tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91333796879775790142024-03-13T09:57:51.474-06:00The Turcsanski'sJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.comBlogger117125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-59833950412189788082009-04-08T00:13:00.006-06:002009-04-08T00:26:57.280-06:00We're Moving!!Ahhh, made you look! Well not really physically, but more like VIRTUALLY. I've been working on a new blog ....what, a new blog you say? Yes like my 12,000th blog that I can't keep up with...it's different though this time...I promise! I really was trying to keep up on the photography and the family and the helpful hints but it wasn't really working out ya see. Now I just have one and for some of you that could care a flying rats behind about my photography...sorry...it's all in one spot now. Family, photography, workshop and yada yada.<br /><br />So check it out and if you want a chance to win a free iTunes gift card follow the rules on the new blog.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SdxCqoTJwII/AAAAAAAACJ0/7OWOUk2t2lk/s1600-h/itunes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SdxCqoTJwII/AAAAAAAACJ0/7OWOUk2t2lk/s400/itunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322202159784771714" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.jennifereliason.com/blog"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.jennifereliason.com/blog"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.jennifereliason.com/blog">www.jennifereliason.com/blog</a><br /></span></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-19117575206653256542009-03-17T12:12:00.005-06:002009-03-17T23:43:18.225-06:00Photography Workshop<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">{<span style="font-weight: bold;">edit add</span>: </span>wow! I'm so excited!! thanks for everyone who inquired. I decided to open a Tuesday class to accommodate more people and I changed the name of the workshop to I "heart" Photography...just because I thought that was WAY!!! more fun and WAY!! less stuffy... ;) I'm not sure I'm going to be able to sleep tonight my brain is racing with a million ideas for you guys!</span>} <span style="font-style: italic;"> I have a few more spots open if you are interested email me the day that works best for you.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I'm starting my FIRST ever group Photography Workshop.<br />Yikes!!~I've done some one on one teaching and trained my assistants over the years but after some encouraging....I'm offering a little 6 course Workshop. I don't claim to know everything so don't sign up to try and stump me ;) But I do have 12 years in the business and I wish I had someone to offer me something similar to jump start my career WAY back then! Depending on demand I might open up a second class. Right now it looks like I have 6 people that are serious and I will close this class once I have 8 people enrolled. So if you're interested or have questions...drop me a line at:<br /><br />jennifer@jennifereliason.com<br /><br />Should be fun!!<br /><br />You can check how my most<a href="http://sweenyfam.blogspot.com/"> recent friend/student</a> has been doing here: <a href="http://sweenyfam.blogspot.com/">http://sweenyfam.blogspot.com/</a><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/ScB5gnsiyzI/AAAAAAAACJk/PjBbVFBrNFg/s1600-h/workshop+heart.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/ScB5gnsiyzI/AAAAAAAACJk/PjBbVFBrNFg/s800/workshop+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314381161615772466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/Sb_oVN5HePI/AAAAAAAACJc/t704AcmYJOA/s1600-h/workshop+s.jpg"><br /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-23637234403518893762009-02-19T21:04:00.003-07:002009-02-19T21:10:18.833-07:00One of these things is NOT like the otherMy "Beary" cute baby! I know the "beary" is a little cheese but I just couldn't resist!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SZ4sAhQI1yI/AAAAAAAACJM/F-T633Iur5k/s1600-h/Charlie+T+3mo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 572px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SZ4sAhQI1yI/AAAAAAAACJM/F-T633Iur5k/s800/Charlie+T+3mo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304725798526703394" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-91036508624665139232009-02-12T21:29:00.002-07:002009-02-12T21:33:59.362-07:00Valentine + Pirate + Arrrrr + Me Boys<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SZT3c4jzZoI/AAAAAAAACJE/2DJomInwLU8/s1600-h/valentine+T.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SZT3c4jzZoI/AAAAAAAACJE/2DJomInwLU8/s800/valentine+T.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302134736912868994" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-65357331082774291102009-02-02T10:01:00.008-07:002009-02-02T12:01:36.666-07:00blah bla blahWow...it's been a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">blogg</span>-n while. I know so many of you could put me to shame with mother of 7, mother of 5 , mother of twins, mother of every kid one year apart but...me...Mother of Three...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wowie</span>! I feel like the day is over before it's begun and all I have to show for it is my bed that is made. <span style="font-style: italic;">(It's the one thing that I <span style="font-weight: bold;">HAVE</span> to do if I do nothing else all day!!)</span> Lately, I've been making great strides though...I at least get my work out clothes ON...some mornings I make it to the treadmill or break out my Turbo Jam video, most others I just pretend I worked out and hope my Mind Powers trick my brain into actually thinking I worked out.<br /><br />So here's the latest: <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> Charlie</span></span> is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sooooo</span> cute and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sooo</span> fun! Smiling and giggling when we sing do a deer from the Sound of Music to him. Jack loves to sing him the song he wrote called "You're So Smart" which he repeats about 100 times. Max is a good helper always making sure Charlie has his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">binkie</span> and reminds him to "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">shhhh</span>" when we say prayers.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRhhxFnI/AAAAAAAACIM/7EcWzsc8WYU/s1600-h/QN5T3514.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRhhxFnI/AAAAAAAACIM/7EcWzsc8WYU/s800/QN5T3514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298254365217330802" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRUySctI/AAAAAAAACH8/tMti5mQSxtk/s1600-h/QN5T3522.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRUySctI/AAAAAAAACH8/tMti5mQSxtk/s800/QN5T3522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298254361796965074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRfiCluI/AAAAAAAACH0/OwIdTMO_E98/s1600-h/QN5T3528.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRfiCluI/AAAAAAAACH0/OwIdTMO_E98/s800/QN5T3528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298254364681606882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRROiQ0I/AAAAAAAACHs/f3_sk6AzaMY/s1600-h/QN5T3584.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcuRROiQ0I/AAAAAAAACHs/f3_sk6AzaMY/s800/QN5T3584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298254360841700162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs94eKSNI/AAAAAAAACHk/gUQ3GfLU43A/s1600-h/QN5T3585.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs94eKSNI/AAAAAAAACHk/gUQ3GfLU43A/s800/QN5T3585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298252928267208914" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9UPZPnI/AAAAAAAACHc/DyPi9G9lARc/s1600-h/QN5T3582.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9UPZPnI/AAAAAAAACHc/DyPi9G9lARc/s800/QN5T3582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298252918541598322" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >MAD MAX:</span> he is crazy and into everything and climbs up everything and swings from everything and breaks everything and eats everything and must be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">NAKIE</span> or in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">JAMMIES</span> all day! But...capitol "B" we think he is the cutest and funniest and cuddliest little bug ever so we've decided not to ship him off just yet.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87QzYpKI/AAAAAAAACIk/qu87SEMe3Qc/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87QzYpKI/AAAAAAAACIk/qu87SEMe3Qc/s800/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298270475445118114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9X9nGvI/AAAAAAAACHM/hPVCpUMKbDY/s1600-h/QN5T2505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9X9nGvI/AAAAAAAACHM/hPVCpUMKbDY/s800/QN5T2505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298252919540751090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9RA6AWI/AAAAAAAACHE/ksbFelqXKxk/s1600-h/QN5T2506.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9RA6AWI/AAAAAAAACHE/ksbFelqXKxk/s800/QN5T2506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298252917675524450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTzCGZRI/AAAAAAAACG8/Z3xv83sqYwA/s1600-h/QN5T3586.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTzCGZRI/AAAAAAAACG8/Z3xv83sqYwA/s800/QN5T3586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251105741202706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrThqPZGI/AAAAAAAACG0/MdZhU4kS1vU/s1600-h/QN5T3587.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrThqPZGI/AAAAAAAACG0/MdZhU4kS1vU/s800/QN5T3587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251101077726306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTuTBbJI/AAAAAAAACGs/K61PuyLLrsg/s1600-h/QN5T3597.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTuTBbJI/AAAAAAAACGs/K61PuyLLrsg/s800/QN5T3597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251104470002834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTOEuvwI/AAAAAAAACGk/VbfnulA14wY/s1600-h/QN5T3598.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrTOEuvwI/AAAAAAAACGk/VbfnulA14wY/s800/QN5T3598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251095820123906" border="0" /></a><br />he's ticked that I made him take the plate of cookies back to the table.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrS2mZVMI/AAAAAAAACGc/_v0_nsBcxE0/s1600-h/QN5T3599.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcrS2mZVMI/AAAAAAAACGc/_v0_nsBcxE0/s800/QN5T3599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251089518875842" border="0" /></a><br />So when I find the sweet crazy boy like this...I just leave him there.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9Rmz1jI/AAAAAAAACHU/jPhOUIySyQU/s1600-h/QN5T2423.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYcs9Rmz1jI/AAAAAAAACHU/jPhOUIySyQU/s800/QN5T2423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298252917834503730" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc-FYgZEKI/AAAAAAAACI8/BV5eAwqsP-E/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc-FYgZEKI/AAAAAAAACI8/BV5eAwqsP-E/s800/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298271748823257250" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >JACK:</span> has been the best big brother and is growing up WAY WAY too fast! He is shredding it on the slopes this year and is always looking for jumps and trees to ski through....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ahhh</span> a boy after my own heart. We've had fun skiing with him this year and it won't be long before Ted and I can't keep up with the Bonsai Bullet!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87gHhppI/AAAAAAAACI0/Sl0iFhvf82w/s1600-h/photo4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87gHhppI/AAAAAAAACI0/Sl0iFhvf82w/s800/photo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298270479556126354" border="0" /></a><br />This is the new tunnel they built at Snowbird that leads you to some pretty difficult bowl skiing. Big mistake...Jack wasn't quite ready for that one! While you're in the tunnel they have some U2 playing and jack says "I'm not scared mom...this music is calming me down."<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87oTYnYI/AAAAAAAACIs/smr6M3m65K8/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87oTYnYI/AAAAAAAACIs/smr6M3m65K8/s800/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298270481753349506" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87W4sk1I/AAAAAAAACIc/EcKi-T05GnE/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SYc87W4sk1I/AAAAAAAACIc/EcKi-T05GnE/s800/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298270477078008658" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-52500816610228193772009-01-09T12:20:00.000-07:002009-01-09T12:30:11.042-07:00The Littlest Wiseman<div style="text-align: center;">I thought of this cute little video when I found Max today playing with my Nativities.<br /></div><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1_IDRwwkHk&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t1_IDRwwkHk&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWegAlFduAI/AAAAAAAACFM/C49py2eN1lU/s1600-h/wiseman-006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 502px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWegAlFduAI/AAAAAAAACFM/C49py2eN1lU/s800/wiseman-006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372219185412098" border="0" /></a><br />Didn't he do an awesome job arranging the Nativity?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4rpFtUI/AAAAAAAACFE/3G2nn6ngmUw/s1600-h/wiseman-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4rpFtUI/AAAAAAAACFE/3G2nn6ngmUw/s800/wiseman-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372083506492738" border="0" /></a><br />I was about to get mad at him for playing with them again when I noticed everyone crowded around baby Jesus and it just melted my heart.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4Ve5JCI/AAAAAAAACE8/Rc9omy0rEKU/s1600-h/wiseman-005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4Ve5JCI/AAAAAAAACE8/Rc9omy0rEKU/s800/wiseman-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372077558146082" border="0" /></a><br />I guess he got a little hungry while working with the Nativities<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4dTGfXI/AAAAAAAACE0/qfobmVVwsuI/s1600-h/wiseman-001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4dTGfXI/AAAAAAAACE0/qfobmVVwsuI/s800/wiseman-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372079656172914" border="0" /></a><br />This one I just had to laugh! Mary and Joseph going for a little "Joy" ride.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4BGxxCI/AAAAAAAACEs/Pk-F-tMHVIQ/s1600-h/wiseman-002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4BGxxCI/AAAAAAAACEs/Pk-F-tMHVIQ/s800/wiseman-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372072088290338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4G1wCYI/AAAAAAAACEk/v5AI9NosqbA/s1600-h/wiseman-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SWef4G1wCYI/AAAAAAAACEk/v5AI9NosqbA/s800/wiseman-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372073627486594" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-91435142626315315842008-12-28T16:44:00.007-07:002008-12-28T17:21:52.539-07:00Christmas Faces<div style="text-align: center;">The older I get the more I just love Christmas. Not for me but for the kids. I love their expressions, reactions, comments and HOW GRATEFUL they are for every little thing. We had a fun Christmas with the boys. Max really got it this year and it was fun to watch him and Jack share in the excitement. Jack was the first awake and came in our room at 5am to inform us that Santa had been in his room. Ted told him Santa would be back to collect all the gifts unless he went back to sleep. Kind of mean... I know, but VERY necessary for the sleep deprived mother. Max woke up next and noticed the Star Wars gear under his tree and ran in our room saying "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tanta</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Tanta</span>!" It was so cute.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQwc1s16I/AAAAAAAACEc/FDoHyuTapIk/s1600-h/christmas-033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQwc1s16I/AAAAAAAACEc/FDoHyuTapIk/s400/christmas-033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992587280471970" border="0" /></a>Yep, my boys are still sleeping "Little House on the Prairie" style.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQwHgHvaI/AAAAAAAACEU/HqSLA3uMAJU/s1600-h/christmas-034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQwHgHvaI/AAAAAAAACEU/HqSLA3uMAJU/s400/christmas-034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992581552815522" border="0" /></a><br />Does he look like a Bobble Head or what?<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQv7miusI/AAAAAAAACEM/p3BNzpKORu4/s1600-h/christmas-036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQv7miusI/AAAAAAAACEM/p3BNzpKORu4/s400/christmas-036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992578358524610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQvR3W6dI/AAAAAAAACEE/9z6tyJYfVOQ/s1600-h/christmas-037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQvR3W6dI/AAAAAAAACEE/9z6tyJYfVOQ/s400/christmas-037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992567154764242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQY3XYU-I/AAAAAAAACD8/NSjlfl34Iq4/s1600-h/christmas-038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQY3XYU-I/AAAAAAAACD8/NSjlfl34Iq4/s400/christmas-038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992182084195298" border="0" /></a><br />I think he'll have to grow into this one...but I HAD to buy TWO of pretty much EVERYTHING this year or I knew it would be a fight over every present Jack received.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQYrAZEmI/AAAAAAAACDs/S2ezdmK8eH4/s1600-h/christmas-040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQYrAZEmI/AAAAAAAACDs/S2ezdmK8eH4/s400/christmas-040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992178766549602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQYMRcPYI/AAAAAAAACDk/712mN4zUZXU/s1600-h/christmas-041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQYMRcPYI/AAAAAAAACDk/712mN4zUZXU/s400/christmas-041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992170516561282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQX_pyycI/AAAAAAAACDc/UCb2AV-aaSw/s1600-h/christmas-042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQX_pyycI/AAAAAAAACDc/UCb2AV-aaSw/s400/christmas-042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992167129041346" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHKnyfyI/AAAAAAAACDU/Oh34TGyD9ek/s1600-h/christmas-043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHKnyfyI/AAAAAAAACDU/Oh34TGyD9ek/s400/christmas-043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991878015647522" border="0" /></a><br />If you need any <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">BYU</span> football <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">paraphernalia</span> just come on over. We got it all, down to floor mats for your car!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHNmtp5I/AAAAAAAACDM/HkEBPq_RX_Q/s1600-h/christmas-044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHNmtp5I/AAAAAAAACDM/HkEBPq_RX_Q/s400/christmas-044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991878816442258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHEvb-II/AAAAAAAACDE/3d7gZ5niPF8/s1600-h/christmas-045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQHEvb-II/AAAAAAAACDE/3d7gZ5niPF8/s400/christmas-045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991876437112962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQG9o6QZI/AAAAAAAACC8/wiNDKfdB4zk/s1600-h/christmas-046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQG9o6QZI/AAAAAAAACC8/wiNDKfdB4zk/s400/christmas-046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991874530689426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQG02eXsI/AAAAAAAACC0/xt1YLWU8jaQ/s1600-h/christmas-047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgQG02eXsI/AAAAAAAACC0/xt1YLWU8jaQ/s400/christmas-047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991872171663042" border="0" /></a><br />Charlie Brown<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPpOXiGrI/AAAAAAAACCs/9jyTsQvW75k/s1600-h/christmas-048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPpOXiGrI/AAAAAAAACCs/9jyTsQvW75k/s400/christmas-048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991363625130674" border="0" /></a><br />More <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">BYU</span> stuff!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPozK5_fI/AAAAAAAACCk/RELdUgB08TU/s1600-h/christmas-049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPozK5_fI/AAAAAAAACCk/RELdUgB08TU/s400/christmas-049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991356324412914" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPownvPgI/AAAAAAAACCc/zl_HZyDeA1k/s1600-h/christmas-050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPownvPgI/AAAAAAAACCc/zl_HZyDeA1k/s400/christmas-050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991355640036866" border="0" /></a><br />I made this collage for Ted's office with pictures of him and the boys. His favorite gift of course!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPoxLVdiI/AAAAAAAACCU/xnt_YGWNFFE/s1600-h/christmas-051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPoxLVdiI/AAAAAAAACCU/xnt_YGWNFFE/s400/christmas-051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991355789342242" border="0" /></a><br />Zoe seeking refuge from the sea of wrapping paper<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPoPwiQEI/AAAAAAAACCM/LIh693MxAX0/s1600-h/christmas-052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgPoPwiQEI/AAAAAAAACCM/LIh693MxAX0/s400/christmas-052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284991346818564162" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-64336405763966554842008-12-28T16:18:00.005-07:002008-12-28T16:55:05.259-07:00More Family Parties<div style="text-align: center;">We had a wonderful time at my in-laws and enjoyed yummy food, singing, chatting, presents and family. This year instead of spending lots of money on gifts for each other we decided to draw family names and then MAKE a gift for that family for under $10 and then spend the rest doing something charitable as individual families. It was so fun to see how creative everyone got with their gifts to each other. We had a great time and sure enjoy this special time of year.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Grandma Lynda leading us in the Nativity Song<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKYPZ54NI/AAAAAAAACCE/n3EbRK6Bdpc/s1600-h/christmas-021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKYPZ54NI/AAAAAAAACCE/n3EbRK6Bdpc/s400/christmas-021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985574287597778" border="0" /></a><br />Grandpa Jack & our dog Zoe<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKYCngLII/AAAAAAAACB8/QOtuPooM5mo/s1600-h/christmas-022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKYCngLII/AAAAAAAACB8/QOtuPooM5mo/s400/christmas-022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985570854972546" border="0" /></a><br />Great Grandma Frieda with Charlie and Max<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKER0gj6I/AAAAAAAACB0/AptKRXTEOi8/s1600-h/christmas-023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKER0gj6I/AAAAAAAACB0/AptKRXTEOi8/s400/christmas-023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985231338672034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKEA0IygI/AAAAAAAACBs/EksoTsp3jj8/s1600-h/christmas-024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKEA0IygI/AAAAAAAACBs/EksoTsp3jj8/s400/christmas-024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985226773711362" border="0" /></a><br />Manny deep in thought<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKDrZrXUI/AAAAAAAACBk/eeD5B-fkrTM/s1600-h/christmas-025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKDrZrXUI/AAAAAAAACBk/eeD5B-fkrTM/s400/christmas-025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985221025586498" border="0" /></a><br />I'm so glad Max loves trains as much as Jack did. It makes me feel a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tinsy</span> bit better about the small fortune I spent in "Thomas the Train" stuff!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKDNWAg4I/AAAAAAAACBc/-mc84-hfvL0/s1600-h/christmas-026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKDNWAg4I/AAAAAAAACBc/-mc84-hfvL0/s400/christmas-026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985212957131650" border="0" /></a><br />Jack watching the video about the Savior<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKC8gAhOI/AAAAAAAACBU/t7n7y3DInDs/s1600-h/christmas-027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgKC8gAhOI/AAAAAAAACBU/t7n7y3DInDs/s400/christmas-027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985208435672290" border="0" /></a><br />Enjoying some cookies!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJwHyqiTI/AAAAAAAACBM/GGbZ74RS16o/s1600-h/christmas-032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJwHyqiTI/AAAAAAAACBM/GGbZ74RS16o/s400/christmas-032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984885049198898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJwDxLQfI/AAAAAAAACBE/yM6JOxYksQE/s1600-h/christmas-031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJwDxLQfI/AAAAAAAACBE/yM6JOxYksQE/s400/christmas-031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984883969212914" border="0" /></a><br />Great Grandma modeling her hip new jacket<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJv7S3pHI/AAAAAAAACA8/D0O4Zo0Hfyk/s1600-h/christmas-030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJv7S3pHI/AAAAAAAACA8/D0O4Zo0Hfyk/s400/christmas-030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984881694614642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our gift from the Italy Turks. Chocolate from Germany and Italian pasta.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJv9gYt9I/AAAAAAAACA0/WMHjfXSssTk/s1600-h/christmas-029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJv9gYt9I/AAAAAAAACA0/WMHjfXSssTk/s400/christmas-029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984882288179154" border="0" /></a>Anthony striking a pose<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJvdpISqI/AAAAAAAACAs/5DurQbcyfVA/s1600-h/christmas-028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVgJvdpISqI/AAAAAAAACAs/5DurQbcyfVA/s400/christmas-028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984873734916770" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-46296671025667679072008-12-27T19:05:00.000-07:002008-12-27T19:01:54.848-07:00A BaaaaVery Unhappy Lamb<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Eliason</span> Christmas Party<br /><br />Max wasn't the happiest Lamb in our Nativity...As soon as his costume was on all he could think about was getting it OFF!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJrBQBdvI/AAAAAAAACAY/ZocCFjPdTwU/s1600-h/christmas-002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJrBQBdvI/AAAAAAAACAY/ZocCFjPdTwU/s400/christmas-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351478696343282" border="0" /></a><br />"Somebody please help me."<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqxLAZmI/AAAAAAAACAQ/cLholTrhhZM/s1600-h/christmas-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqxLAZmI/AAAAAAAACAQ/cLholTrhhZM/s400/christmas-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351474380334690" border="0" /></a><br />"Seriously, what are you all standing around for?"<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqm2fvKI/AAAAAAAACAI/qaIVCbLJAhc/s1600-h/christmas-006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqm2fvKI/AAAAAAAACAI/qaIVCbLJAhc/s400/christmas-006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351471609953442" border="0" /></a><br />"Guess I'll have to figure a way out of this thing myself."<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJql5aPMI/AAAAAAAACAA/0dqx63e15lY/s1600-h/christmas-007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJql5aPMI/AAAAAAAACAA/0dqx63e15lY/s400/christmas-007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351471353740482" border="0" /></a><br />"Phew! One arm out...now what?"<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqMmrmRI/AAAAAAAAB_4/D0LPF5K6Y4c/s1600-h/christmas-008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJqMmrmRI/AAAAAAAAB_4/D0LPF5K6Y4c/s400/christmas-008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351464564300050" border="0" /></a><br />"Kind of stuck here people."<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJaTTczpI/AAAAAAAAB_w/QZc_d9JIoIg/s1600-h/christmas-009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJaTTczpI/AAAAAAAAB_w/QZc_d9JIoIg/s400/christmas-009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351191484780178" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJaO2W1tI/AAAAAAAAB_o/VkJh7PTpnSI/s1600-h/christmas-010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJaO2W1tI/AAAAAAAAB_o/VkJh7PTpnSI/s400/christmas-010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351190289012434" border="0" /></a><br />"Fine I'll stand here for one picture and them I'm out!"<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZ5bkycI/AAAAAAAAB_g/zVUDYhfjYro/s1600-h/christmas-011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZ5bkycI/AAAAAAAAB_g/zVUDYhfjYro/s400/christmas-011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351184539535810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> "Finally, back to my favorite, White Trash...no shirt & <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bare feet</span> lifestyle"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB37Jf7I/AAAAAAAAB_I/PxVPPSSh4j0/s1600-h/christmas-014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB37Jf7I/AAAAAAAAB_I/PxVPPSSh4j0/s400/christmas-014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350771818233778" border="0" /></a>Our Angel Maggie<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZYUCnxI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZkOrjM-dYsQ/s1600-h/christmas-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZYUCnxI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZkOrjM-dYsQ/s400/christmas-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351175649566482" border="0" /></a><br />Brody the Wise Guy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZZ4fHLI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/mOR8hviVrOY/s1600-h/christmas-005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJZZ4fHLI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/mOR8hviVrOY/s400/christmas-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351176070864050" border="0" /></a><br />The girls checking out Baby Jesus<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB1v1WEI/AAAAAAAAB_A/p5dWzdN8HJY/s1600-h/christmas-016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB1v1WEI/AAAAAAAAB_A/p5dWzdN8HJY/s400/christmas-016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350771233904706" border="0" /></a><br />Waiting for their present from Grandma & Grandpa<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB_9LGDI/AAAAAAAAB-4/0sgxfFXenYk/s1600-h/christmas-017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJB_9LGDI/AAAAAAAAB-4/0sgxfFXenYk/s400/christmas-017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350773974210610" border="0" /></a><br />I'm a little concerned at how excited Jack looks when he sees the girls present<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJBpm7B8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/2sOGk1Bg7rw/s1600-h/christmas-018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJBpm7B8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/2sOGk1Bg7rw/s400/christmas-018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350767975303106" border="0" /></a><br />a DOLL HOUSE!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJBdqAP6I/AAAAAAAAB-o/12ibTYvYhL8/s1600-h/christmas-019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJBdqAP6I/AAAAAAAAB-o/12ibTYvYhL8/s400/christmas-019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350764767002530" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks for a great party Mom & Dad!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJwgIs--I/AAAAAAAACAg/2MUlS2Qacl0/s1600-h/christmas-001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SVXJwgIs--I/AAAAAAAACAg/2MUlS2Qacl0/s400/christmas-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351572886485986" border="0" /></a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-38248086228085773882008-12-13T21:12:00.009-07:002008-12-26T23:05:24.337-07:00"Holiday Cheer"Tonight I sent Ted to the grocery store for........<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">THIS<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSILIRVQBI/AAAAAAAAB7k/tKl9cnhNQZA/s1600-h/holidayCheer-5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSILIRVQBI/AAAAAAAAB7k/tKl9cnhNQZA/s640/holidayCheer-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279494387965181970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">and THIS</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSIH6VwroI/AAAAAAAAB7c/fgdlwt6D-b0/s1600-h/holidayCheer-6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSIH6VwroI/AAAAAAAAB7c/fgdlwt6D-b0/s640/holidayCheer-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279494332686052994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">and THIS is what else Ted thought we might need....</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSICymXmSI/AAAAAAAAB7U/1dmcl2Cb2Pc/s1600-h/holidayCheer-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSICymXmSI/AAAAAAAAB7U/1dmcl2Cb2Pc/s640/holidayCheer-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279494244708882722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Before I even saw the loot...Ted said <span style="font-style: italic;">"I had the BEST time at the grocery store tonight." </span><br /><span>I knew something was up</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>;) When I asked how "this" happened. I got...<br />"you know it's just a little<span style="font-style: italic;"> HOLIDAY CHEER Jen</span>." </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSH11KEiHI/AAAAAAAAB7E/KmTKyT2vQbk/s1600-h/holidayCheer-4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SUSH11KEiHI/AAAAAAAAB7E/KmTKyT2vQbk/s640/holidayCheer-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279494022057199730" border="0" /></a>Ted...you seriously crack me up.<br /><br />Let me just give you the list so you can get the full affect of what I experienced.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">1. Low fat Egg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nog</span><br />2. Soy Milk - Pumpkin Spice flavor <span style="font-style: italic;">(K- this kills me since we totally don't even drink soy milk)</span><br />3. Three 2L bottle of Diet Coke <span style="font-style: italic;">(thank you- I love you)</span><br />3. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Oreos</span> - regular<br />4. Oreo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Fudgees</span><br />5. Honey roasted nuts<br />6. Cashews<br />7. Hershey <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Minatures</span><br />8. Hershey Kisses<br />9. M&M's (holiday colors)<br />10. One HUGE Sausage<br />11. Kipper Snacks -fillets of herring (<span style="font-style: italic;">WHAT?)</span><br />12. Sardines <span style="font-style: italic;"> (gross)</span><br />13. Smoked oysters<br />14. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Martinellis</span> Sparkling Cider - grape flavor<br />15. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Martinellis</span> Sparkling Cider - apple/cranberry flavor<br />16. Three boxes of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Triscuts</span><br />17. Rocky Road Ice Cream<br />18. Cookie dough<br />19. Crab Cheese Ball<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">That's my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Tedy</span>...gotta love him!<br /></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-62326846940672686942008-12-04T10:31:00.003-07:002008-12-04T10:47:03.941-07:00Merry December<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/STgUneQt4rI/AAAAAAAAB68/urhtK1zshvQ/s1600-h/QN5T9539.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/STgUneQt4rI/AAAAAAAAB68/urhtK1zshvQ/s640/QN5T9539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275989631835169458" border="0" /></a>I love December! You know what else I love??? That new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Beyonce</span> song "Single Ladies" I know I'm 12...but seriously, it makes me want to get up and exercise! Speaking of exercise...my scale is so stoked I'm down 20 lbs but my jeans are still screaming "Don't you dare try to fit that booty in here!" Not that exercise had anything to do with losing that first 20. Now its the last 20 (yeah, yeah, you do the math... I gained an awesome 40 lardo pounds!) that is going to require the exercise, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">flax seed</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">egg whites</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">protein</span> shakes! Dang...my days of cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes have finally come to an end. Oh well at least it's December!<br /></div><br />(How about that for a <span style="font-style: italic;">STRING</span> of thoughts?? Can you tell I got ZERO sleep last night?)Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-7140941760050792472008-11-16T12:19:00.022-07:002008-11-16T13:58:04.694-07:00Sorry CharlieQuietly, Ted and I hoovered over Charlie as his nurse took out the last of his tubes and tape so we could go home when we heard her say..."Sorry Charlie." Our eyes all met at the same time and we busted out in laughter. In that moment we both realized the fate of this poor kid....<br /><br />"Can I have another cookie"<br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">-Sorry Charlie</span><br /><br />"Can I stay up late"<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">-Sorry Charlie</span><br /><br />"Can I take the car tonight"<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">-Sorry Charlie</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Charlie Jay <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Turcsanski</span><br />(don't EVEN think about calling him <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">CJ</span>)<br />8lbs 1 oz 19.5 in<br />11-11-08 3:00pm<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2pMFtAEI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OwrJLDXPzsw/s1600-h/charlie-022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2pMFtAEI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OwrJLDXPzsw/s640/charlie-022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269342014015340610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1BhKxchI/AAAAAAAAB4w/khxeadozSaE/s1600-h/charlie-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1BhKxchI/AAAAAAAAB4w/khxeadozSaE/s640/charlie-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269340232967352850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB45tk2ZMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/6c3jsaPMcHc/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB45tk2ZMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/6c3jsaPMcHc/s640/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269344496905512130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB05M_iFKI/AAAAAAAAB4o/lCyOOjDcf1E/s1600-h/charlie-002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB05M_iFKI/AAAAAAAAB4o/lCyOOjDcf1E/s640/charlie-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269340090112545954" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Shortly after Charlie was born my nurse came in to check on me and noticed Charlie was having some trouble breathing and said she wanted to take him to do a quick "little" oxygen test. About an hour after that Ted and the nurse came back and informed me that he was going to be needing a slew of other things done and would need to stay in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">NICU</span>. I was pretty calm about everything until I went to visit him for the first <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">time and</span> saw him like this.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB5ECMLaaI/AAAAAAAAB6k/wGm4pd7JmKA/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB5ECMLaaI/AAAAAAAAB6k/wGm4pd7JmKA/s640/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269344674237868450" border="0" /></a>It was the strangest thing having what I thought was a perfectly healthy baby leave my room only to see him an hour later with this machine hooked to him pumping air into his lungs. Of course my hormones were on an absolute rampage so that didn't help and the flood gates just wouldn't quit. Later that night the doctor gave us a lot of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">explanation</span> on everything and that really helped. He assured us that Charlie just needed a little more time in the hospital and it was nothing life <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">threatening</span> or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">permanent</span>. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB5N-hzdPI/AAAAAAAAB6s/RG6tU0L3arg/s1600-h/photo3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB5N-hzdPI/AAAAAAAAB6s/RG6tU0L3arg/s640/photo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269344845053523186" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2eh3LHKI/AAAAAAAAB6M/CViGkr--8Dw/s1600-h/charlie-021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2eh3LHKI/AAAAAAAAB6M/CViGkr--8Dw/s640/charlie-021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341830881418402" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I love baby FEET!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2U9f-LYI/AAAAAAAAB54/k8F7HpkGScQ/s1600-h/charlie-019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2U9f-LYI/AAAAAAAAB54/k8F7HpkGScQ/s640/charlie-019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341666501602690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1MThrxjI/AAAAAAAAB44/a8QnAkjlwm4/s1600-h/charlie-005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1MThrxjI/AAAAAAAAB44/a8QnAkjlwm4/s640/charlie-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269340418283914802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2PMhUdnI/AAAAAAAAB5w/2iSzAIQIEps/s1600-h/charlie-017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2PMhUdnI/AAAAAAAAB5w/2iSzAIQIEps/s640/charlie-017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341567454574194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2LLtfO3I/AAAAAAAAB5o/duocnMQuG1Y/s1600-h/charlie-016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2LLtfO3I/AAAAAAAAB5o/duocnMQuG1Y/s640/charlie-016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341498517699442" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2FGJcH6I/AAAAAAAAB5g/FQ-tF6oTh50/s1600-h/charlie-013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2FGJcH6I/AAAAAAAAB5g/FQ-tF6oTh50/s640/charlie-013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341393945108386" border="0" /></a><br />Max has actually been so sweet with the baby even though he seems a little bugged in this picture.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2AC3Zl4I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-QsuB5m2Sm4/s1600-h/charlie-012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB2AC3Zl4I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-QsuB5m2Sm4/s640/charlie-012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341307164792706" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB18FS3sQI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/An77J--x2VI/s1600-h/charlie-010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB18FS3sQI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/An77J--x2VI/s640/charlie-010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341239097405698" border="0" /></a><br />Jack and Charlie holding fingers<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB13CzyRnI/AAAAAAAAB5I/DG68YLahHwQ/s1600-h/charlie-009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB13CzyRnI/AAAAAAAAB5I/DG68YLahHwQ/s640/charlie-009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341152530810482" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma Lynda and Grandpa Jack<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1zVeZ9kI/AAAAAAAAB5A/_DQLWzzoQdk/s1600-h/charlie-008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB1zVeZ9kI/AAAAAAAAB5A/_DQLWzzoQdk/s640/charlie-008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269341088821933634" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma Cathy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB0171a--I/AAAAAAAAB4g/Ady8MOXnK-s/s1600-h/charlie-001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SSB0171a--I/AAAAAAAAB4g/Ady8MOXnK-s/s640/charlie-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269340033967127522" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-42060479034790349002008-11-08T22:54:00.003-07:002008-11-08T22:58:15.420-07:00It's A.........just an UPDATE! Naah, no baby yet. Only massive amounts of pictures that have been haunting me to get caught up on before this bambino gets here.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-40061622928137325702008-11-08T22:14:00.017-07:002008-11-08T23:05:46.563-07:00The Pumpkin Patch x2My mom has a little Halloween Party every year for the grandkids so we hit the Red Barn and Hee Haw Farms for our little family tradition this year. I just can't get enough of fields of pumpkins and hayrides. Although I thought I was going to go into labor at Hee Haw. Their hay ride was a litte bit CRAZY!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">THE RED BARN<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzSyM7UBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/kLw6x-RhbQQ/s1600-h/pumpkin+1+collage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzSyM7UBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/kLw6x-RhbQQ/s640/pumpkin+1+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523580807204882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzMP1pkNI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Yv2UMfhbcz4/s1600-h/pumpkin+2a+collage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzMP1pkNI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Yv2UMfhbcz4/s640/pumpkin+2a+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523468503552210" border="0" /></a><br /><br />HEE HAW FARMS<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzDFkr4_I/AAAAAAAAB4A/RuCzpjaOzU8/s1600-h/pumpkin2-001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZzDFkr4_I/AAAAAAAAB4A/RuCzpjaOzU8/s640/pumpkin2-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523311129224178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy_dKovzI/AAAAAAAAB34/62IXMve4B0g/s1600-h/pumpkin2-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy_dKovzI/AAAAAAAAB34/62IXMve4B0g/s640/pumpkin2-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523248742940466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy7qSlkoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/gdO5KOW2--o/s1600-h/pumpkin2-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy7qSlkoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/gdO5KOW2--o/s640/pumpkin2-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523183546471042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy1mnNRSI/AAAAAAAAB3o/lVnmTwSZsRc/s1600-h/pumpkin2-009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZy1mnNRSI/AAAAAAAAB3o/lVnmTwSZsRc/s640/pumpkin2-009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523079480001826" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZywWkruiI/AAAAAAAAB3g/QmdNadNXYqw/s1600-h/pumpkin2-010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZywWkruiI/AAAAAAAAB3g/QmdNadNXYqw/s640/pumpkin2-010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522989275101730" border="0" /></a><br />Max is the happiest kid as long as he has a STICK, SWORD, or LIGHT SABER in hand! Unfortunately most others around him are not quite as happy.<br />(check out Jack's face)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZyswncYqI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/pYKbqm0tdDA/s1600-h/pumpkin2-011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZyswncYqI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/pYKbqm0tdDA/s640/pumpkin2-011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522927546524322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZypK4ZScI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/m1-5p3kj9z8/s1600-h/pumpkin2-012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZypK4ZScI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/m1-5p3kj9z8/s640/pumpkin2-012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522865877469634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZykHYsClI/AAAAAAAAB3I/nxBvY4zqNB8/s1600-h/pumpkin2-014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZykHYsClI/AAAAAAAAB3I/nxBvY4zqNB8/s640/pumpkin2-014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522779039828562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZygSeMP7I/AAAAAAAAB3A/P_oBL7jof4Q/s1600-h/pumpkin2-015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZygSeMP7I/AAAAAAAAB3A/P_oBL7jof4Q/s640/pumpkin2-015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522713296224178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZyb0aNSbI/AAAAAAAAB24/iiq810Y4aIs/s1600-h/pumpkin2-016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZyb0aNSbI/AAAAAAAAB24/iiq810Y4aIs/s640/pumpkin2-016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522636506974642" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-19816412513025707362008-11-08T21:28:00.033-07:002008-11-08T23:05:01.412-07:00I could sure use a little California right nowI was actually starting to feel warm looking back through all these pictures. Our FREEZE OUT finally came to an end this week. Ted and I broke down and turned on the heater! I love that in between time of year when you don't need your heater or AC and your electric bill seems to disappear for a brief while....a very brief while ;)<br /><br />Back in September we took a little Family <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hurraah</span> down to Cali. I had a wedding and we thought it was a good excuse to get away. We had the greatest time. On our drive down we stopped at Calico Ghost Town which I have always wanted to do but never done. It was a pretty cool ghost down just DEATHLY HOT!! Our poor dogs little feet were dying on the pavement.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpsiav8uI/AAAAAAAAB2w/iXhnG5S6hx4/s1600-h/cali-013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpsiav8uI/AAAAAAAAB2w/iXhnG5S6hx4/s640/cali-013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266513028130534114" border="0" /></a><br />kicking their feet up for a little break<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZppEnHCOI/AAAAAAAAB2o/w19ws8SfuBU/s1600-h/cali-014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZppEnHCOI/AAAAAAAAB2o/w19ws8SfuBU/s640/cali-014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512968589707490" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpla4LwQI/AAAAAAAAB2g/ZD3kGzConOM/s1600-h/cali-015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpla4LwQI/AAAAAAAAB2g/ZD3kGzConOM/s640/cali-015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512905847423234" border="0" /></a>house made out of glass bottles<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpgBh0iyI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UNAArV3hiM8/s1600-h/cali-016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpgBh0iyI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UNAArV3hiM8/s640/cali-016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512813143395106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpYbCHgbI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/yxBKwljtsfU/s1600-h/cali-020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpYbCHgbI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/yxBKwljtsfU/s640/cali-020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512682550788530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpR44nmjI/AAAAAAAAB2I/pWymD7W21PE/s1600-h/cali-021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpR44nmjI/AAAAAAAAB2I/pWymD7W21PE/s640/cali-021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512570304928306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpMXjSRbI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ewdyr8S6eeY/s1600-h/cali-022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpMXjSRbI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ewdyr8S6eeY/s640/cali-022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512475457734066" border="0" /></a><br />panning for gold! the boys even found real gold nuggets. We cashed it in to pay for our gas though ;)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpHKQPzbI/AAAAAAAAB14/TC_-Q9SJk48/s1600-h/cali-023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpHKQPzbI/AAAAAAAAB14/TC_-Q9SJk48/s640/cali-023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512385988873650" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ahh</span> another break from the heat.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpA-sbLII/AAAAAAAAB1w/r7e9cxSQB8s/s1600-h/cali-024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZpA-sbLII/AAAAAAAAB1w/r7e9cxSQB8s/s640/cali-024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512279806618754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZo7AqtwAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/BOLqRIqoL7Y/s1600-h/cali-025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZo7AqtwAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/BOLqRIqoL7Y/s640/cali-025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512177257103362" border="0" /></a><br />refreshing!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZo2Dp21tI/AAAAAAAAB1g/vZmdiYEGmHg/s1600-h/cali-026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZo2Dp21tI/AAAAAAAAB1g/vZmdiYEGmHg/s640/cali-026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266512092159465170" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZowqD2uYI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/A7_zZI7yw_k/s1600-h/cali-027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZowqD2uYI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/A7_zZI7yw_k/s640/cali-027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511999389841794" border="0" /></a><br />DISNEYLAND<br />Disneyland was a treat this year. No crowds and we got to hang out with our cool cousins from AZ who happened to be there the same day. Jack and Max loved having Evan around to enjoy the rides with.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZomRxbcaI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/t67WQA9HqbE/s1600-h/cali-008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZomRxbcaI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/t67WQA9HqbE/s640/cali-008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511821071413666" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoeZMomrI/AAAAAAAAB1I/gxzmyiCK8rY/s1600-h/cali-010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoeZMomrI/AAAAAAAAB1I/gxzmyiCK8rY/s640/cali-010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511685625617074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoVQ1a9_I/AAAAAAAAB1A/7hWJEXusjA0/s1600-h/cali-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoVQ1a9_I/AAAAAAAAB1A/7hWJEXusjA0/s640/cali-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511528761948146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoOKVelgI/AAAAAAAAB04/_hxZltGM2h4/s1600-h/cali-007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoOKVelgI/AAAAAAAAB04/_hxZltGM2h4/s640/cali-007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511406758270466" border="0" /></a><br />Nap time<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoJjpdiUI/AAAAAAAAB0w/qflp0Va6go8/s1600-h/cali-009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoJjpdiUI/AAAAAAAAB0w/qflp0Va6go8/s640/cali-009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511327653628226" border="0" /></a><br />How does anyone STAND this ride??? Rich was kind enough to take the boys while Ted, Carly and I all passed.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoDXPty1I/AAAAAAAAB0o/tfd41YQpSxI/s1600-h/cali-011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZoDXPty1I/AAAAAAAAB0o/tfd41YQpSxI/s640/cali-011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511221245201234" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZn_sUq9hI/AAAAAAAAB0g/21_31uQow4Y/s1600-h/cali-012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZn_sUq9hI/AAAAAAAAB0g/21_31uQow4Y/s640/cali-012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511158183654930" border="0" /></a><br />ANGELS BABY! We love the Angels and my uncle Kelly scored us 10th row seats behind the first base line.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZn3YyuFWI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/5L5ROsT8NkQ/s1600-h/cali-030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZn3YyuFWI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/5L5ROsT8NkQ/s640/cali-030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511015502026082" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnwJNVW-I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/raS5QlV4E6o/s1600-h/cali-031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnwJNVW-I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/raS5QlV4E6o/s640/cali-031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510891059600354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnpzLUN1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/T-SuYB9gEgY/s1600-h/cali-032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnpzLUN1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/T-SuYB9gEgY/s640/cali-032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510782066341714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnlP65l4I/AAAAAAAAB0A/xEypeKbWh2k/s1600-h/cali-033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnlP65l4I/AAAAAAAAB0A/xEypeKbWh2k/s640/cali-033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510703882770306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZngQDFAII/AAAAAAAABz4/Nz6oEYNlo18/s1600-h/cali-034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZngQDFAII/AAAAAAAABz4/Nz6oEYNlo18/s640/cali-034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510618017726594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnXfhIWJI/AAAAAAAABzw/tzeyU8i5ZDo/s1600-h/cali-035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnXfhIWJI/AAAAAAAABzw/tzeyU8i5ZDo/s640/cali-035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510467551484050" border="0" /></a><br />And of course.....THE BEACH! One day we hit <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Crescent</span> Beach in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Laguna</span> my old hang out from high school and the day I shot the wedding the boys and cousins hit Balboa. Free entertainment is the best! They had the greatest time in the sand and water.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnQYxloWI/AAAAAAAABzo/NvOiZ_kVaZI/s1600-h/cali-028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnQYxloWI/AAAAAAAABzo/NvOiZ_kVaZI/s640/cali-028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510345482379618" border="0" /></a><br />I love this picture!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnMYP9jWI/AAAAAAAABzg/-j741p81K-U/s1600-h/cali-029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnMYP9jWI/AAAAAAAABzg/-j741p81K-U/s640/cali-029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510276621864290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnHpuFZ4I/AAAAAAAABzY/XOnUbLpT5oM/s1600-h/cali-037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnHpuFZ4I/AAAAAAAABzY/XOnUbLpT5oM/s640/cali-037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510195412264834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnCDy_S8I/AAAAAAAABzQ/oK97D8GUq40/s1600-h/cali-040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZnCDy_S8I/AAAAAAAABzQ/oK97D8GUq40/s640/cali-040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266510099332942786" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-22711956450911865682008-11-08T21:20:00.004-07:002008-11-08T22:58:37.941-07:00More than meets the EYEJack had a fun "Transformer" birthday party this year. We had the balloon guy/magician come back since he was such a hit last year and I'm starting to really enjoy parties where I don't have to do the entertaining. After the party I did what every mean mother does... made him turn over ALL transformers to me and only let him open one a day, you know...just to give us both a chance to figure out how to transform those dang things before another robot emerged from the package only to end up in pieces and me staring at the directions in complete confusion.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZlEP7tPJI/AAAAAAAABzI/YJyN6BMbguA/s1600-h/b-day+collage+a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRZlEP7tPJI/AAAAAAAABzI/YJyN6BMbguA/s640/b-day+collage+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266507937927216274" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-38707435230570352862008-11-08T16:46:00.007-07:002008-11-08T22:58:23.867-07:00First Day of PreschoolFor the 3rd year....because Jack is my first I didn't quite understand all the deadlines and things with school like holding boys back if they are close and all that good stuff....so he'll be making his debut at preschool once again.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRYlRdDmAhI/AAAAAAAABy4/LMhXClGnPvI/s1600-h/school+collage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SRYlRdDmAhI/AAAAAAAABy4/LMhXClGnPvI/s640/school+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266437796044079634" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-7779205153391004592008-10-17T08:35:00.004-06:002008-10-17T09:09:05.707-06:00"Jesus is NOT your friend"So yesterday I pretty much had a Mommy Meltdown. I've really been trying to follow what Pres. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Monson</span> said...you know the talk...The one where he says ~<span style="font-style: italic;">Stop being so freakishly obsessive about your house, your work, your life and don't worry about picking up the toys and mopping the floor that you keep sticking to because the whole </span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">neighborhood</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> helped themselves to an entire box of otter pops, the one about the piles of laundry and that little 2 year old that takes his diapers and clothes off at least 10 times a day and can't figure out what he wants and emotionally drains every last ounce of sanity out of you</span>~ you know the one right???<br /><br />So yesterday I was really trying to "Enjoy the Journey" I mean I was really REALLY trying. But by the end of the night one thing led to another and another and another and Mommy LOST IT! I yelled at Jack & Max for emptying ALL the bath water onto the bathroom floor and Jack just looked at me with this stern expression and yelled back......<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"> "Jesus is NOT your FRIEND!"</span><br /><br />Then since I'm 33 years old going on 5 years old I shouted back "Well he's not YOUR friend EITHER!!" (I know...I'm so mature huh?)<br /><br />Then I started to cry :( boo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">whoo</span> boo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">whoo</span> ) really I was crying though... mostly because I knew I was jerk and Jack was right.<br /><br />So today I'm going to TRY all over again, mostly because Jesus is one friend I can't afford to lose ;) And these boys are just too cute no matter how crazy they get.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPipFzTuMPI/AAAAAAAABQQ/wEWAKTNDJJw/s1600-h/bluebinboys-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPipFzTuMPI/AAAAAAAABQQ/wEWAKTNDJJw/s640/bluebinboys-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258138482092421362" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPipKHmVLaI/AAAAAAAABQY/jDw8h9saZBU/s1600-h/bluebinboys-02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPipKHmVLaI/AAAAAAAABQY/jDw8h9saZBU/s640/bluebinboys-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258138556258659746" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-11315679607111815792008-10-13T10:50:00.015-06:002008-10-13T16:46:34.475-06:00Girls Weekend<div style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago we had the BEST girls weekend with my sisters, mom, aunts & cousins at my Grandma and Grandpa's cabin. It was so much fun to hang out and just talk and talk and shop and shop and beatify our faces with lovely masks, laugh, watch chick flicks, eat good food and listen to all my Aunt Lee Lee's stories, play crazy music games and best of all learn the dance moves to THRILLER!! Unless you were there it's best you not watch the video since it might be a bit scarier than Michael Jackson's face.<br /><br />My mom on the chair with a few of her cute sisters.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODYphIAMI/AAAAAAAABQA/R1ur8d2ez5Y/s1600-h/girls-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODYphIAMI/AAAAAAAABQA/R1ur8d2ez5Y/s640/girls-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256689649556390082" border="0" /></a><br />The Face Mask....it took years off our faces;) Wish it took pounds off my butt.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODQhA8G-I/AAAAAAAABP4/q43CLf-R77Q/s1600-h/girls-006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODQhA8G-I/AAAAAAAABP4/q43CLf-R77Q/s640/girls-006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256689509834955746" border="0" /></a><br />Chick Flick Time<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODJImtRhI/AAAAAAAABPw/_g27bAXtAaw/s1600-h/girls-011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPODJImtRhI/AAAAAAAABPw/_g27bAXtAaw/s640/girls-011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256689383023396370" border="0" /></a>The Silky PJ sisters<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOC68CbF9I/AAAAAAAABPo/aHtwW4htuzE/s1600-h/girls-008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOC68CbF9I/AAAAAAAABPo/aHtwW4htuzE/s640/girls-008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256689139131815890" border="0" /></a><br />Em, Lyd & Steph listening intently to one of LeeLee's amazing stories!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOCzpev9II/AAAAAAAABPg/e5WyRcGzPY4/s1600-h/girls-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOCzpev9II/AAAAAAAABPg/e5WyRcGzPY4/s640/girls-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256689013891265666" border="0" /></a>Allen & Eliason sisters. I love these girls!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPPPmjRT6zI/AAAAAAAABQI/2ffv8st-2ds/s1600-h/girls-013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPPPmjRT6zI/AAAAAAAABQI/2ffv8st-2ds/s640/girls-013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256773451281328946" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday some of us went shopping and some hit the BYU game.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOCpo2QJ5I/AAAAAAAABPY/xtuc_974YPI/s1600-h/DSC05530.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SPOCpo2QJ5I/AAAAAAAABPY/xtuc_974YPI/s640/DSC05530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256688841922717586" border="0" /></a><br />I miss everyone already! Can't wait for next year.<br /></div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx2PgKXcQKdPof47--I2On6_WRxlQn8gSwY2Fn3DZAgx6gS84PrvyaLryfESYaG6Uttc622ySO3SeWZcN-XAA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-82969962662219861232008-10-07T09:15:00.005-06:002008-10-07T09:52:21.123-06:00Tooting my OWN hOrN<div id="logo">So I randomly found this little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">diddy</span> about my photography...particularly highlighting my <a href="http://www.jennifereliason.com/dayinthelife/">"Day in the Life"</a> albums that I do. 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Ms. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Eliason</span> is combining professional quality photography with <a href="http://slsites.com/dir.html?category_id=1394">scrapbook</a> style layouts. The result is a really fun collection of pictures that show people really enjoying life.</p><br /><br /><p>Of course, this process of combining different art forms is the way that new art forms emerge.</p><br /><br /><p>Most photographers fall into the rut of imitating the styles that<br />they see in the photography magazines from the New York or San<br />Francisco. Combining Utah's love of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">scrapbooking</span> with photography<br />creates a unique Salt Lake photography style.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://www.je-photography.com/">Jennifer <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Eliason's</span> main site</a> uses flash animation with fun background music to show her vision of lifestyle and wedding photos. The <a href="http://www.jennifereliason.com/dayinthelife/">Day in the Life</a> page is a fun online photo production that celebrates everyday life.</p> </div><br /><table><caption>Salt Lake Sites - Site of the Day <a href="http://slsites.com/index.html" onclick="javascript:window.open('help.html?help_id=38','HelpWindow','scrollbars,resizable,toolbar,height=480,width=420'); return false;"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/kewl_files/help.gif" alt="help" /></a></caption><br /><col class="prompt" width="160"><col class="cell" width="320"><br /><br /></table></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-41668029395604641952008-09-29T09:44:00.005-06:002008-09-29T09:59:48.981-06:00Before you JUDGE me......<span style="font-size:180%;">just hear me out.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SOD4Eiwxn8I/AAAAAAAABPA/9VlmCojV_L8/s1600-h/DSC03067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 377px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SOD4Eiwxn8I/AAAAAAAABPA/9VlmCojV_L8/s640/DSC03067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251469922448547778" border="0" /></a>We are in a babysitting co-op with some friends so we get to go on hot dates 3 Fridays of every month! sweet huh?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SOD4I8fU_rI/AAAAAAAABPI/jvL0RJc88lc/s1600-h/DSC03063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SOD4I8fU_rI/AAAAAAAABPI/jvL0RJc88lc/s640/DSC03063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251469998074166962" border="0" /></a>My boys happen to be the ONLY boys...so they are learning lots a cool things like...how to be Prince Charming, being the "Dad" when the girls play house, how to be more sensitive, hold hands, use words instead of....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Vrrroomm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">vroom</span>, crash, bang etc and of course...painting FINGER NAILS!! Wait a second!<br /><br />So a few weeks ago at the Perry home all the girls were painting their nails with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kenlie's</span> latest nail polish. Ted said NO WAY when Jeff and Kristin asked his approval but after half the night of Jack sulking they decided a compromise would be to just paint ONE finger nail in "blueberry blue". Well, that was the ONE finger nail Jack choose to have painted.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Wow! we sure are proud of him.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >p.s. thanks kristin for letting me steal the photos off your blog.</span><br /></div></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-2755558747615995162008-09-17T10:56:00.017-06:002008-09-17T20:31:39.885-06:00Greasy Food + Whirly Rides<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">just don't mix! </span></span><br />Ted could not even drive us home after the fair because he was on the verge of throwing up. Which was probably my fault since when he suggested eating dinner somewhere else before we got to the fair I GASPED in disbelief!!<br /><br />"We can't go to the fair and not plan on eating greasy corn dogs, gyros, fries, caramel apples, cotton candy, soda and my ALL time favorite...FUNNEL CAKES!!"<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4WAy1s6I/AAAAAAAABO4/C8AY9OiqbHA/s1600-h/utFAIR-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4WAy1s6I/AAAAAAAABO4/C8AY9OiqbHA/s640/utFAIR-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036991684850594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4QTMYcsI/AAAAAAAABOw/ak-KzSGP7V0/s1600-h/utFAIR-02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4QTMYcsI/AAAAAAAABOw/ak-KzSGP7V0/s640/utFAIR-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036893544608450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4LfWHzXI/AAAAAAAABOo/b_YHtgbhclY/s1600-h/utFAIR-04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4LfWHzXI/AAAAAAAABOo/b_YHtgbhclY/s640/utFAIR-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036810907340146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4Fjpek2I/AAAAAAAABOg/a0E4q68Jvkk/s1600-h/utFAIR-05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4Fjpek2I/AAAAAAAABOg/a0E4q68Jvkk/s640/utFAIR-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036708983051106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4B8f9a2I/AAAAAAAABOY/hhMGHN90M7E/s1600-h/utFAIR-06.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE4B8f9a2I/AAAAAAAABOY/hhMGHN90M7E/s640/utFAIR-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036646934539106" border="0" /></a><br />We voted this the best ride of the night! The BIG Yellow SLIDE<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE39kJVLCI/AAAAAAAABOQ/OPXD8zTEnik/s1600-h/utFAIR-07.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE39kJVLCI/AAAAAAAABOQ/OPXD8zTEnik/s640/utFAIR-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036571677699106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE34oj8U4I/AAAAAAAABOI/qWWFFNsghOs/s1600-h/utFAIR-08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE34oj8U4I/AAAAAAAABOI/qWWFFNsghOs/s640/utFAIR-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036486963712898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3zYClpnI/AAAAAAAABOA/MsRUXF5hGTc/s1600-h/utFAIR-10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3zYClpnI/AAAAAAAABOA/MsRUXF5hGTc/s640/utFAIR-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036396629501554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3rLX2u7I/AAAAAAAABN4/-VntA3AihfY/s1600-h/utFAIR-11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3rLX2u7I/AAAAAAAABN4/-VntA3AihfY/s640/utFAIR-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036255790087090" border="0" /></a><br />Being too little for the cool rides stinks<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3kC4bm1I/AAAAAAAABNw/3iAar-ioys0/s1600-h/utFAIR-12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3kC4bm1I/AAAAAAAABNw/3iAar-ioys0/s640/utFAIR-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036133251717970" border="0" /></a><br />This is before the ride actually started doing it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">whirly</span> thing....<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3cYKs0JI/AAAAAAAABNo/m5WiOJ71LLY/s1600-h/utFAIR-13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3cYKs0JI/AAAAAAAABNo/m5WiOJ71LLY/s640/utFAIR-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247036001526534290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3YA_GJKI/AAAAAAAABNg/aakXPU1un5M/s1600-h/utFAIR-14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3YA_GJKI/AAAAAAAABNg/aakXPU1un5M/s640/utFAIR-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247035926584370338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3SmwfTMI/AAAAAAAABNY/-QBUIsqVZI0/s1600-h/utFAIR-16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3SmwfTMI/AAAAAAAABNY/-QBUIsqVZI0/s640/utFAIR-16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247035833644436674" border="0" /></a><br />This is AFTER<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3M-W-DxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ZH_EMcb41vo/s1600-h/utFAIR-18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SNE3M-W-DxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ZH_EMcb41vo/s640/utFAIR-18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247035736900636434" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-36828682702432441082008-09-08T09:18:00.007-06:002008-09-08T10:22:56.946-06:00Big Brotheritis<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span> The last few months I have just been loving the relationship between Max and Jack. I know things won't always be this cute between them but I'm just going to soak it up while I can. I love listening in on Jack talking to Max and how Max just hangs on every thing Jack does and says. At 18 months Max gave up his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sippy</span>, crib, highchair and booster seat all because Jack does not use any of those. He wants to be a Big Boy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sooooo</span> bad and many tantrums are a result of him not being able to ride a two-wheeler bike yet.<br /><br />Jack just learned to snap, in this first picture I LOVE LOVE how Max is leaning toward Jack listening to the faint little sound of his SNAP with an expression that says it all. You can often find Max trailing behind Jack making a clicking sound with his mouth but moving his fingers like he is really snapping.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVDL5dip6I/AAAAAAAABNI/EqKOwIfzP_s/s1600-h/jacksnap.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVDL5dip6I/AAAAAAAABNI/EqKOwIfzP_s/s640/jacksnap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671212825159586" border="0" /></a><br />Max trying to figure out how Jack climbed up.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVCkaatzWI/AAAAAAAABMw/sUN8rOaCwzk/s1600-h/fire01a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVCkaatzWI/AAAAAAAABMw/sUN8rOaCwzk/s640/fire01a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243670534476909922" border="0" /></a><br />"My turn!"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVCp1r_z3I/AAAAAAAABM4/9sS5vJEtSgg/s1600-h/fire02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SMVCp1r_z3I/AAAAAAAABM4/9sS5vJEtSgg/s640/fire02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243670627696496498" border="0" /></a><br />Until I can figure what I am doing with the bunk bed vs. trundle bed decision and since Max refuses the crib the boys have been sleeping in Jack's twin bed together. One night Max was being fussy and having a hard time going to sleep when Ted and I overhead this little bedtime song from Jack. It's pretty dark and the volume isn't the best but it just melts my heart.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxZfheXVa_Ndo0ngSPocZvxeyoWWrX5Hm_tmcBN_MTNTiyFHUkic1tvGANR0lir1dLPZeLTUcJAHhWK39F8jA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-44643175023896692192008-08-21T09:26:00.006-06:002008-08-21T09:51:10.307-06:00Where Was I ???I'd just like to know.....WHERE WAS I when they were handing out the "Cute, Skinny, Baby Bump, Pregnant" genes??? Oh.....that's right...I was standing in the Chocolate Shake, French Fries & Girl Scout Cookie line, my bad.<br /><br />So this is pretty much the last picture of me I'm posting on my blog until after the baby minus 100lbs occurs...which could be awhile...a really long while. So don't go holding your breath or anything. Not like you were....but I just thought I'd let you know. <span style="font-style: italic;">Oh yeah...this also wasn't one of those "Fishing" for compliments, "Feel Sorry for me," "You're not Fat" kind of post. Believe me...I have a scale...I know the TRUTH and it's not pretty.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2L_CwpT9I/AAAAAAAABMo/Q8yZZxp54j4/s1600-h/water01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2L_CwpT9I/AAAAAAAABMo/Q8yZZxp54j4/s640/water01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236995856890679250" border="0" /></a>This is my friend Rachelle. She is one of those "Cute, Skinny, Baby Bump, Pregnant" people and if I didn't love her soooo much I'd hate her ;) By the way we are due the same week. NICE.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2L4m6Cg_I/AAAAAAAABMg/ltX95Lr4Sns/s1600-h/water02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2L4m6Cg_I/AAAAAAAABMg/ltX95Lr4Sns/s640/water02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236995746334671858" border="0" /></a>Our cute boys...Jack, Jamison & Carter<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2LybqNNHI/AAAAAAAABMY/Zl_i7IU8q3M/s1600-h/water03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2LybqNNHI/AAAAAAAABMY/Zl_i7IU8q3M/s640/water03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236995640236258418" border="0" /></a><br />Max..down for the count<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2LsrNr7gI/AAAAAAAABMQ/neLQgodHa_c/s1600-h/water04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SK2LsrNr7gI/AAAAAAAABMQ/neLQgodHa_c/s640/water04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236995541332389378" border="0" /></a>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133379687977579014.post-90574333389336587162008-07-23T09:31:00.006-06:002008-07-23T10:08:07.026-06:00Mommy Questions gone BADSo I saw this on my friend <a href="http://sweenyfam.blogspot.com/">Bryn's</a> blog last week and I thought to myself....<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"That is so sweet, I've just got to do that with Jack."</span><br />So I go down the hall all excited and interrupt Jack who is happily playing with his transformers and say...<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Hey Jack, come in my office I want to play a little game with you and ask you some questions."</span><br /><br />I should have known things would not turn out as PERFECTLY as I had imagined them in my mind.<br /><br />This is the picture I took of him about half way through the questions. He is totally into this Mother/Son moment.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SIdUtauPW5I/AAAAAAAABME/_YYu7AhseUU/s1600-h/IMG_1505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hn7muaAuBYo/SIdUtauPW5I/AAAAAAAABME/_YYu7AhseUU/s640/IMG_1505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226239031830862738" border="0" /></a><br />1. What is something mom always says to you?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“ this is not a game mom.”</span><br />2. What makes mom happy?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Uhh</span>, I snuggle with you.”</span><br />3. What makes mom sad?."<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“When I do bad things.”</span><br />4. How does your mom make you laugh?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“burp things.” (K-that is so not true)</span><br />5. What was your mom like as a child?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“a girl.”</span><br />6. How old is your mom?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“26.” Sweet!</span><br />7. How tall is your mom?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“I don’t know”</span><br />8. What is her favorite thing to do?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“I don’t know, I don’t want to do this okay.”</span><br />9. What does your mom do when you're not around?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“I don’t know, just nothing.”</span><br />10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“I’m just done okay.”</span><br />11. What is your mom really good at?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“I want to go play, I don’t want to do this.”</span><br />12. What is your mom not very good at?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">"Mom, come on, I don’t want to do this.”</span><br />13. What does your mom do for her job?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">“Take pictures”</span><br />14. What is your mom's favorite food?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Oreos</span>” -those are jack and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ted's</span> favorite food. I won't deny I can put away entire box of girl scout thin mints in a single sitting though ;)</span><br />15. What makes you proud of your mom?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Oreos</span>”</span><br />16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“bumble bee.” {The transformer}</span><br />17. What do you and your mom do together?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">We make sandwich stuff and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oreo</span> stuff.” </span><br />18. How are you and your mom the same?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">"I don’t want to do this anymore."</span><br />19. How are you and your mom different?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“baseball.”</span><br />20. How do you know your mom loves you?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“I just don’t want to do this anymore.”<br /></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04390110039891628333noreply@blogger.com16