tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72944732456848253422024-02-18T19:49:12.039-06:00Raising HalesJennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-27219503280079474782009-01-26T12:46:00.012-06:002009-01-26T13:17:48.428-06:00From my camera last week.....Last Tuesday night, Matt and I had the opportunity (along with 3000 of our closest friends) to attend the Welcome Home event for President and Mrs. Bush. ( I borrowed this picture from a friend...mine did not turn out). <div><div><div><div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295677594037633170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKFwfCCCVITngfmVuLA520-1xmCeuGrpR5vwhhypTL6tAod_nOuG3xzC4lVaMVR2-UKU8yW2toLxrZgwo-Jq830CfPWcvvT7KTOCOCjMQgfZyxFIMKZeKZgYF0zSKYpmg80_hqUtRYj70/s320/IMG_1135.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>Thursday was the 3rd 6-weeks Cougar Jamboree and Matthew got the Character Counts award.<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295679726529268674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjstVb5coBQhpNy1uvo1yXwQtCqzV21mc7i5JZtMpOs2zJmDNrBJtezn3Y5tnTC3h0Imew5UuLt9-9Ocdcormk3nlzyClWEM4-x2dEMhnlJswBhFYQYs_QYh4wwQP1zaWOckOKF7_R2kaQ/s320/DSCF5234.JPG" border="0" /> Izzie came up this weekend to visit Mimi and Pop (yes, of course she brought her Mommy). They took a side trip Saturday morning to watch Matthew's game.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295680577583666034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOfsbomr3wrGdn0iO-m-2vsT9aPIkB-HT_f80Tl7RfpJGaig4uyU8vhOuY3qjuhbb_wYHoRwIt-0YzOUKc_1NAiq77_t00N_dlgM3Jvxay0zZJz7F5iFhbFWr4f5XpOo6OT29qHoGuYDk/s320/DSCF5242.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295680182325588626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqM6Y3EmpZ2aDfUNaLmOYy_ORbpqZ-clUs-76QV8LMjuJ7EI3pKbz-HiKnSqygjWJFc8TNo_4rx8uYeHXMoZW_UcxyX0wH60DlqrT2aQ6hhhEdypk7t6VETDUWTqVm_Crr18iE0Gv76sA/s320/DSCF5239.JPG" border="0" /><br />After the game we all headed back to Mimi and Pop's to check on the booming goat business. Eight babies were born on Friday.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295681378969744786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70CLCPsDpRmOJ-lKb_5Qv-OGPYt44xOgYrKdZiIotMnhLpCQ0jgMM1k6JsS9jN3IRd8re7BcupH73IBgwBtmJAxMTkQcvi9crZAsuOSFLCGYQfdijRcgqflZ-LgHfptE8QU3A41KsMl0/s320/DSCF5249.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295681256586204690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiraiE6jr_yPiun12qFjsXRgtEEK436UIRRjwFjTAv0BtOJEL629kMuEzOq6m95xdEUexGm_UbYEdMRYgwmCHna1oL3PhRV4hwVJp8QUjotaz4Xkr-mvImW3R5t1fvINnPfi6l7JbMF69Q/s320/DSCF5248.JPG" border="0" /><br />Life is good!<br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-83924044927849946552009-01-20T14:58:00.003-06:002009-01-20T15:09:57.879-06:00Matthew's 2nd Annual Birthday SleepoverI'm still spinning from the big birthday bash Saturday night. Matthew had 9 (yes, 9) of his buddies over for the party. After meeting at the house and devouring every last crumb of pizza Matt bought, we braved a trip to the bowling alley (unfortunately I forgot my camera), where they bowled for two hours and had tons of popcorn and soda (yea, bad idea!). Then we went back home for more snacks, presents, and a movie, which I was certain would put them all to sleep...WRONG! I'm not sure what time they went to bed, but they were up at 6:00. The boys seemed to have a blast and Matt and I....well, all I can say is that we survived! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293484229221800946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkPEkqHs50foniRQ402xHEdnEcF-BhE4qTkLOeFsnoqHsvnHB9QlN7wfObd-uR1Q4TcCx9caMsCOAHRwVXMISYuI-A3oLCsZ5VTQZBAbjDNi49vU5SA_Nx8yEH0O7KDGU-vnPGjl9Ewow/s320/DSCF5210.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-59755371672758888412009-01-12T20:55:00.002-06:002009-01-12T21:04:24.413-06:00Prayers for my friend....My dear friend and co-worker, Jill, was recently diagnosed with a brain tumor. After receiving several different opinions from some of the best brain doctors around, she decided to have surgery to have the tumor removed. Her surgery is scheduled for Thursday.<br /><br />Please remember Jill and her family in your prayers this week as she prepares for and undergoes the surgery and for her recovery in the weeks to come.<br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-1946031965513603742009-01-09T21:46:00.008-06:002009-01-09T22:06:27.151-06:00Happy Birthday, Matthew Duncan Hale<div>Matthew celebrated his 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> birthday yesterday. </div><br /><div>Of course, we began the day with the Hale Birthday Breakfast.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289506824983505746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvLe-Mnsxn2N1GOr2ANG6F9uOkSBQgj3goR1xdjQK-aKhCeRrftEKIAgFtn6LibQ0SKcQHGOdTHZEqzmfLEIMPJ7hUN6Rs2POqu3fRb4SVSl9ZEyCgmq1Y17ApISxay_WxKE0_n8y5rY/s320/DSCF5198.JPG" border="0" />Matt and I took lunch to him at school and a cookie cake to share with his friends.</div><br /><p>Then, Mimi and Pop came over for his birthday dinner (hamburgers and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tator</span> tots were his pick this year) with birthday cake ice cream for dessert. (If you're counting, that's donuts, cookie cake, and ice cream all in one day...wow!) </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289507897571583922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPNqeGNyyaSL2nkH2VNSDM4dor8GV6PFgG1seJ7un4VvkIr1tux0xVvjsUtbrcGSRvcPi_yQYGKz4aA8K5iAHM8RVmU1TTe1a5K6b3og2WnOrUqnYvFRlnHbMC3OcBpi40wztcEhrdFA/s320/DSCF5203.JPG" border="0" />It's hard to believe that he's already 7. We are so very proud of him. He's a great student, and his teacher tells me he's a friend to everyone and a leader in class. He's playing basketball again this year and doing well...especially on defense.<br /><p>He's looking forward to next weekend when 9 of his friends join us for bowling and a sleepover. If I survive, I'll post pictures of those festivities.</p><p>Happy Birthday, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bubba</span>! I love you bunches!<br /></p><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-85732041078291613802009-01-05T21:00:00.013-06:002009-01-05T21:43:26.183-06:00Happy New Year!I hope you all had a wonderful holiday surrounded by family, friends and everything that makes you happy. That pretty much sums up the last two weeks for us.<br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div>Santa was very good to the boys this year. Their big present was a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wii</span>....I think Matt and I have played as much or more than Matthew has. </div><div><br />Pop & Matthew "boxing" Christmas morning...</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288013270544019986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAde_L40-2gtymrQMKbcxpnSsebgmPXCPxETZU_O1lhErLL4JH8PJw0Y5X2RLDsTOc-PxUisj-vl-zctbJWjr3Y4JjKFJlwS7vNHuniHVJuAiamSbvZ7L-HRPA1IjG2-Fb8-F120KeS7Q/s320/Wii.jpg" border="0" />Mimi and Pop gave the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">grandkids</span> a new swing set (as if they need another reason to want to go to Mimi and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pop's</span>.)<br /></div><div>"How many <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Aggies</span> does it take.....?"<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288013851669198242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3oajxbXQC1Y8FJqN0uV5dRlf1FNcqqrWDVlqqRaWuwgQ5DtB_INmWiDG-XbpQTUUoeukVeNegDKD0H51AYjwK3ICM1sPTPGCP0HrFPdUsNWPjO6onADSP83wqyDQhs3MOft5AY-IO_8/s320/Playground.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288014126005900706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJmK0MuaH3i8oz-_PqKEUeVqNuui6TuV7tKi19JIAN-JdnecBTDS8WNKQycenWP64DKfpT0lz-Ay_kTudzKeOuKmuMF31SRTAAczj9aSBctTjP4yZ2qNGAKBzXM9oIIdpwLTCS4mw1RE/s320/Playground+2.jpg" border="0" /> Gotta have picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Izzie</span> with her big cousins...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288014362513520306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLofU4ty96gWDb96dTiIIxDxbL_m8vuH6v74i3rCrydXj1r_ETpA3-KiCO7yEtqVrvLIkUjJ0GbGQbKbspxDINxnoDO3NoI-TTHGPx92jdRDeW1bPnZYYJaxlnVh4bQKsDktDZXG4_FMU/s320/Cousins.jpg" border="0" /><br />Matt and I actually rang in the new year for the first time in years with a houseful of friends. We played <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Wii</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Farkel</span> and Spoons and had a great time....that is until Ryan woke me up at 5:15. I quickly remembered why I don't stay up late anymore. :)<br /></div><div>New Year's Day we drove to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Granbury</span> to celebrate Christmas with Matt's family. </div><div><br />The best kind of CHAOS!!!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288016098247213890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcrC5kcb8ltmu2jopDFBk47RA1Hnw720zBEUWj3HHNPzUbdQ39c6DsLoR9_9siodGrzkWIluHe6X6D6kd4Mym_60Y80XXz35ZqsSh6CQUb0SYLGtFBmsakaJX_1Vwo8l-ComtaSBKA6A/s320/DSCF5194.JPG" border="0" />Cowboys jerseys from Grandma and Grandpa were a big hit! Colby has worn his every day since.</div><br /><div>"They call me COLBY <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Romo</span>!"</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288016857549783458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJ5qaOoZQ2Mv5lZox_NdPPHDy14TkquOaLf327yL0DE4mhtujERwluOlzorIlohQlTdJsHUlioRXylJDXeGDQwAlxC100oYGWMYN6_oFpsevSAxL7OtTXGEYccxv9HZNgznGxkS86NbY/s320/DSCF5195.JPG" border="0" /> Matthew is going to work on some Marion Barber dreadlocks for next season.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017357901121250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCDVpbIJgAVqeqNc9go_eR_X3XGZiG6KAQFX70pZydlJuyk15B5qie_1Em7kSf3VwG7loma73BSmq-OtmbFcVauueAlJpDumfxlFGi6BgfurlLZjh_YCYvL2K0LF0PR_jtRaq5HVOP3k/s320/DSCF5197.JPG" border="0" /> And, of course, Ry spent the whole day clinging to Mommy. (remind me how much I'm going to miss this one day).<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288018401079543906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIW8bLJhk1GM4VMcFkTgthgfJNDptKcDoC60EHai48iKzIhP1AYOcvA9V6WC3N2QuSfd-qWh8E-pmFNjx8e-NSB6ingOUFzn-vnKDGLffLUa_JeAhFpfNg8qz9EIUIh3_f3Nm2uibq_F0/s320/DSCF5190.JPG" border="0" /><br />I enjoy everything about Christmas...the shopping, the baking, the hustle and bustle, but I must admit that I LOVE packing the decorations up and getting back to our normal life!</div><div> </div><div>We wish you and yours a FABULOUS 2009!<br /><br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-17709114191456785762008-12-22T16:17:00.002-06:002008-12-22T16:37:07.984-06:00It's the most wonderful time of the year....Whew! The last several weeks have been a blur of too much food going in, too much money going out, and too much "stuff" on the calendar! But now....the decorations are all up, all the presents have been bought and (almost) all wrapped, the cookies are made, and here I sit.....<br /><br />WITH A SICK BABY! ahhhh! Ryan can't keep anything down. We're in regular contact with the nurse at our pedi's office updating them on his pooping and puking. If he can't keep anything down this evening, we go in tomorrow at 9:00 to decide if he should be admitted to the hospital. Poor little guy is so hungry, but everything we try to feed him comes back up immediately. We're pushing Pedialyte, which goes instantly out the other way. He's sleeping now, and Mommy's praying that we'll see big improvement when he gets up.<br /><br />The big boys have gone to Mimi's for a few days mainly because Matthew's out of school and I'm supposed to be working, but it's also most helpful to have a few days to make sure we have all the details worked out with Santa for the big night. I forget how easy life is with only one baby...even when that one is sick!<br /><br />Anyway...<br /><br />I just wanted to hop online and wish anyone who may have found a spare minute to check our little blog, a very Merry Christmas and a "fabulous" 2009.<br /><br />I promise I'll update soon with lots of Christmas pictures!<br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-58907733585825121892008-11-24T09:06:00.014-06:002008-11-24T14:36:54.271-06:00Isabella Grace<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272241245866570210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJXubutbjf9mtuGOZLSoM4QM-Lr3EseyQ-3G4LpmnTwg9-MFXxWfhwbCSHDSK9PCbFM-rjWixoenGxmY6llrFUZdKqqDUj_ZB5VdYBY3nJwiKaV06t1Jwmn8szezkzSwYFCPrh4AOJBw0/s320/DSCF5017.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Yes, I'm more than a week late with the official announcement, but here it is:</span><br /><br />Isabella Grace<br />November 13, 2008<br />6:17 p.m.<br />8 lbs 5 oz<br />20 inches<br /><br />...and absolutely PERFECT!!<br /><br />Pictures from my 1st meeting with Isabella....<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZra3FtQM2yoHw6jGoTvuWIOlqm5V1xv1hy2025jZQZCxAwnMTomY6Z9YmDp_kENrzbDYKJxvXAANASHAK0tcROHZMmVPqXyAcxnuSA1CDjcOibYTCvWVoWLhyphenhyphen1srWqqMIPv9OHDzZDTA/s1600-h/DSCF5009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243999652395730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZra3FtQM2yoHw6jGoTvuWIOlqm5V1xv1hy2025jZQZCxAwnMTomY6Z9YmDp_kENrzbDYKJxvXAANASHAK0tcROHZMmVPqXyAcxnuSA1CDjcOibYTCvWVoWLhyphenhyphen1srWqqMIPv9OHDzZDTA/s320/DSCF5009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pyIeAXW7sqynnwxPCqSQ7M94fPyiX_70pECKe4nxRDxSb0amOzeq28xXtk2ObM-LC8OcdGyDf23zpHV4kIEgKaUHxeoJ0vyiTdQRMSZFDPtHY5y6LZ47COh6p2t99ppwVLYYwniCszc/s1600-h/DSCF5012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243832977114578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pyIeAXW7sqynnwxPCqSQ7M94fPyiX_70pECKe4nxRDxSb0amOzeq28xXtk2ObM-LC8OcdGyDf23zpHV4kIEgKaUHxeoJ0vyiTdQRMSZFDPtHY5y6LZ47COh6p2t99ppwVLYYwniCszc/s320/DSCF5012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Can you say....SPOILED ROTTEN!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYY9LR1qtn7L3X0fMFFzyyTl4dyl_Sizsya6O3mr3ABhxrYBo5B8OcYE7kSqYNxB67Ecd3onjiGl_kn2f2zFT46lH3gKl_cVzFa35ubIdEfP1oQebynIzAVHShZ_RhsFsJIaW20Gk21U8/s1600-h/DSCF5019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243660031726818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYY9LR1qtn7L3X0fMFFzyyTl4dyl_Sizsya6O3mr3ABhxrYBo5B8OcYE7kSqYNxB67Ecd3onjiGl_kn2f2zFT46lH3gKl_cVzFa35ubIdEfP1oQebynIzAVHShZ_RhsFsJIaW20Gk21U8/s320/DSCF5019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Izzie</span> and Mommy getting ready to go home<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9C5Gj-F1se8QwyXVhwuVLJIFcTZNcCvGqEro9UJ4GMKezkaynJ9EZScxlpCrxLW8TLK0bpwSI48txzsprPMk1rHxEkW7olUKUqLOm_ilNnVZYk6I9YNhJSHIg3MfInAWB7KRvBWgyh4Y/s1600-h/DSCF5025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243527106883010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9C5Gj-F1se8QwyXVhwuVLJIFcTZNcCvGqEro9UJ4GMKezkaynJ9EZScxlpCrxLW8TLK0bpwSI48txzsprPMk1rHxEkW7olUKUqLOm_ilNnVZYk6I9YNhJSHIg3MfInAWB7KRvBWgyh4Y/s320/DSCF5025.JPG" border="0" /></a> ...after a few pictures, of course.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijLd0PTUH9jCLnCX6bZKt9ev2136Ig_FF67QzfFisJC5znNyid7a3d1pmKibNjkezRTJVKSfaxOfH6d6hkcJ95eFlVuJpkvR740ZuRvBj7YK0eiqlS4Glk4jGZzE0JSMuLnsj3kW7zOk/s1600-h/DSCF5026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243388328815506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijLd0PTUH9jCLnCX6bZKt9ev2136Ig_FF67QzfFisJC5znNyid7a3d1pmKibNjkezRTJVKSfaxOfH6d6hkcJ95eFlVuJpkvR740ZuRvBj7YK0eiqlS4Glk4jGZzE0JSMuLnsj3kW7zOk/s320/DSCF5026.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The Duncan girls....Look out mall...here we come!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwxk777KiPaCC5lXP4Glhl4oKnWtJszq0DcWnaWQGMkvonrgVlYZI4Rqb1kCPN3qtyPHZor9XTqxPcboA00g9-UfPg8v3TLxx7hSCzal3OwB_kW4djJWQH2EWqKIS_vJECsY3QnJGO3AU/s1600-h/DSCF5027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243274609348674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwxk777KiPaCC5lXP4Glhl4oKnWtJszq0DcWnaWQGMkvonrgVlYZI4Rqb1kCPN3qtyPHZor9XTqxPcboA00g9-UfPg8v3TLxx7hSCzal3OwB_kW4djJWQH2EWqKIS_vJECsY3QnJGO3AU/s320/DSCF5027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHeuSm5AvsW3l-MG2bGhLpY8tY0KPHUnv_UeQ_g3LnNS8L4u-xqPURlLV8-ItmIQoAYaAo-gCpN6jOBZ_hHAMxUzBjpt9BTy_Uw6SRQHNX7EzTznCaQrCV3oG-94VWmB-6NCbBN9kEuw/s1600-h/DSCF5030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243120911460850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHeuSm5AvsW3l-MG2bGhLpY8tY0KPHUnv_UeQ_g3LnNS8L4u-xqPURlLV8-ItmIQoAYaAo-gCpN6jOBZ_hHAMxUzBjpt9BTy_Uw6SRQHNX7EzTznCaQrCV3oG-94VWmB-6NCbBN9kEuw/s320/DSCF5030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpdSfyDl0vvFJuvSLp-nKZ5N6MLhbD48lgNigga-ZmJ81uF92kZog05fM0cArpdFS2gQCo9nQWX0WpcJvRNipQzL6iQ7qOB_rwbTRdE2bXazCAK18ny3jX-qeR1WWYHYE_3u-bY9xSvR8/s1600-h/DSCF5034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243009701087890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpdSfyDl0vvFJuvSLp-nKZ5N6MLhbD48lgNigga-ZmJ81uF92kZog05fM0cArpdFS2gQCo9nQWX0WpcJvRNipQzL6iQ7qOB_rwbTRdE2bXazCAK18ny3jX-qeR1WWYHYE_3u-bY9xSvR8/s320/DSCF5034.JPG" border="0" /></a> Amy, Trey and Isabella are on their own now after a week of being cared for by the world's best Mom (aka Mimi). I was beginning to worry that she wasn't coming back and I think Trey and Amy tried to bribe her to stay longer, but apparently she still has to work (especially now that she has a grand<strong>daughter </strong>to spoil!). </div><div> </div><div></div><div>They seem to be doing well. Amy was excited yesterday when I talked to her because she got three straight hours of sleep...I do not miss those days! Several have asked me if this makes me want a girl and just to clear up any questions, the answer is officially, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">definitely</span>, without a doubt...NO! I am perfectly content being the only princess in my house!<br /><br />Isabella's first big car ride will be this weekend, when they come to Mom and Dad's. There are three little boys I know that are very excited to meet their cousin, and I'm doing everything I can to make sure our snotty noises are clear by then. :)<br /><br />Happy Thanksgiving!!!<br /><div><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-52162471611456312392008-11-03T20:37:00.022-06:002008-11-05T20:42:36.310-06:00Did anyone see where October went?Once again, it's been over a month since my last post. From time to time my sister-in-law does a "From my camera this week" post on her blog, so here's what's on my camera this month:<br /><br /><br />Ryan "slid" into October as a big boy instead of a baby.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMU73t6OeJ228-5NuDffIkM3huoymGhvnFTiocXkQpbJMItPxJWT-4oGlKYWtVEylTCX5OnYG7bDA2ttpPo6_d7ohUkNrHTlWKttS1IbwIqmKCA7EVF7WHvLU9GQS1giZCOu9HNG3kTc/s1600-h/Zoo+Slide.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629725169245026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMU73t6OeJ228-5NuDffIkM3huoymGhvnFTiocXkQpbJMItPxJWT-4oGlKYWtVEylTCX5OnYG7bDA2ttpPo6_d7ohUkNrHTlWKttS1IbwIqmKCA7EVF7WHvLU9GQS1giZCOu9HNG3kTc/s320/Zoo+Slide.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>4 Hale men in a tee pee:<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRw5T7sW2L2c4rSuPnydeHKJQknmn8HeHwFDxcFelDVv2InPL8qW9431rf6uQ7YnZmcLl_jrCSKNmm9f-DgoMPW5AWIibyXQmuWAnJSm9FspKp634BoeIoNy8TEuZSD63zGLHGDT8gFpk/s1600-h/Hale+Boys+in+a+TeePee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629627083061058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRw5T7sW2L2c4rSuPnydeHKJQknmn8HeHwFDxcFelDVv2InPL8qW9431rf6uQ7YnZmcLl_jrCSKNmm9f-DgoMPW5AWIibyXQmuWAnJSm9FspKp634BoeIoNy8TEuZSD63zGLHGDT8gFpk/s320/Hale+Boys+in+a+TeePee.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here's an attempt at a picture of my three little "angels". Ryan does NOT like to share his wagon!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XbVh-uSUa4-pWXMAD1kK-nPtRYPJKPXptqrFX1yfohC_QbOvvSlS3GPgf_zHJUjx-F9QEzQyQV857HHFs3BP37_HTAb36xnzw1bj46kRJZrIY821tcChQbXyBMiXHkpzeIODR4W2dBk/s1600-h/My+Wagon+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629502819779666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XbVh-uSUa4-pWXMAD1kK-nPtRYPJKPXptqrFX1yfohC_QbOvvSlS3GPgf_zHJUjx-F9QEzQyQV857HHFs3BP37_HTAb36xnzw1bj46kRJZrIY821tcChQbXyBMiXHkpzeIODR4W2dBk/s320/My+Wagon+1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Fall Festival at Mimi's school. "Colby...I said GET OUT!"<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAVDhOYSFf6-4CvDm4C4ZmkK1fNjHP0oe8lA8OwyO8n4wABYmaRbppX5co3uiUbhr1zfmAwXW0Lx3g5APPIw2yreuRJtUdrho1Rcgc-PgNyH6pL7Zmrzxw5jSFJD5Wq1-i23EttVqdJic/s1600-h/My+Wagon+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629403227289666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAVDhOYSFf6-4CvDm4C4ZmkK1fNjHP0oe8lA8OwyO8n4wABYmaRbppX5co3uiUbhr1zfmAwXW0Lx3g5APPIw2yreuRJtUdrho1Rcgc-PgNyH6pL7Zmrzxw5jSFJD5Wq1-i23EttVqdJic/s320/My+Wagon+2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Matthew and Colby-Colb on the train ride.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINPD3WudpH6r2_4B3aO3CVNjIz8eJHC2OlIJAM2e59RLeYUoWzBt-CVzOoe5xBx7ibTJUak2IudTH5DKmBmR6IpnDoitZwlduuQPuCNkGUan11bx-GrVe-jdfWldVH3DTGtlQ4u_0XkE/s1600-h/Train+Ride.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629335223800226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINPD3WudpH6r2_4B3aO3CVNjIz8eJHC2OlIJAM2e59RLeYUoWzBt-CVzOoe5xBx7ibTJUak2IudTH5DKmBmR6IpnDoitZwlduuQPuCNkGUan11bx-GrVe-jdfWldVH3DTGtlQ4u_0XkE/s320/Train+Ride.jpg" border="0" /></a> Pop doing what he does best.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOc2TN8eSaIaVl3iFufSUZGeb7UbkHxZaZA1zQCNFgd1EMB7iI1WSo3p4ap9qjFwewee4rDpZ1D71tifhmLyPuc_qok6uTIkd2yWfB1PO_r2lFRGPe6oZhQKBVrK5JdoaGLq3XnO67q68/s1600-h/Hangin"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629072559954434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOc2TN8eSaIaVl3iFufSUZGeb7UbkHxZaZA1zQCNFgd1EMB7iI1WSo3p4ap9qjFwewee4rDpZ1D71tifhmLyPuc_qok6uTIkd2yWfB1PO_r2lFRGPe6oZhQKBVrK5JdoaGLq3XnO67q68/s320/Hangin'+with+Pop.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was bound to happen sooner or later.....Colby fell in the pond.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7EogA7HX9G9IqQj5pqY2XwXxc5t3m4kljDRzdPtvzASF4nehLYh8cd6WGuvh9MLWIeMx2V6B4400I3JJ8yPHpyC62fMlXeBYNGCD8Lmoz7FoFn-TMeUL7pw8DMRXP5mk_rMyEZyjQUo/s1600-h/Pond+Scum.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628972651557074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7EogA7HX9G9IqQj5pqY2XwXxc5t3m4kljDRzdPtvzASF4nehLYh8cd6WGuvh9MLWIeMx2V6B4400I3JJ8yPHpyC62fMlXeBYNGCD8Lmoz7FoFn-TMeUL7pw8DMRXP5mk_rMyEZyjQUo/s320/Pond+Scum.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Trunk or Treat 2008 at church:<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gn8EcpVVP6dLKRBAR7lgEmB8wUyg67VJM397AbczyoFQ2Cp_4xmO3n4BXQClaOiHFDcSdCwiIN8DU96ww4CVkeev5RqABCZ3rgjWVhgDNji5dvJiKlk1vIDrFuibODGE-_j3L_suCgk/s1600-h/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628700113620770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gn8EcpVVP6dLKRBAR7lgEmB8wUyg67VJM397AbczyoFQ2Cp_4xmO3n4BXQClaOiHFDcSdCwiIN8DU96ww4CVkeev5RqABCZ3rgjWVhgDNji5dvJiKlk1vIDrFuibODGE-_j3L_suCgk/s320/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /></a>Captain Jack Sparrow with his buddy, Colton.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTm-9Gzg74-kI43x9U_4M2DLsAjBzwdTjjcfaQOHQw39Scja1yB70Zg6RsKGUJCgpswP-FDJi44340x3g7ADJ69XFxC7f-yLYU_dW9tb_AgMRSezN2VLal5-7zAwwGrRWk3H65-rk_NM/s1600-h/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628596912192610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTm-9Gzg74-kI43x9U_4M2DLsAjBzwdTjjcfaQOHQw39Scja1yB70Zg6RsKGUJCgpswP-FDJi44340x3g7ADJ69XFxC7f-yLYU_dW9tb_AgMRSezN2VLal5-7zAwwGrRWk3H65-rk_NM/s320/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />You will never believe who made a surprise stop on the campaign trail......<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjttX0wL39YbWw0OO2m4U-qKMzyuymthTKYDdXxGtDLz07P8G0jDOHI1QuJiZqsOPpiuyv3j_OleMIyqBLxt5KSWq_PXxj2zGfGeKjEyHXmg1_soE2nGQTcg4Ed05Yb0s7InVvyRAcAY/s1600-h/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628362504920658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjttX0wL39YbWw0OO2m4U-qKMzyuymthTKYDdXxGtDLz07P8G0jDOHI1QuJiZqsOPpiuyv3j_OleMIyqBLxt5KSWq_PXxj2zGfGeKjEyHXmg1_soE2nGQTcg4Ed05Yb0s7InVvyRAcAY/s320/Trunk+or+Treat+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /></a>Pumpkin Patch Parade at the boys' preschool.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPS1Cw7IsPkWJtplFMxlLQ5m1f8hT20ZJfbVgZwvBJtoCT9sUylUhkonwi8Ga-euloZu4SxasSVo4hm5gqDJ7wkEaKXX8qtREvW3P-tyTzkpydwpLr6KKEm7ATFsTNqyhJKz_YEpzGkU/s1600-h/Daycare+parade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628141808000402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZPS1Cw7IsPkWJtplFMxlLQ5m1f8hT20ZJfbVgZwvBJtoCT9sUylUhkonwi8Ga-euloZu4SxasSVo4hm5gqDJ7wkEaKXX8qtREvW3P-tyTzkpydwpLr6KKEm7ATFsTNqyhJKz_YEpzGkU/s320/Daycare+parade.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My brave little soldier had a major meltdown!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishZjDT9Di0rda6wKFh9bM4LhDPw0-siT4NlNjz9Zunnj5OySS6M_sj2FIvaUeKHY3dN125b52-Y-HS1klWNwlaHmWie1ZjHlv-FbDwcioxewH1hoBOeBrSG6-lV3uUHl9l9Wzzmmyeas/s1600-h/Oh+the+DRAMA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264627993593542146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishZjDT9Di0rda6wKFh9bM4LhDPw0-siT4NlNjz9Zunnj5OySS6M_sj2FIvaUeKHY3dN125b52-Y-HS1klWNwlaHmWie1ZjHlv-FbDwcioxewH1hoBOeBrSG6-lV3uUHl9l9Wzzmmyeas/s320/Oh+the+DRAMA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Pumpkin carving at the Hale's.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3xeNzDjz_dQUCaYi7VP_LXJLYw42AT7Oi_DVR2K-HVqLVjffl14yU-E94FUDI6hlTJvkT-YnLDcF-m89KZflBWRDhZwiiw1oXpV2BP9opQuK26kCRfmdK89OkzWl97B5zp4LsdfNodg/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Carving.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264627748861964770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3xeNzDjz_dQUCaYi7VP_LXJLYw42AT7Oi_DVR2K-HVqLVjffl14yU-E94FUDI6hlTJvkT-YnLDcF-m89KZflBWRDhZwiiw1oXpV2BP9opQuK26kCRfmdK89OkzWl97B5zp4LsdfNodg/s320/Pumpkin+Carving.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />All I can say about this picture is..notice the TWO lovely new crowns!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaspxMH016tzIAiqdjUxnKGHwlkzm-Jw0BVsIplAP82cnTjWVrOyDu8GlpENPBjyFprDROg-rqqK5I46SOuNdbOlah94SHVFfjbvVK3nxgJAT_A9qN_mc-aNCF7TiIruHW04zTPw_ioIU/s1600-h/Scary+Face!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264627566964487570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaspxMH016tzIAiqdjUxnKGHwlkzm-Jw0BVsIplAP82cnTjWVrOyDu8GlpENPBjyFprDROg-rqqK5I46SOuNdbOlah94SHVFfjbvVK3nxgJAT_A9qN_mc-aNCF7TiIruHW04zTPw_ioIU/s320/Scary+Face!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Typical Matthew and Colby....seconds before this picture was snapped Colby was having a meltdown and refused to look at the camera. Matthew was hollering, "COLBY LOOK AT MOM!!!" Miraculously, the instant I took the picture, Colby flashed his angelic little smile.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkgAlT34XAVfv_wCRK1xPw6NZ8NO_mBfg2Of9XU-fuCpIK4PKw7dZ0yl_ulIdwVucKNAadqRFAsXUcwZtQy2Qum0_4NR2LSaETfeGCZ5pL96xYEe18IpF6rWHFmmrSOndPnYiu8Z7dko/s1600-h/Colby,+LOOK+AT+MOM!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264627325107027586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkgAlT34XAVfv_wCRK1xPw6NZ8NO_mBfg2Of9XU-fuCpIK4PKw7dZ0yl_ulIdwVucKNAadqRFAsXUcwZtQy2Qum0_4NR2LSaETfeGCZ5pL96xYEe18IpF6rWHFmmrSOndPnYiu8Z7dko/s320/Colby,+LOOK+AT+MOM!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Halloween 2008: Mommy's little goblins<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnKilS1WtzI_ZjMJN2OlIxxCo81c8lh52irc33b7TiCNtVBnlzOx75EXrvSPCZ8ijtTWB8jvbjjMbs21YhSKZ7AKmMrXayC_vqXjQK_V3fcUA79-HXuwBbPCHagu-QDkUcGE1pTV1IPw/s1600-h/DSCF5005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264626732951310386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnKilS1WtzI_ZjMJN2OlIxxCo81c8lh52irc33b7TiCNtVBnlzOx75EXrvSPCZ8ijtTWB8jvbjjMbs21YhSKZ7AKmMrXayC_vqXjQK_V3fcUA79-HXuwBbPCHagu-QDkUcGE1pTV1IPw/s320/DSCF5005.JPG" border="0" /></a> November....here we come! Stay tuned for news of Isabella's arrival...it could be any day now.</div><div></div><div>Tomorrow is election day........VOTE!!!</div><div><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /><br /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-26411994393807051472008-09-21T13:03:00.008-05:002008-09-21T13:41:40.446-05:00Is Anybody Out There?Several of my most loyal followers have asked where I've been and I'm sure several have given up on me, but I'm back in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">blogworld</span>. It's been a month since my last post, so here's a few pics of what we've been up to.<br /><br />Matthew is now a month into 1st grade. It's been an adjustment getting into the swing of homework every night, spelling tests every Friday and REAL grades, but his three week progress report was AWESOME, so I guess he's got it figured out. I'm praying that the rest of the year goes as well as this first few weeks have. He's not playing any sports right now, but he signed up to be a "Bleacher Creature", which means he has a "big brother" on the varsity football team and he gets to run out in front of the team at home games....very exciting.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimh6NOrb18xJfGxoy8aS_GTzHPM-asbnEMiAj1rwTuSfoXWDq7o6IcsmZwgw1F7zpz3u_nbPPK5TRpZSDG8euevwVOz-D3V2XH-5ZyDHhWqLfaIkyBXogehKmkHQEOfOWDdA20eZp0xzA/s1600-h/1st+Grade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248537771419720258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimh6NOrb18xJfGxoy8aS_GTzHPM-asbnEMiAj1rwTuSfoXWDq7o6IcsmZwgw1F7zpz3u_nbPPK5TRpZSDG8euevwVOz-D3V2XH-5ZyDHhWqLfaIkyBXogehKmkHQEOfOWDdA20eZp0xzA/s320/1st+Grade.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here are some pictures of a fishing trip we took a couple of weekends ago. Matthew caught three catfish (two were big ones!)...more than anyone else caught. He was very proud, and we're all looking forward to a big fish fry at Mimi and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pop's</span>.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiMKeBPl77oK6SRRMZsk2DiSuaMkKiuyMLa0ks8LFGu_moyoPiu9E5yejni2o0FRKK0CxQWMoC_K_iWYxSDqet16G4F0d3peDVdgNuGNtT04jwI7dOUIDbBCw-ZvznOY9M2lvKa_kwQys/s1600-h/Fish.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248537709166575602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiMKeBPl77oK6SRRMZsk2DiSuaMkKiuyMLa0ks8LFGu_moyoPiu9E5yejni2o0FRKK0CxQWMoC_K_iWYxSDqet16G4F0d3peDVdgNuGNtT04jwI7dOUIDbBCw-ZvznOY9M2lvKa_kwQys/s320/Fish.jpg" border="0" /></a> Colby wasn't so interested in fishing. He spent much of the evening throwing the bait into the tank. This picture cracks me up...typical Colby! His face is healing up well. The pathology results came back fine as was expected.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5tHv_SdUkNriTEPTyVXRKf6Kx0EQ0lwDBMdYT7Ugfq_cd3tFGYlFq7v-trCUA0PjStv22VxeuU_69kb7TqG8-QB2bEGZ4KWMuJ7zoRY68Qa8WfpENNHgSce5hTjezOUZ8J3fDwblzzE/s1600-h/Takin"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248537631575546210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5tHv_SdUkNriTEPTyVXRKf6Kx0EQ0lwDBMdYT7Ugfq_cd3tFGYlFq7v-trCUA0PjStv22VxeuU_69kb7TqG8-QB2bEGZ4KWMuJ7zoRY68Qa8WfpENNHgSce5hTjezOUZ8J3fDwblzzE/s320/Takin'+Care+of+Business.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ryan turned 1 on the 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>. We had a big football party planned for the 13<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>, but Hurricane Ike changed our plans. We were unsure of how bad the weather was going to be, so we ended up cancelling his big party. Since Uncle Trey and Aunt Amy were down anyway (for Amy's shower....wow! baby girl stuff is fun...but that's a whole other post!) and I had already bought cake, we didn't let Ry's big day go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">un</span>-celebrated. HE LOVED CAKE!! I think he would have eaten the entire thing if I would have let him. He screamed and through a huge fit when we took it away.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsyvNbwseS8n0-JkgGvX71hS79dxZhCwCrYPEQ46KKk6UQ31kbqzfGy9zczVP8tRgcJ-B6BU5sYT4svRSNY1i2DStJq13VpOvI6FP_MBzwrVVBJfKhAMw5e5ZyonLfJtDhWiKcdmGu3_U/s1600-h/CAKE.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248537539344798802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsyvNbwseS8n0-JkgGvX71hS79dxZhCwCrYPEQ46KKk6UQ31kbqzfGy9zczVP8tRgcJ-B6BU5sYT4svRSNY1i2DStJq13VpOvI6FP_MBzwrVVBJfKhAMw5e5ZyonLfJtDhWiKcdmGu3_U/s320/CAKE.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTaTJOByCkw1DifqtCuz4FY_r0NFbhyphenhyphenqE5qAgxQkGJnlbL3-5iW_7EDKfS-Tya3iyHdQgyKF5AOMBMwlosc2y8GrOlgpnnwI5t7AcxEVlnxZYJlIJy99k3aRXscLSnG-ABLKpPAlKJXg/s1600-h/Little+Quarterback.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248537427178616498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTaTJOByCkw1DifqtCuz4FY_r0NFbhyphenhyphenqE5qAgxQkGJnlbL3-5iW_7EDKfS-Tya3iyHdQgyKF5AOMBMwlosc2y8GrOlgpnnwI5t7AcxEVlnxZYJlIJy99k3aRXscLSnG-ABLKpPAlKJXg/s320/Little+Quarterback.jpg" border="0" /></a>So...what's our little 1 year old up to? He's very close to walking, but isn't quite brave enough to take a step. He is into everything...dog food, the toilet, any little crumb or dirt on the floor, every drawer or cabinet he can reach, etc. He says <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Bubba</span>, Momma, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Dadda</span> (but Matt is usually Momma), and Pop (although I think Pop means "I want to go outside"...imagine that!). He says ball and loves to play catch with his brothers. He is very curious about everything they do...which is VERY DANGEROUS! :) He started out a terrible eater... but now...he loves to eat....he would eat until he got sick if I let him. He ends every meal crying because he wants more. All my kids have been good eaters, but he has both of his brothers beat. I think spaghetti is his favorite. He also really likes mashed potatoes. And.... he has a bad temper! He gets so mad when things don't go his way (definitely a "baby of the family" trait, right Matt, Pop and Amy?)</div><div> </div><div>As I always say, I'll try to update more often, but who knows with this crazy, wonderful life!</div><div> </div><div>Stay tuned!<br /></div><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-34577707763215989852008-08-22T13:57:00.010-05:002008-08-22T15:10:52.046-05:00Holy Mole-y Part 2Well...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Helllloooooo</span>!<br /><div><div><div><div>I've been <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">soooo</span> busy relaxing on my two week vacation from the bank, that I haven't even been able to find the time to blog ;)</div><br /><div>Actually, my little vacation has been quite productive. We've visited various doctors and dentists and all had haircuts (including Ryan...I finally gave in!) I've done some much needed work around the house including major cleaning...blinds, baseboards, ceiling fans and some serious closet organizing. Having three kids of the same gender is a huge blessing for the clothing budget, but it's a lot of work keeping up with all those sizes and seasons. As I was surrounded by mountains of winter clothes, I realized that it would be easier and MUCH more fun to go out and buy new clothes for everyone. Needless to say, Matt does not agree. I worked on getting the clothes Ryan has outgrown ready for the Just Between Friends consignment sale coming up next month. (If you haven't ever heard of this, check it out <a href="http://www.jbfsale.com/">http://www.jbfsale.com/</a> They do consignment sales all over the state twice a year). From Ryan alone (because I keep all the clothes the other boys outgrow for "hand-me-downs") I have over 100 items...and that's winter clothes only...sizes newborn to 18 months.</div><br /><div>I did squeeze in some fun.....a trip to Six Flags for Matthew and I, the new Star Wars animated movie, a little shopping, lots of playing, and many nights staying up WAY too late watching the Olympics...GO USA!</div><br /><div>So....Monday it's back to work for me and back to school for Matthew....1st GRADE...HERE HE COMES! </div><br /><div>Today, however, was Colby's big surgery day. We woke up bright and early and got to the Surgery Center at 6:45. (A big thank you to Mimi for coming this morning to get Ryan up, dressed and to daycare before she and Matthew came to wait with us...as always, I had to twist her arm :) )<br /><br />Everything this morning went really fast. He sat on the bed with the Hulk and some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">legos</span> while he waited to go back for his procedure. </div></div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237426999489104354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6tso7tA1tnuybEn2YVDCrZmZe8WseEx5X5TgUlQNao7DU0Ae0EnfaRfbG-vumGGLGidok0W79nyMdY4WvTKmnazf2rQRVy6D80JLxyzZnyOEeRUL8J8eXHK-qs_b8T0vy08PEUiybyE/s320/DSCF3537.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237427232688889202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaBVNRHsaCZ7yAaTuznTZHkIboEdnrnbKteEzN2zNBBnU-60bOjzuom7ZhRw3Ks3yfjMFVjFLOvT76r6q9E6owpSiQJzY8CRaygN3GPhQGiDqt0AbBLwlQfvrbB1L-jBbs_HT7MVa4pw/s320/DSCF3538.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>When it was his turn, he hopped on the anesthesiologists back and off he went...such a big boy!</div><br /><div>So, Matt and I headed to the waiting room and were soon joined by Pop and then Mimi and Matthew arrived. It was only about 30 minutes before Matt and I were called back to the consultation room to see the doctor. After a short report about the surgery...which went very well, they had us return to the waiting room while they moved Colby to recovery.</div><br /><div>That was a short wait and as they walked us back to the recovery room, I heard the screaming. Colby was awake (sort of) and he was not happy. In fact, he was hysterical for about half an hour crying, trying to pull out his i.v., and making no sense. They tried some medication through the i.v., but I don't think it worked at all. We finally got him calmed down enough to drink some juice and eat a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Popsicle</span>, so they took the i.v. out. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237427748416569762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKgM0pbkJ-Gq4Q_vow_IWtxrP5b0rl0R47VXkzd8S2SlXEDS2xCpClEZbsYjit9yIUMw2kDezH5MguT_q_1MlGavREhC_JCRVq0wozuS8pyCl6dXbybqygoLykspE5g-PnolziSRHHys/s320/DSCF3539.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>We thought this would keep him calm, but the hysteria started again shortly. They discharged us with our screaming 3 year old and off we went.</div><br /><div>He wouldn't stay buckled in his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">car seat</span>, so I held him most of the way home, while he screamed and cried and struggled to get away from me. (It was about this time that I began to think we had made a terrible mistake!) We got inside and he continued to scream and hit Matt and I. He wanted us to leave <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">him</span> alone, which we gladly did. </div><br /><div>After probably another half hour or so of crying, he laid on the floor and zoned out for a long time. Then, as if none of this had happened, he hopped up with a huge smile and said he was hungry. And he's been eating ever since.<br /></div><div>He's also been talking nonstop and playing normally despite my subtle <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">encouragement</span> to lay down and take a nap. He's gotten really still on the couch a few times, but can't manage to close those eyes.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237427997398208098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqF81ZuwzXuVwi0BVpwYemPzgR_VBouW-UFNXTyCREinVoACHDEa8hXwFY2wV2BRVXQJtNVU-xHeaCL4WoUeaOoPmzhgwzgKuQITzHjRFj1PjTEZNWV_0ZwwELe2D5tlyvTQeCuJe-gOU/s320/DSCF3540.JPG" border="0" /><br />So, we can resume "normal" activity tomorrow and go back to the doctor on Wednesday for follow-up.<br /><br />More later...<br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-9418450745191372182008-08-08T08:39:00.004-05:002008-08-08T09:12:20.723-05:00HOLY MOLE-Y! Part 1<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidz6JBiFa1CxoWKpVZbBlKZM4XLGcB9vqj329HSpT32G8nQtndUcBSBfUZXm1NLcMEz7Spx7wiy-EhEY4jPYEjjdDPadqrOZI-divhh6rY8LhpQREyOpUXa0khIpmqO7T2m_JlDxyDMp4/s1600-h/DSCF3516.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232148619359927522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidz6JBiFa1CxoWKpVZbBlKZM4XLGcB9vqj329HSpT32G8nQtndUcBSBfUZXm1NLcMEz7Spx7wiy-EhEY4jPYEjjdDPadqrOZI-divhh6rY8LhpQREyOpUXa0khIpmqO7T2m_JlDxyDMp4/s320/DSCF3516.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This mole popped up on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Colb</span> when he was about a year old. It was a normal looking, flat brown mole. Over time, it began to grow and change color. I was always concerned about it, but our pediatrician kept saying it was something to watch, but not something to worry about. Until recently, it hasn't seemed to bother Colby too much, but the past couple of months it has become irritating and has bled numerous times.</div><br /><div><div>At Colby's three year check-up last week, the doctor referred us to a plastic surgeon to have it removed. He has no reason to believe that its cancerous or anything, but the fact that it bleeds frequently and is growing is reason enough to have it removed AND for it to be covered by our insurance (answered prayer!)</div><br /><div></div><div>We met with the plastic surgeon Wednesday afternoon. Now, to most people, having a mole removed is a simple in-office thing. BUT if you're 3 and can't sit still on your own, it becomes surgery.</div><div> </div><div>So....Colby will have his mole removed on the 22<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> in the same <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">surgi</span>-center where he had his last "little" procedure.</div><br /><div></div><div>This will be the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> Hale surgery in 2 1/2 years....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hypospadios</span> correction (Colby), appendectomy (Matt), ear tubes in / adenoids out (Matthew) and now a little plastic surgery. Add a pregnancy in there and it gets a little expensive! We thought that 2008 would be the year with no major medical expenses, but apparently not. </div><br /><div>We are very thankful that we have good insurance and that all of our issues have been relatively minor (with the exception of Matt's ruptured appendix). We know that Colby will get through this just fine.</div><br /><div></div><div>Stay tuned...</div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-27412429262791918102008-08-04T09:37:00.003-05:002008-08-04T09:50:37.704-05:00I'll be in trouble for this one!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcfK2B5TiIa9JpcU1fms6iVWjWEJaGUAzrme9DbqUJvLc5rm0lvh8KJXTO4Ra7aAlnXHmKGBPdE4WyRTGjCFsVC6tF1Q3q8sa_XEPoce6ktbXTPsHpZaTmsCmhh9kYbxRn1EJd8HmuSuo/s1600-h/DSCF3512.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230671895512679234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcfK2B5TiIa9JpcU1fms6iVWjWEJaGUAzrme9DbqUJvLc5rm0lvh8KJXTO4Ra7aAlnXHmKGBPdE4WyRTGjCFsVC6tF1Q3q8sa_XEPoce6ktbXTPsHpZaTmsCmhh9kYbxRn1EJd8HmuSuo/s320/DSCF3512.JPG" border="0" /></a>As part of the growing basket of "girl stuff" I'm collecting for Isabella, I ordered this bow with her initial on it (yes, my sister reads my blog, so SURPRISE!). I bribed Ryan with a graham cracker and he proudly modeled it for me.<br /><br />I ordered it from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sweetdaisybowtique</span>.com. They are so great! (and, I think, inexpensive although I'm not an expert on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hairbows</span>.) If you go to the website, Ryan is wearing the "baby large" size.<br /><br />Happy Monday....This is my last week at work before two weeks of vacation....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ahhhhhhhh</span>!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-91410708107840577002008-07-28T12:22:00.017-05:002008-08-01T16:12:33.034-05:00Cousins, Cousins and more Cousins (and some other random stuff)****NOTE**************************************************************************<br /><br /><div>I typed this post on Monday, but didn't have time to add the video. I saved it intending to finish it Tuesday morning. WELL, here it is, Friday afternoon and I'm just getting it done...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">SHEESH</span>!<br />************************************************************************************</div><div>The past two weekends have been busy. We've loved spending time with family on both sides that we don't see often enough.</div><br /><div>Two weekends ago, Matt's aunt, uncle and cousins from Fargo came down. They stayed until Wednesday, and we had so much fun hanging out with them at Nana's. I'm surprised all of our kids didn't grow fins, as much time as they spent in Nana's pool. I had my camera with me the entire time, but didn't manage to take any pictures. (If someone has some, e-mail them to me and I'll post them.)<br /></div><div>This past weekend we headed to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Denton</span> with Mimi and Pop for the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nd</span> Annual Duncan Cousins Camp. Of course, my kids spent most of the day in the pool. I've posted video of Matthew & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Colb</span> jumping off the diving board. Later in the day, they started jumping off the lifeguard stand (obviously, there was no life guard on duty). Colby, my little 3 year-old dare devil, launched himself off of a 6 ft. wooden platform, but was terrified to watch "Hook" (you know the one with Robin Williams as Peter Pan) on t.v. last night. Matthew is really a great swimmer, but for some reason was afraid to jump off the diving board without his life jacket. </div><br /><div>(Dang it...I can't get my video to post...here's some pictures instead)</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229654044914678690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd2eEBPBc5U9syvdXW7BcptiDHTCR9o1Pl4CQE7S8n2fEOmkAS8cbRS4nVJKU5zHly0hS6SA1jr1jRyuMGuYPfHaorYymYT-BF7cIDKQP2ZWPFHhl5UDMG4ObIkMWFRffw7VuSrO550nI/s320/DSCF3488.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229654256061768242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0cDXp8RgjdAGNBIBCwrmxq2_-UF9R51OUBJszIsrrzN1prCY5ASIgavJgMjgoSOD3IMkRFVp3157XouhjUMjST5HJTPU8AKApRZZZSve2KwYJsR0MFM3NTb_Sqymh5tZUjqtyXPP50ts/s320/DSCF3489.JPG" border="0" /> One more thing....<br /><div></div><div>After the boys were all dressed this morning, I noticed a funny coincidence......read their shirts.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228123406288952802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsb6PP_aflw2Mllpt22yo3dSgp38IEZVjwpDNlpXYtOaTkmK-hepii3LmhzcBfA8BZ2iG2tw3kgZuMqjeprdv5LahoczwRKMw2c611yHqSVZlIMuG8fg_yaKDGq9fj9f9CltOAiWnE628/s320/DSCF3504.JPG" border="0" />I promise I didn't have time to plan this out today, but they all three say "HOOPS".<br /><br />************************************************************************************<br />Many of you know that I am anti-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">scrapbooking</span>. I love to take pictures of my kids and I enjoy looking through my photo albums, but I refuse to spend the time and money on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">scrapbooking</span>. Well, my friend Amy (this is where I should link you to her blog, but I can't remember the address and I can't look it up from work....I'll try later), who is Supermom to three adorable girls was childless and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">husbandless</span> this week and asked if I'd like to come scrapbook with her. She was just a little behind (actually she was about four years and two kids behind) and planned to get caught up during her alone time (she also had some dental surgery on Wednesday and didn't think she'd feel much like leaving the house.) I explained my whole anti-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">scrapbooking</span> thing and she said..."Well, come anyway!" So I did and guess what....it was great!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229656646835722162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHiDPbOCR9aJTtMgb4_zgyZaEw4SZ09kB5GXA2qlgI2GuJIAfsWzsw84Ir1dNQqmjVOk5V63hwCJmstV57-l6Sy6MaNqVlblIoBwqF_bZldAs_WSMY9UBf_boftb0fUHyvPbtuDgcvCM/s320/DSCF3507.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229656893077556738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrvthWryWJfKwVTW2gO42yXGV3aRlI7KjhkLDaLb5ypgegx5fJXxctjjTUS3ZL2c1zj-S9hUNgynikEnEVJcLbkB-BQCM8BrouNHTVhea6UWYja2hGY2pA5JKnUoqCLTmKbOFuzWoN6To/s320/DSCF3510.JPG" border="0" />These are two of the six I worked on for her. Although, I still have NO desire to do my own pictures, I now totally understand the addiction that some of you have. So...if anyone needs a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">scrapbooking</span> assistant.... I can always use an excuse to get out of the house.<br /><br />My goal for the next week is to blog more often, so my posts aren't so long and random.<br /><br />Happy Weekend!<br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-72272576066107732402008-07-17T14:49:00.003-05:002008-07-17T14:51:51.441-05:0010 months old on 7/14!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQR5IutwzCPUWy4kpEBlCNBtXDr2z-mo9NTcuJz6QumK8fYJls3Dsu7iwg9VCTocbWrJgPlpGXywanU2qz1bwiIasEygP4Qwr4s_qO_kacKFuOAzGtZVud_ekJiss95nG-y2A_5PQ1cXg/s1600-h/DSCF3483.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224072724717045218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQR5IutwzCPUWy4kpEBlCNBtXDr2z-mo9NTcuJz6QumK8fYJls3Dsu7iwg9VCTocbWrJgPlpGXywanU2qz1bwiIasEygP4Qwr4s_qO_kacKFuOAzGtZVud_ekJiss95nG-y2A_5PQ1cXg/s320/DSCF3483.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-58747131993487380732008-07-14T12:17:00.014-05:002008-07-14T12:46:48.403-05:00Happy 3rd Birthday, Colby-Colb!<div>Colby turned the big "3" on Saturday.</div><br /><div><u><span style="color:#000000;"></span></u></div><br /><div>The festivities started at school on Friday. I realized Thursday night that Friday was clown day, so I had to do some creative thinking to come up with a last minute clown suit. Luckily, we had blue hair spray that Matthew used a couple of weeks ago for Crazy Hair Day at camp, I dug the lovely red socks with presents out of my drawer, and we had the multi-colored cotton pom-poms left from one of Matthew's art projects last year. When combined with the lovely <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">camo</span> shorts, we created <strong>COLBY-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">COLB</span> THE BIRTHDAY CLOWN! </strong></div><br /><div><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixOJrIaAWV3dxelZu35wDbaR-_ycVFavO4sZtGwlS5K_gvlc426XSF9rPOY2l7GM7KFNuz58NucC7HNxhzFahbI80IyzBS1QPtFhIoG4Nh7gtA0VeFA1D0eTo15pCK2JY1auIL_I4ANSE/s1600-h/DSCF3478.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921795414772786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixOJrIaAWV3dxelZu35wDbaR-_ycVFavO4sZtGwlS5K_gvlc426XSF9rPOY2l7GM7KFNuz58NucC7HNxhzFahbI80IyzBS1QPtFhIoG4Nh7gtA0VeFA1D0eTo15pCK2JY1auIL_I4ANSE/s320/DSCF3478.JPG" border="0" /></a> Of course, Saturday began with the Traditional Hale Birthday Breakfast (minus Matthew, who was at a friend's sleepover)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PJvh1E39DtLtDRLBOdv_BW_ZtzQ9e2mM6weCOFkScYMwjyCrObXnSrTiK2UhnH-XyI_PPWSBkZvuTFve1BxhT9N9vAaxAFJAZwuEVYoT3T0POpaj6zZU3Z2pmHZpoBq1RvdCV43lKKs/s1600-h/DSCF3430.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921689867834322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PJvh1E39DtLtDRLBOdv_BW_ZtzQ9e2mM6weCOFkScYMwjyCrObXnSrTiK2UhnH-XyI_PPWSBkZvuTFve1BxhT9N9vAaxAFJAZwuEVYoT3T0POpaj6zZU3Z2pmHZpoBq1RvdCV43lKKs/s320/DSCF3430.JPG" border="0" /></a> After running a ton of errands Saturday morning, making final preparations throughout the day, and squeezing in a nap for everyone......IT WAS FINALLY PARTY TIME!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwWMAu4ABQ3542bsNe3lK6xYVFwKEeqXDjvxSJmjMB6psGb5VhBs5QpCEiDxbh9j6tZ-wK_q-xKvRZBRVqZNvrc-vnbaGXv6EG3HNkwRgZa54Fwnhyphenhyphen-LnKYHvPy3w5tDYIPozJDQgCjKE/s1600-h/DSCF3431.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921572825963602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwWMAu4ABQ3542bsNe3lK6xYVFwKEeqXDjvxSJmjMB6psGb5VhBs5QpCEiDxbh9j6tZ-wK_q-xKvRZBRVqZNvrc-vnbaGXv6EG3HNkwRgZa54Fwnhyphenhyphen-LnKYHvPy3w5tDYIPozJDQgCjKE/s320/DSCF3431.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU4Y3bsYqV2HmbKVchm6zglwbhrPmhZ0IW_-NavKM5DnnIbaCyfzxX6i5F_E2jiZecC_M1k8uu0VKn-aM2VjhdXitDqxBBq651XNq462oVfYs5Oz3IOdKjvPV-UeOCLIrDSPU6q_5BTuk/s1600-h/DSCF3434.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921460056165810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU4Y3bsYqV2HmbKVchm6zglwbhrPmhZ0IW_-NavKM5DnnIbaCyfzxX6i5F_E2jiZecC_M1k8uu0VKn-aM2VjhdXitDqxBBq651XNq462oVfYs5Oz3IOdKjvPV-UeOCLIrDSPU6q_5BTuk/s320/DSCF3434.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSNBVqollZd70YlkBp0VfC9kkDfEeGSFsTnFPw2blTOcmhzTfwHUo2HdPssMBoIvPsLqJY_ccUqILxl-dzhGSvfeknJe80Nvdj6l0nD_wK7oOPA47kBgSLl7CDMX6VUOfNGVCS1ipseU/s1600-h/DSCF3439.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921342272129954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSNBVqollZd70YlkBp0VfC9kkDfEeGSFsTnFPw2blTOcmhzTfwHUo2HdPssMBoIvPsLqJY_ccUqILxl-dzhGSvfeknJe80Nvdj6l0nD_wK7oOPA47kBgSLl7CDMX6VUOfNGVCS1ipseU/s320/DSCF3439.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Colby's friend from daycare, Jacob. They are truly best buddies. They are so much alike that it is SCARY!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEita3jVoTRX0PnZ1KOXOKS3TOfMUsWwftbbARI96TpGW0NG14bQ43p06LWCev56nOONSc7RYyWm6FflYVTYLY2UzJdXaEkCKtbjuEUIVZNVZmLY6oFD8QoJ2aa0YDDbTakrV8dgyyegXg0/s1600-h/DSCF3443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921224925345458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEita3jVoTRX0PnZ1KOXOKS3TOfMUsWwftbbARI96TpGW0NG14bQ43p06LWCev56nOONSc7RYyWm6FflYVTYLY2UzJdXaEkCKtbjuEUIVZNVZmLY6oFD8QoJ2aa0YDDbTakrV8dgyyegXg0/s320/DSCF3443.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgUhXMBRS-v8ETE6qLe3KnZHmjvIZAekFqjbHrvSif6mL-SREezvH8bleGGw16US_bp_Uuie82tLbRpXEGbmrKWDdEimm_BT7KqSJcCO1nSWRF-fQJCu0C-1gTeRDEgB5uDXW4QEVDbJI/s1600-h/DSCF3450.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921052128163746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgUhXMBRS-v8ETE6qLe3KnZHmjvIZAekFqjbHrvSif6mL-SREezvH8bleGGw16US_bp_Uuie82tLbRpXEGbmrKWDdEimm_BT7KqSJcCO1nSWRF-fQJCu0C-1gTeRDEgB5uDXW4QEVDbJI/s320/DSCF3450.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222927143924591874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBx5GVgFLBq8abW34QhCzlTQXr_1fOAU_sO2XfSUamVh7DFaQ4LU71yIUDEtYYyD7EiOH0u1NfohAkGZ733AV6k4xZyZMVnwrzx7gATKpbXvaZOcIKfnb8jhRiA5Ym-5rhFmWWyHfjbNY/s320/DSCF3455.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClr1356IvUG-KQ5NghktLF3f_e3g63t2Is1PHk_Va3tFR4ouxyqW-sVafFIAJnZAcIEdDg2izxl5wop1PvksN5LIO2ZHfdkdO6I6Pb_IAAbABdLOZRxpSsy-YgP4NW7MWHbqhfi6TsH4/s1600-h/DSCF3471.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222920692833285138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClr1356IvUG-KQ5NghktLF3f_e3g63t2Is1PHk_Va3tFR4ouxyqW-sVafFIAJnZAcIEdDg2izxl5wop1PvksN5LIO2ZHfdkdO6I6Pb_IAAbABdLOZRxpSsy-YgP4NW7MWHbqhfi6TsH4/s320/DSCF3471.JPG" border="0" /></a>Being 3 ROCKS!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOliCQDs7QuFcqOY3RvfOhld5CA3OHjdQadbNhTJwDgx3MHKGffrhyphenhyphenb_fkLvEeW2mfLiROUFUZp2Y5dU0fUsHCTKIY9v5RP4RMNWdLAsQ_pqXUVrHuzfMmhnBkP08CH4zspdDx-pmO8lI/s1600-h/DSCF3473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222920583469492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOliCQDs7QuFcqOY3RvfOhld5CA3OHjdQadbNhTJwDgx3MHKGffrhyphenhyphenb_fkLvEeW2mfLiROUFUZp2Y5dU0fUsHCTKIY9v5RP4RMNWdLAsQ_pqXUVrHuzfMmhnBkP08CH4zspdDx-pmO8lI/s320/DSCF3473.JPG" border="0" /></a> And he finally pooped out (in his brand new Hulk p.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">j's</span>)!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUW53BfADHzrXEqCb1S7DY6mrbbP_ibKgqH01EOLTFoKMN1H1yk0GMrfpFWZYUkzPM7CwBOX6cW54Ww6YPDZQ1h15QRtUUewJF0ecPhk-aJ_-a7yg0X7WqP2uXxkU8onHXUqbYd9O9lGA/s1600-h/DSCF3476.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222920485068816002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUW53BfADHzrXEqCb1S7DY6mrbbP_ibKgqH01EOLTFoKMN1H1yk0GMrfpFWZYUkzPM7CwBOX6cW54Ww6YPDZQ1h15QRtUUewJF0ecPhk-aJ_-a7yg0X7WqP2uXxkU8onHXUqbYd9O9lGA/s320/DSCF3476.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Happy Birthday, Colby-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Colb</span>! You are a joy and most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">definitely</span> ONE OF A KIND! Love you bunches.<br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-11226817702896303622008-07-11T09:32:00.015-05:002008-07-11T09:58:29.424-05:00Vacation Pictures Day #3<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfxM0dzblsuihgjzX6eYmbOeITMx4PgRYXfdzieg6DGEt_RYb5AGJm4C6pcgBYqR6fhqJxELAr30Dx5nhnGC2olSNZWqz0PPqm2VQCLd2uTQMZcNvqi9ZiHQUQPLO8QNV93HydLRkoUyw/s1600-h/DSCF3403.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221769039537634834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfxM0dzblsuihgjzX6eYmbOeITMx4PgRYXfdzieg6DGEt_RYb5AGJm4C6pcgBYqR6fhqJxELAr30Dx5nhnGC2olSNZWqz0PPqm2VQCLd2uTQMZcNvqi9ZiHQUQPLO8QNV93HydLRkoUyw/s320/DSCF3403.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUdHF6RDChnakxYx6hUcWKQjB5fpEhqDVMLzYlunzX_jVFuqmq9PW58VdAHwgJ8xPOuJoDZhbpp2abc71X1_uLV0lCeDDZ4Pt0t3tu76Nctttrnyg7FxHQnULRniXvywzLdGW4qptvs1w/s1600-h/DSCF3405.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221768915395279330" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2y4qIWsr17J6Uz1QnOfl3ObLjO3VJEUU8moqxBPhjJKEBcjIa_VZPDYW_HYQv7WdMPoZE-hSjs0iXiS_h1a__511msDOnZJWijztu7Awor8bxnpdVIntuz0BuMDcPK6MqR93Js9kt00Y/s320/DSCF3427.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Tuesday, the whole gang.....Hales plus Mimi & Pop, Amy & Trey......headed back to San Antonio. We visited the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Witte</span> Museum, had lunch at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Rain Forest</span> Cafe, went to the Alamo and then saw "Under the Sea" in 3D at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">IMAX</span>.<br /><br />Needless to say we were all pooped by Tuesday evening. We packed up and left after dinner, so we could drive while the boys slept. </div><br /><div>A huge THANK YOU to Trey and Amy for letting us stay with them. I hope by now they are rested and their house is back to normal. Trey, it's time to start turning the downstairs guest bedroom into Isabella's room.</div><div> </div><div>Check back next week for pictures of COLBY'S 3RD BIRTHDAY PARTY!!<br /><br /><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-20765028943609215112008-07-11T09:25:00.010-05:002008-07-11T09:32:26.969-05:00Vacation Pictures Day #2 SEAWORLD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIrb9D43O8X5jTDTD2nfqNzbtU6DyKp3KVJB8hyphenhyphenGZ-5uwMHhR_Jp62pUJQfbZdr6cFxxGq4Ok-sF0wdfx9oKqy9AsRDCQhrwOpYK2ZoydvUs3JgumDeVDyumNFpwqztZx9mTYyZR8Y9E/s1600-h/92420024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221763827786399106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIrb9D43O8X5jTDTD2nfqNzbtU6DyKp3KVJB8hyphenhyphenGZ-5uwMHhR_Jp62pUJQfbZdr6cFxxGq4Ok-sF0wdfx9oKqy9AsRDCQhrwOpYK2ZoydvUs3JgumDeVDyumNFpwqztZx9mTYyZR8Y9E/s320/92420024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgexgQ3M4DFvlDua9nXfACHiZ7wOJoXZ3h_B0gX1SHM_plwQDoncoQeDesZx69jTaPCojV7Z_R1UMsTNQCfJn6diJPCJiasSabDYbYVI4XdeB7cArmnTqLF4A7HjncPKCFbeJznj7Ip_H4/s1600-h/92420023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221763765098868978" style="DISPLAY: block; 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The weather wasn't great, but we had a BLAST!<br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-5983648097133371342008-07-11T09:01:00.020-05:002008-07-11T09:25:42.668-05:00Vacation Pictures Day #1<div><div><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221759677952056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLj8JhYT6w9inrxLOAbCjZ4vnyNjgbOe7wBgK1h30lLbf8soA-2UjQPuH4Kku-cnejy8ZJ5hmOht4-UyKbbT9X2OKCiKi0-tCzF-n9t0dX7YVG4zsctwCenR3Xmi33m2swiopcgSvxxI/s320/DSCF3379.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221762091006424466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLly419EwqPEVPx-V6YcjMvnAdEnYf2ZnS_iOJWi88pHystE7ARz_L5XlfyxnWMod9z9kPWca_Pw6URdzm7J54Udt7NfH7m25YJ0cgVbAIfxm-G9ydZlfAXscd8uvWE2bs22v9ILJrx60/s320/DSCF3383.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221760733236087026" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Js4sd6SCsg6FJfU3E0txlEWiroHAmHaYDUnZRHsGF6yIZAcluXapfPyGzikcrI7V3fKWvELmAuYWPwsQ_gOdSUQ0jXReR9eaUX_ccvo2SV9iXl-aRmaoad2JkgLfxJTxiOJqFTb8jWw/s320/DSCF3399.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>The Hales packed up last Saturday and headed to Hotel Hartman (that would be my sister and brother-in-laws house :) for a little family vacation. Sunday, we headed to New Braunfels and visited Landa Park (very fun) and the Snake Farm (glad we went, but I don't recommend it). We met up with Mimi and Pop for dinner at Clear Springs (YUMMY!)<br /><br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-44818558153413543992008-06-20T20:35:00.007-05:002008-06-22T22:04:10.786-05:00ahhhhhhhhhhhThat would be me breathing a sigh of relief! <div><div></div><div></div><div>It's 8:30 on a Friday night. My mother-in-law came this afternoon and took Matthew and Colby. </div><div>Ryan is peacefully sleeping. Matt is at an appreciation dinner at his boss's house.</div><br /><div>And me?</div><br /><div>I'm sitting in my floor with a bowl of popcorn watching "What Not To Wear". Does the carpet need to be vacuumed? Yes. Does the furniture need to be dusted? Yep. Does the dining room need to be swept and mopped? Always. Do the toilets need to be scrubbed? Absolutely.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Am I going to do any of that this evening? NOPE.</div><br /><div>I did manage to fold and put away three loads of laundry, so I'm not totally worthless.</div><br /><div>So enough about me....What about my super dooper 9 month old?</div><div></div><div></div><div>Ryan is wonderful. Still a little (a lot) clingy, but he's had a big month.</div><br /><div>He's eating all kinds of food, got four (maybe more) new teeth coming in, crawling everywhere, pulling up, getting into everything, jabbering (mama, dada, bubba, nananana) AND the doc gave me the o.k. to start replacing formula with whole milk (so now that $40 a week can go straight in my gas tank!)</div><div></div><div>On Monday at his check-up he weighed 22 lbs. 14 oz. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214145119026200994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieDwYFrtrZoL7Y8WNz48RPBq32kmmJPC12paBV9iSxcVDRrfFTn0BGIS4Z2oHQv4lwQM4EkfiEuIXar1JzkYekUlvEeyl-0IzyIpuo5HovIsP0EbCwYUcHv5m_WOLWyMX8IBfkoMmTo98/s320/DSCF3355.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214145391503928290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZMkQ0gSzSsvjdS_Oryq67ufCc2VjkYv-w2uQzLN7DxhWg-CD0bbhFiGM8_QrxkO5DMPYaTfc7tfAMtcJxZ2wkTmhYwefEo2mHnuN1O0cmfyOfQbhxbZ6jnKtpJOvqzqX2i-kNbF33BI/s320/DSCF3366.JPG" border="0" />LIFE IS GOOD!!<br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-88946020290955144232008-06-17T09:42:00.004-05:002008-06-17T10:55:40.608-05:00Sugar & Spice & Everything Nice.........that's what little GIRLS are made of.<br /><br /><br />That's right, WE ARE HAVING A GIRL!<br /><br />O.K...not "we" as in Matt and I, but "we" as in my sister and brother-in-law.<br /><br /><br />Amy found out yesterday that in mid-November we will be welcoming Isabella Grace (or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ilabezza</span>, as Matthew calls her) into our family.<br /><br /><br />Those that know us well will not be surprised to hear that Mom and I both went shopping as soon as we heard the news. I'm really not sure how you Mommies/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Grandmommies</span> with little girls do it. I'm more certain than ever that God gave me boys for a reason. I would be completely broke and naked if I had a daughter to clothe. So many cute clothes to wear....and only 24 hours in a day.<br /><br />My boys were a little disappointed at first. Matthew says <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ilabezza</span> is already giving him a headache, because girls are loud and they talk <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">a lot</span> (He is his Daddy's son for sure). Either way, they are very excited about having a new baby cousin and are quickly warming up to the fact that he is going to be a she.<br /><br />Amy told my Dad he needed to go out and buy a pink baseball hat for her to wear when she goes out to "check the cows" with the boys. This is going to get very interesting.<br /><br />Needless to say, I'm tickled PINK (finally)!<br /><br />P.S. It seems as if poor Ry's monthly birthdays always get upstaged, so I'll do a separate post later about my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">roly</span>-poly, crawling, pulling up, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">jibber</span>-jabbering, finger food eating 9 MONTH OLD!<br /><br /><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" />Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-64026377511307549782008-05-30T10:25:00.002-05:002008-05-30T10:32:35.776-05:00Prayers, pleaseThis is a link to my cousin Chloe's journal. She has just undergone her second brain surgery for a rare disorder called myoclonus.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/chloewilliams">http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/chloewilliams</a><br /><br />Please pray that the surgery was successful and that she recovers quickly.<br /><br />Look at me....two posts in less than 24 hours. It seems now that I can update my blog from work, I just can't look at it.<br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-54196903738180868532008-05-29T21:01:00.010-05:002008-05-29T22:14:37.811-05:00Complete MAYhem!<div align="left">I am so ready for JUNE!! I know that May is a crazy month for everyone. This week has been especially busy. I feel like I'm on fast-forward.</div><div align="left"><br />Here's some of what we've been up to:</div><div align="left"> </div>I turned 30 last week on the 24th. Friday, my dear, sweet friends decorated my office with "30" signs and black balloons, and brought breakfast for me. It was YUMMY!!<br /><br /><br />Of course on Saturday, we had our traditional Hale Birthday Breakfast.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205986652415731170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSH5RqdtSJLSWi76TGSGQFGabnSIZrLXmDuga5HMGY4pVv-mCbYmcWs2VlayYeAFrp0Z1iFBvYpFMwYjN5oWzfQ29_XewL12b8KoIeAh5aVm2Zi9LEhHNyFj2Uvzke38JRicbnz1GK0Kg/s320/DSCF3331.JPG" border="0" /><br />Matt and the boys "surprised" me with this FABULOUS jewelry cabinet:<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205987206466512370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeRcY_1EuZNpT_12RnGJyfDXrtMs6iNaMxKLJq-ZUlkBNQ6mZxZtunjRxYp4M-shEPIFbcoGo1LZ9VyU3XT0rdd4QEdusJQNh13AaaDBBIcXNBJ7PcIzJixXOrh8Sw1XmtZUaj5Z_GRso/s320/DSCF3350.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205987502819255810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfD79HhGdqesbXg9uC7MSiNG_sv5zjUHeWLs9ncl4Z_QlMJlyfXzsv2tWg_06cMc5Mwn0Jg3fPHCcJVBSQij5lOUVN_RaAYjEsinm1vKvn6ZWamkkH__EitFF4TKuk13GWlIUTbl5GqL0/s320/DSCF3351.JPG" border="0" />LOVE IT!!! (sorry...still can't rotate)<br /></p><br /><p>After my birthday breakfast, we went to Matthew's last t-ball game where he hit another home run! Then it was off to Chuck E. Cheese for their "end of the season" party. We ran home and repacked the diaper bag and headed to Mom and Dad's. The boys played in the water all afternoon and we had a delicious steak dinner. It was a great birthday, and I'm even feeling o.k. about being <strong>30!</strong> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205999051986314818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRx-PkWe_RV4RDrIqDKs9gNu6OrOdWsTAQYxLz5b5dIsrPKlJiFbZ0ejCRSaZPc5zLOXiD_X_y0HW5KsizXfo1ZYpBU0hhFsWB9UnWBkwWQUiiazmeEKWPDZmCudhvydZ_lMjIVwECn8/s320/DSCF3332.JPG" border="0" />Monday was a holiday for all of us and it was nice to just hang out at home. The boys played outside in the water and Matt cooked burgers. </p><p>Matthew graduated from kindergarten Tuesday night. It was a lllooonnnggg program, but very cute. This year has flown by, and he had a good year. We are so fortunate to be in a wonderful school district and were blessed with a GREAT teacher this year!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205990582310807074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5boYGtKMg9yS0pCrWpmErCIJSr7pV6R9cPcOSvUDEyzyl1mYg_HwaHwm7rxL0hHm3wiPrrqw_R-5PMYv1Elq-pe9HqQ-2EdY4RJLI7JhF0sYUcefUJwc3F1F1rpU93Tjiioguc9nFOFU/s320/DSCF3335.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><p>Here is Ryan's latest trick (excuse my voice...do I really sound like this?)<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyDJsrz9y9tN_10p3pIxBgsKbHqS4IWNPBDUQIIG3RObG8CNGXCHY6h1pkA4NzL1xTI4rCtq0mPeOy1Zl5d' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></p><br /><p>I didn't have any action shots of Colb this week, but, believe me, there is plenty of action when Colby is around! He is doing AWESOME in his undies! After the nightmare it was to potty train Matthew, this is a piece of cake!<br /></p><p>One quick Colby story: </p><p>We were about five minutes from home this afternoon. As I'm making a left turn, Colby says, "Hey Mom, Ryan's seat isn't buckled." That very instant I hear a crash and turn to see Ryan's seat rolling over in the back seat. I'm trying not to panic as I pull over. He ended up upside down, but safely strapped in his car seat. He didn't even cry. Colby admitted to unbuckling the seat belt. He said he did it when when we got to school this morning, so apparently I drove almost all the way home like that.<br /></p><p>He's such an angel......</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205994383356864050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTRtQH76e2D_utJrakrnBbBwTfujrP2tR05362ZUDdv_euop5x7buIGIj3nLm4iQQIqGV-uuUDojSoqVAUc9JN3_S8dxjFoyV5svR-jEra3uW1cIgySqS81ZsQXOJUa28ITXFUgfLrQg/s320/DSCF3342.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />WHEN HE'S ASLEEP!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-50897250764902370492008-05-15T22:20:00.010-05:002008-05-15T23:09:06.369-05:00I'm still here....how about you?This time of year is so crazy! The last few weeks have been quite busy in the Hale house. Some of the most notable happenings.....Matthew lost his first two teeth, Colby is POTTY TRAINED, and Ryan turned 8 months old and decided he can only be held by me.<br /><br />I'm so ready for a break, but we have a few more weeks of this hecticness (is that a word?). T-ball is almost over and school will be out soon. Then, we'll be able to relax a little (maybe). Here are some pics of the boys doing their things over the past week or so.<br /><br /><div align="center">Ryan enjoying a baseball game on t.v. He was perfectly happy until he saw me. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_VShzGe8qamLJw-Dp1DcHZbUuJQubYjEjPJkHK_R3yXj3UtWAVpdGCNSZEe7PTiSqfOWDV5ypUXJRFq4sd9ZBtesFnamfmq2IUvhTbb9SU4syW-ULmyVVCb5lyyhJVza3qQg6VxewQ8/s1600-h/DSCF3309.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200814250470117042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_VShzGe8qamLJw-Dp1DcHZbUuJQubYjEjPJkHK_R3yXj3UtWAVpdGCNSZEe7PTiSqfOWDV5ypUXJRFq4sd9ZBtesFnamfmq2IUvhTbb9SU4syW-ULmyVVCb5lyyhJVza3qQg6VxewQ8/s320/DSCF3309.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">"My family is CRAZY"</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAGFGW7LXTgaUSXYSjZ4ajKiHWqWJDgQgVNrQV3eBt8-tcRfyBHwFMNDdwa_AAanNDzsAWSiMRB-Wrh4lYaZwEJO2frPOwzxBBDcZWwQEZV9USsE3LFesfxKUW47c5qAeUzjWKNxdIfag/s1600-h/DSCF3305.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813984182144674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAGFGW7LXTgaUSXYSjZ4ajKiHWqWJDgQgVNrQV3eBt8-tcRfyBHwFMNDdwa_AAanNDzsAWSiMRB-Wrh4lYaZwEJO2frPOwzxBBDcZWwQEZV9USsE3LFesfxKUW47c5qAeUzjWKNxdIfag/s320/DSCF3305.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Colby's spring musical at school. The little boy in the red is his "best buddy" Jacob.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBa5t3FOCWbzk4sv-HkKzVROh_Ubzx79XRSlUFIyl31JUdHBTL3WxdnKGSfgIUU-fMn3IcsYdsoss5oJEOIWhXS7gGBi_IMkRzel1sY12B20GyYiz9qLqoo7abDRnGeMOephbhCDIW-I/s1600-h/DSCF3314.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813687829401234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBa5t3FOCWbzk4sv-HkKzVROh_Ubzx79XRSlUFIyl31JUdHBTL3WxdnKGSfgIUU-fMn3IcsYdsoss5oJEOIWhXS7gGBi_IMkRzel1sY12B20GyYiz9qLqoo7abDRnGeMOephbhCDIW-I/s320/DSCF3314.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">He loves his "undies like Daddy's" (I know...too much information!). I'm having technical difficulties tonight and can't rotate this picture.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5xyiPalw-P2WFyyebSjns1ihMgZ0wuccqE5IExr3d6C6-6vMxJP5Nrwe_NHol3pUJBhJUEkSLN1G_TZJlzz1t_k4clFSyKUQTbm2hyphenhyphenUTjz2CBd2xRAqunql8C6KKLAcZbi71vwBPFtXA/s1600-h/DSCF3299.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813387181690498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5xyiPalw-P2WFyyebSjns1ihMgZ0wuccqE5IExr3d6C6-6vMxJP5Nrwe_NHol3pUJBhJUEkSLN1G_TZJlzz1t_k4clFSyKUQTbm2hyphenhyphenUTjz2CBd2xRAqunql8C6KKLAcZbi71vwBPFtXA/s320/DSCF3299.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Toothless in Texas </div><div align="center">(It's hard to tell in this picture, but he is missing two bottom teeth)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJXvI8-YiO3rvDmWoUmYvuX7J4mq4L1i4D1AJPGtiQ_LqZURMhrx6WfmlePD364_lRziYx0ini0vON8NhXrEPuW6PYITdhMqKTBmNx6xYDC6BlbhyphenhyphenYfFD8hv0lMeD05k3kbcuF-m9Gvg/s1600-h/DSCF3303.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200811840993463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJXvI8-YiO3rvDmWoUmYvuX7J4mq4L1i4D1AJPGtiQ_LqZURMhrx6WfmlePD364_lRziYx0ini0vON8NhXrEPuW6PYITdhMqKTBmNx6xYDC6BlbhyphenhyphenYfFD8hv0lMeD05k3kbcuF-m9Gvg/s320/DSCF3303.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and the best for last. Isn't this a great picture? Check out the tongue. Thanks, Niki, for capturing this shot of our little slugger. </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpYgVWmG7mv-bADeLcCxcXRjMQ6l0OwugVezfdfR4rJrZttj73EoUV_WLBP1fLvhhUHFkxPlxfjxUJEktBA57cRdvpzM7NqjMBHUFuxXI-CDZLignQNftWiynDNBk13LP0eTmQhHFKcY/s1600-h/Slugger.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200811042129546850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpYgVWmG7mv-bADeLcCxcXRjMQ6l0OwugVezfdfR4rJrZttj73EoUV_WLBP1fLvhhUHFkxPlxfjxUJEktBA57cRdvpzM7NqjMBHUFuxXI-CDZLignQNftWiynDNBk13LP0eTmQhHFKcY/s320/Slugger.JPG" border="0" /></a> Speaking of t-ball, Matthew hit his first home run in his game Tuesday. It was very exciting!</div><div><br />Instead of proof reading this, I'm just going to hit publish and hit the sack. </div><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-42444555485565789422008-04-28T21:26:00.008-05:002008-04-28T22:31:08.302-05:00For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.Jeremiah 29:11...One of my favorite bible verses.<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194488723569897202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdfQ18t95Bi5Q1Mag1FWBz4CmF8OHBRFPPmfLj9Dkds0FEOwFfwK48UFqeB33UgO-yTCwdjCeJEqMaYbXFF_7BnyO1fTcA7eIbx32dzZGuKaNlIB3c8lLQlxjhwd-kJFPc1CS2-3kXcU/s320/Prom+2.JPG" border="0" />This is Matt and I at prom, April 1995, our junior year. Never in a million catrillion years could I have imagined the plans God had for us.<br /></p><br /><p>This weekend, Matt and I had about 40 of our friends and family over to our house to celebrate our 30th birthdays (he's April 1...I'm May 24).</p><br /><br /><p>After a week of watching the weather forcast (things did not look good for our outdoor festivities), a rescheduled t-ball game at 2:00 Saturday, and me waking up with a case of Laryngitis, we had a wonderful (and dry!) party Saturday evening.</p><br /><br /><p>While there were many that were missing (someone in Tennessee comes to mind :) ), I couldn't quit smiling as I looked around at the group that came to celebrate with us. We are so blessed! </p><br /><p>Click on the picture below for a slideshow.<br /></p><br /><p><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/shared?p=5ae37fcc8841ceda9328f5&skin_id=601&utm_source=otm&utm_medium=image" target="_blank"><img title="View this montage created at One True Media" alt="View this montage created at One True Media" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/cover_thumbnail?p=5ae37fcc8841ceda9328f5&view=2" border="0" /><br />April 26, 2008</a></p><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194503876214517506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOcQ_GlyYczNH4qNteBYSWe6TqX2veGl6joMlU2gTKK6fJaHDYDr_-5xBSiO-G9b8Pxbgrd4CDXJsItypjg_SLfEcgklJL1TvvDEELZ0RdEKoBpbXPztv1V1qxn-U5lw5MQq70rWRDEp4/s320/DSCF3280.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p>I can't imagine what the next 30 years will bring! </p><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7294473245684825342.post-45093636013670863492008-04-15T20:54:00.012-05:002008-04-15T21:29:47.361-05:00Long Time, No BlogI'm super tired, but I'm going to try to cram two busy, busy weeks into one short post.<br /><br />First of all, do you LOVE my new blog design? Please check out <a href="http://www.jennisajoy.blogspot.com/">http://www.jennisajoy.blogspot.com/</a> She's been working on this for about two weeks. We got Max mid-design, so Jennisa had to do some fancy photo editing to include him in the header. I told her that I do not intend to add any more pets or kids (heaven forbid :) ) to our family, so this header should be good for a long, long time.<br /><br />Two weekends ago, we went to Granbury to celebrate Matt and his sister Carrie's birthdays. We had a great time.<br /><br /><br />6 out of 8 cousins ready for a water gun fight!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHzxYbGwkLmgwIhRBshMP2IQ30xt2uLXTJxpvbGhO3hIriiQutsW41D-bxT53LCDzkywQSWHq1z9cubBpEc4v-Ylaf_V8ye9w4hsvBnbAr6d9mBUG1Kw0nqIQrmaLykc3xxKA4Eu-j1Y/s1600-h/DSCF3209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189658675859784706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIHzxYbGwkLmgwIhRBshMP2IQ30xt2uLXTJxpvbGhO3hIriiQutsW41D-bxT53LCDzkywQSWHq1z9cubBpEc4v-Ylaf_V8ye9w4hsvBnbAr6d9mBUG1Kw0nqIQrmaLykc3xxKA4Eu-j1Y/s320/DSCF3209.JPG" border="0" /></a> Birthday dinner at Babe's....what a great sport!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZo4GVgnJuR-xEbZu2lynrB3RDc_EC4qI2Up5fVkFX8sdGifniTvU9rpEfttH6-VHPAYJsUpS6bdGSMaUeMTHfRkmZx3szfvUCi9-zr5PxbfRh7O-Je2k5DAmViHhAyG5AdI2i7RrPR4/s1600-h/Matt"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189658383802008562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZo4GVgnJuR-xEbZu2lynrB3RDc_EC4qI2Up5fVkFX8sdGifniTvU9rpEfttH6-VHPAYJsUpS6bdGSMaUeMTHfRkmZx3szfvUCi9-zr5PxbfRh7O-Je2k5DAmViHhAyG5AdI2i7RrPR4/s320/Matt's+B-Day+047.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />That Sunday, I was feeling brave, so I took the boys to the zoo. This was Ryan's first trip to the zoo. He actually enjoyed it much more than these pictures make it look!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFMZysLiw1qoGZP55vOzeH8wT304zn2-Mv06eOiP8jVjrz-7Y42Ot2Tm9sp2ud8CiID3bg4vlrRa77-biCmivWmv4BVbVpUV_3wVbE6XNOeIvYIFV0naszax87ldWg8Gjee-zgILTnDWA/s1600-h/DSCF3219.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189657700902208482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFMZysLiw1qoGZP55vOzeH8wT304zn2-Mv06eOiP8jVjrz-7Y42Ot2Tm9sp2ud8CiID3bg4vlrRa77-biCmivWmv4BVbVpUV_3wVbE6XNOeIvYIFV0naszax87ldWg8Gjee-zgILTnDWA/s320/DSCF3219.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWjW9CFoeeocdkdW7fOJWhqB9l6cGAh5BPL885lNOGsKIfWrbPagiBPndisE8mslJTQlJ0eKsxvlYi2_97_jKE82Ybe6661JgBujLRuFP8-9hTWKZmEAT-2pWxCI1ia4zWHbbF2qyD-Rg/s1600-h/DSCF3220.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189657395959530450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWjW9CFoeeocdkdW7fOJWhqB9l6cGAh5BPL885lNOGsKIfWrbPagiBPndisE8mslJTQlJ0eKsxvlYi2_97_jKE82Ybe6661JgBujLRuFP8-9hTWKZmEAT-2pWxCI1ia4zWHbbF2qyD-Rg/s320/DSCF3220.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This past weekend, we went to Mom and Dad's. My sister and brother-in-law were up, too. Matt took the backstrap from the deer he shot this year, and Mom chicken fried it. He and Dad were in heaven!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg2ZQGOpGcCYNID2qrQc3gbvIOmvJPclE9SbO7T-lPaf6tQB9O5goWb1zlu7ramjCXqYiARp2LCKsL608EIs1vkD9ND_ZdIyfTmmc7XNd4IKn6HOR3dahLldECEbFUac7y-3CeD_SfcVk/s1600-h/DSCF3223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189657009412473794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg2ZQGOpGcCYNID2qrQc3gbvIOmvJPclE9SbO7T-lPaf6tQB9O5goWb1zlu7ramjCXqYiARp2LCKsL608EIs1vkD9ND_ZdIyfTmmc7XNd4IKn6HOR3dahLldECEbFUac7y-3CeD_SfcVk/s320/DSCF3223.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Amy, Trey, and my new little niece or nephew due in November (THINK PINK!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilP6NaBFZkr1YqfcT9yalaeRalNTU7flsFcET42UVO5o-v6MdWWU3TFpRwduE1N6xLu868fsCF1XOtwVF8fLXAMhUgyx_n3BcO-iCvWWiLWrNXqSCL_7T5B1InEtOuucAHm6KriQAqF4Q/s1600-h/DSCF3224.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189656743124501426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilP6NaBFZkr1YqfcT9yalaeRalNTU7flsFcET42UVO5o-v6MdWWU3TFpRwduE1N6xLu868fsCF1XOtwVF8fLXAMhUgyx_n3BcO-iCvWWiLWrNXqSCL_7T5B1InEtOuucAHm6KriQAqF4Q/s320/DSCF3224.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />And last, but certainly not least.....<br /><br />Ryan was 7 months on the 14th. He's such a sweetie!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-kuS9-xzxWTBeVjAcc1Qg3nVazejssNTs-XeYwoBKO6r9xRzNiW5oINvYi5PlAlw3aO4E870G8Lckc1m8HjTk5RqQuhxJMT9FqEzHwGq0ABMS34-QkzrmznkOQylnZa0FYEF2JDo139I/s1600-h/DSCF3230.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189656339397575586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-kuS9-xzxWTBeVjAcc1Qg3nVazejssNTs-XeYwoBKO6r9xRzNiW5oINvYi5PlAlw3aO4E870G8Lckc1m8HjTk5RqQuhxJMT9FqEzHwGq0ABMS34-QkzrmznkOQylnZa0FYEF2JDo139I/s320/DSCF3230.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We've been so busy lately. Matthew is in the middle of an awesome t-ball season. I take my camera to every game, but haven't managed to take any pictures yet. He has two games this week, so hopefully I'll get some good pictures to share.<br /><br />Please excuse any misspelled words. </div><div> </div><div>GOOD NIGHT!!<br /></div><div><br /><p><img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/jennysigcopy.jpg" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07572914019535619513noreply@blogger.com3