all over her stomach. Looks like chicken pox, but I don't think it is. But to be safe, I didn't want her at church to spread whatever she had. (Long story short, we took her anyway.)
I ironed my skirt, so excited to wear something besides my black skirt I wear every week, (almost late for church), put it on, and it won't zip up - I'm too fat. Brandon, in the other room, just heard a big groan. I was so frustrated and didn't know what to wear (reverted back to my black skirt, but it was lost, so that didn't help either). We are good, just tired. Thank heavens for dedicating a day to Martin Luther King, Jr. tomorrow!
On another note, Brandon got released from the Branch Presidency today. When they called him a couple of years ago, we were moving that week, outside of the boundaries. They asked us to stay so he could serve in the presidency. However, now that he is released, we feel that we need to attend the branch or ward that we live in. Our branch is small. The new one is at least 3 times the size. We plan on visiting both and seeing how we feel, where the Spirit tells us we are needed.
Isabela is getting more and more stubborn. I had to trick her to get her into the car the other day. I don't carry her anymore for two reasons. One, I am too fat and it just hurts. Two, she is big enough to walk herself. But she hates getting into her seat. We walked out and she just wanted to play under the carport. So I got in the car, started it, and asked if she was coming with me. She started yelling at me. She wasn't about to come, but she didn't want me to leave. But I was sitting in the front seat with the door open. She got all excited, ran over to the car, and tried to drive up front with me. When I put my foot out of the car, she saw I was going to put her in her carseat, she ran away. I caught her, kicking and screaming, and put her in anyway, but at least I didn't have to carry her all over the yard to get to the car.
She is talking up a storm, can tell you where most of her body parts are, sings and dances all of the time, has a new little couch that she is obsessed with, and finally doesn't look like Alfalfa when we put her hair in a ponytail anymore :)
Also, I am back in school, taking two classes. Family Finance, and the study of Latin America. Both have been really interesting so far. Family finance is mostly common sense, but there have been a few things about taxes, etc. that will be really helpful. In my Lats class, we watched a movie about Bolivia. Randomly, we received a little knitted hat for Isabela from a lady from Bolivia who used to be in our Branch. She just made it when she went home to visit. It's brightly colored, and really long, but looked just like all of the hats in the movie I watched in class. One day I will post pictures... So we are keeping busy, but are really good. Xander will be here end of March. I just can't believe how fast time has gone.
12/28/10
Christmas morning with the Forster's
Merry Christmas!!
I'm ready to open gifts...
Yep, still waiting... but this water sure is good.
Do you like my pigtails?
Yes, finally!
Yeah! A baby!
and it's MY baby!
What's this dad? What, your big king size quilt fit inside this tiny little box? Mom sure did a good job vacuum packing it.
"Diego!" said Isabela. "Go, Diego, Go!"
Our stockings, all hung in a row.
Kim printed and framed this picture for everyone. I love it! Izzy can name everybody in it.
We are only missing Uncle Bill.
Chantland Christmas Party
The cry baby who was scared of Santa, and wanted absolutely nothing to do with Mrs. Claus.
Oh, wow! For me?
Squishy bathtub toys that squirt water! Yeah!
Nope, I still don't want to see them...
12/7/10
I lost the battle...
Over Thanksgiving, Isabela got really sick. We came home that weekend and I put her into the tub. Lambie was sitting on the floor and she insisted on having it. She was bawling and screaming, and looked absolutely awful. She had a high fever, cough, and ear infection. I just couldn't say no...
Looks like the bath worked wonders. Both Isabela and Lambie look to be in better health.
A couple of days later, Isabela and I got home from running errands. I sat her on the couch and asked if she was hungry. She straightened really tall, her eyes popped open, and she said, "Yeah!"
In that same instant, she plopped over dead asleep. I've never seen a kid with excited energy fall over out could like that. I had to take a picture. I tried to wake her up for a minute to get her to bed, but she never even opened an eye.
11/22/10
Natural Birth
I have a question for moms out there... I have decided that I am going to have a natural birth with my second baby. I realize that a lot of people think that I am crazy. However, let me tell you essentially how everything went with the delivery of Isabela. My doctor started me about 8am. I was fine, walking around, until about noon. Then I decided to get into bed, when it really hurt. I couldn't talk or concentrate on anything during contractions, but the pain was definitely still bearable.
Just before 1pm the doctor asked if I wanted an epidural. It was a Saturday and the anesthesiologist was on call, so it would be about 45min before he could arrive and give me one. I was in a lot of pain by that time, but it was definitely still bearable. (Even considering people always tell me that with pitocin, the pain is SO much worse.) So I said yes. Just so happens, the anesthesiologist had already been called in by somebody else, so I got my epidural within about 15min. I still don't think I was quite ready for it - I wanted to see how much my body could handle. That probably just before 1:30pm when he actually got the epidural in. Isabela was born just under two hours later. My delivery was painless and perfect, but I always have wondered how that last little bit would have been had I not had the epidural.
So, now my question... any advice on natural births? which techniques/methods did you use? what was the most/least beneficial? I am researching a little, just evaluating my options. What should I know or be able to tell my doctor/nurses when I am delivering? My doctor told me to at least look into hypnobirthing. So far, I think it looks interesting and beneficial (I just don't know if I can come up with the extra money at this point to take classes for this one). Whether or not I completely go that route or not, I have definitely benefited from it already. The Bradley Method is also another option, which my sister used, but I haven't had quite as much information on that yet. It mostly deals with how to cope with pain and having your husband/partner help you through it, as far as I can tell so far. This is essential, since I believe Brandon should have just as big a role/responsibility during this time as I do. : D
So, any good advice?
Just before 1pm the doctor asked if I wanted an epidural. It was a Saturday and the anesthesiologist was on call, so it would be about 45min before he could arrive and give me one. I was in a lot of pain by that time, but it was definitely still bearable. (Even considering people always tell me that with pitocin, the pain is SO much worse.) So I said yes. Just so happens, the anesthesiologist had already been called in by somebody else, so I got my epidural within about 15min. I still don't think I was quite ready for it - I wanted to see how much my body could handle. That probably just before 1:30pm when he actually got the epidural in. Isabela was born just under two hours later. My delivery was painless and perfect, but I always have wondered how that last little bit would have been had I not had the epidural.
So, now my question... any advice on natural births? which techniques/methods did you use? what was the most/least beneficial? I am researching a little, just evaluating my options. What should I know or be able to tell my doctor/nurses when I am delivering? My doctor told me to at least look into hypnobirthing. So far, I think it looks interesting and beneficial (I just don't know if I can come up with the extra money at this point to take classes for this one). Whether or not I completely go that route or not, I have definitely benefited from it already. The Bradley Method is also another option, which my sister used, but I haven't had quite as much information on that yet. It mostly deals with how to cope with pain and having your husband/partner help you through it, as far as I can tell so far. This is essential, since I believe Brandon should have just as big a role/responsibility during this time as I do. : D
So, any good advice?
11/10/10
A mixalota
I asked Isabela where the baby was the other day... she pointed to my tummy. Then I put her doll under my shirt. She laughed and laughed. Then, of course, she had to have the baby in her tummy... Her expression is about how I feel sometimes :D
The little Mona (Monkey). Good thing she still didn't care to go out and get candy. The little bit we did get made me sick.
The monkey with Grandma.
Go BRONCOS! Too bad we're having such a crappy year. Good thing this little fan stays loyal!
11/5/10
...you are fat!
So yesterday at work, we crossed paths with the of the ladies I used to work with. She is an older Japanese woman. She glanced inside of the truck where I was sitting, then looked at me kind of funny. She hesitated..., "Are you...?" Then before I could answer, she said, "Well, I guess if you're not, I'm telling you that you are fat." Completely monotone. Completely serious. No joke whatsoever. I started laughing so hard! I said, "Yes, I am pregnant." But she was just so matter-of-fact. I guess if you're not pregnant, you are fat. I am not that big. We joked about it all night and everyone kept calling me fat no matter what I did. Good thing I am pregnant! :D
Oh, yeah, and it's a BOY!!!!
Oh, yeah, and it's a BOY!!!!
11/3/10
Cooking Potatoes!
I am really excited for Isabela to get a lot older.
So get this... every time I put anything on the stove, get out a knife, or do anything that involves food, Isabela wants to be there helping. (Of course, I am sure this is some stage that all children go through.)
Her favorite thing to do is watch things cook on the stove. Maybe I am a bad parent, but I let her. So far she hasn't gotten burned. I usually hold her, but sometimes she stands on a chair next to me. I put her hand close one time so she could feel the heat, and she has never tried to touch it again. Thank heavens for at least one child not having to learn from experience.... for now.
However, she does see me take the lids off of pans and thinks she can do it, too. The other day I was frying potatoes. I just put them on so the stove wasn't hot yet. Isabela took the lid of the pan, set it on the burner next to it, waved and smiled at the potatoes, then lifted the lid and covered the potatoes again. She then proceeded to clap and shout, "Yeah! Yeah!" She repeated the process, removing, waving, replacing, clapping/shouting multiple times before I set her down. She cried. Poor girl. But it was so funny. I have never seen a little kid cheer like that before because she could wave at the food. Bonding with her food... what's next? Imaginary friends?
So get this... every time I put anything on the stove, get out a knife, or do anything that involves food, Isabela wants to be there helping. (Of course, I am sure this is some stage that all children go through.)
Her favorite thing to do is watch things cook on the stove. Maybe I am a bad parent, but I let her. So far she hasn't gotten burned. I usually hold her, but sometimes she stands on a chair next to me. I put her hand close one time so she could feel the heat, and she has never tried to touch it again. Thank heavens for at least one child not having to learn from experience.... for now.
However, she does see me take the lids off of pans and thinks she can do it, too. The other day I was frying potatoes. I just put them on so the stove wasn't hot yet. Isabela took the lid of the pan, set it on the burner next to it, waved and smiled at the potatoes, then lifted the lid and covered the potatoes again. She then proceeded to clap and shout, "Yeah! Yeah!" She repeated the process, removing, waving, replacing, clapping/shouting multiple times before I set her down. She cried. Poor girl. But it was so funny. I have never seen a little kid cheer like that before because she could wave at the food. Bonding with her food... what's next? Imaginary friends?
10/13/10
What's it going to be?
We're taking bets: boy or girl? (ultrasound Nov 5)
and date of birth? (Due Mar 27)
Person who is closest gets $5.
Must have bets placed by Nov 5.
and date of birth? (Due Mar 27)
Person who is closest gets $5.
Must have bets placed by Nov 5.
10/6/10
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