<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:06:59.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fisher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1081697328406265763</id><published>2012-01-29T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:53:14.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is LONG overdue. Max is 5weeks old today! i cannot believe it. Time is FLYING. I love every day with this little boy. He is SO cute, and sweet and easy. He eats, poops, and sleeps. and looks around sweetly for a few hours a day. I honestly have a hard time putting him down because i am so in love with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a TON of pictures, but i had to make up for my lack of posts since his birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First time eating RIGHT after delivery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iO00BtW1Uc/TyX5o-92oHI/AAAAAAAABqU/WNP_DQzK_BM/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iO00BtW1Uc/TyX5o-92oHI/AAAAAAAABqU/WNP_DQzK_BM/s320/035.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8lbs 12oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkIhYDNm7TQ/TyX5_HpABZI/AAAAAAAABqc/Q0-v7dSgbXI/s1600/135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkIhYDNm7TQ/TyX5_HpABZI/AAAAAAAABqc/Q0-v7dSgbXI/s320/135.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proud Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r0Gx6a8qCE8/TyX6ORJi91I/AAAAAAAABqk/XXGFAO7bmus/s1600/143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r0Gx6a8qCE8/TyX6ORJi91I/AAAAAAAABqk/XXGFAO7bmus/s320/143.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chillin' with me in his swollen state...he looked pretty puffy here (and the right side of his face was bruised the first 2days)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PCutMnOxHI/TyX-cJMq4iI/AAAAAAAABqs/YWLoeCJAp0M/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PCutMnOxHI/TyX-cJMq4iI/AAAAAAAABqs/YWLoeCJAp0M/s320/060.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meeting his sister for the first time. She was bummed it wasn't a girl but thought he was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UqoX2F5BvE/TyX-xV_dF7I/AAAAAAAABq0/1JJsjrcI6Po/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UqoX2F5BvE/TyX-xV_dF7I/AAAAAAAABq0/1JJsjrcI6Po/s320/062.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaCBqTDXIjM/TyX-24L38sI/AAAAAAAABq8/y7nWlKMTqRw/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaCBqTDXIjM/TyX-24L38sI/AAAAAAAABq8/y7nWlKMTqRw/s320/066.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden loved him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYvbHVnGrUM/TyX_Dg9zpCI/AAAAAAAABrE/afoHzO-SUoo/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYvbHVnGrUM/TyX_Dg9zpCI/AAAAAAAABrE/afoHzO-SUoo/s320/069.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First family photo (with my gross face, but what can you do?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYngQOEzdUk/TyYAM4JKsTI/AAAAAAAABrM/T-UU_kyC9v8/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYngQOEzdUk/TyYAM4JKsTI/AAAAAAAABrM/T-UU_kyC9v8/s320/071.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First bath. He liked it, still does. i swear he gave me a smile the other day during one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSlaGICTG3M/TyYAbHg-9wI/AAAAAAAABrU/voLhOKmMpl4/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSlaGICTG3M/TyYAbHg-9wI/AAAAAAAABrU/voLhOKmMpl4/s320/016.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DY90B4nFqtY/TyYA8mp9e-I/AAAAAAAABrc/qL6aXzw6HtQ/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DY90B4nFqtY/TyYA8mp9e-I/AAAAAAAABrc/qL6aXzw6HtQ/s320/018.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ-6lVlvtKI/TyYBD9TpimI/AAAAAAAABrk/dDJcQglpRm0/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ-6lVlvtKI/TyYBD9TpimI/AAAAAAAABrk/dDJcQglpRm0/s320/024.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hanging out with me in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BztegTPoc3w/TyYBMemaPoI/AAAAAAAABrs/CP_8ZqN8B4Y/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BztegTPoc3w/TyYBMemaPoI/AAAAAAAABrs/CP_8ZqN8B4Y/s320/010.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next bunch of pictures are from my phone. i have the sweetest co-worker that requests a picture text of Max each and every day since he was born.&amp;nbsp; So here are a "few".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISJgOO144AQ/TyYBRuIWYEI/AAAAAAAABr0/OvFucpVM5Sw/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxCNDhXQlUk/TyYCS1lOaQI/AAAAAAAABtE/HwR-qoBh06k/s320/187.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last but not least are a few pictures a friend of mine took for me. You can find her blog at: &lt;a href="http://violetlufkinphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://violetlufkinphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Violet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to do this one of my "Christmas Baby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oryrrdVTr74/TyYCV2iAnoI/AAAAAAAABtM/M6kI_Qh18Ok/s1600/DSC_2782+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oryrrdVTr74/TyYCV2iAnoI/AAAAAAAABtM/M6kI_Qh18Ok/s320/DSC_2782+logo.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6M7zL3NmLbI/TyYCXvW9FEI/AAAAAAAABtU/qfuoV5csIjY/s1600/DSC_2835+bnw+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6M7zL3NmLbI/TyYCXvW9FEI/AAAAAAAABtU/qfuoV5csIjY/s320/DSC_2835+bnw+logo.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ji3eZKxJwQ/TyYCZC50gHI/AAAAAAAABtc/2msumXQRLFw/s1600/DSC_2884+bnw+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ji3eZKxJwQ/TyYCZC50gHI/AAAAAAAABtc/2msumXQRLFw/s320/DSC_2884+bnw+logo.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1081697328406265763?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1081697328406265763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2012/01/max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1081697328406265763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1081697328406265763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2012/01/max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max-max.html' title='Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max Max'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iO00BtW1Uc/TyX5o-92oHI/AAAAAAAABqU/WNP_DQzK_BM/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4233755715964963124</id><published>2012-01-17T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:42:47.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max's Birth Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally! for those of you who like this sort of thing i am finally able to share just how Max Taylor made his entrance on Christmas morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...after being dilated to 3.5 cm for 3weeks, thinking i would go into labor at any minute...it was finally christmas eve morning. Josh, the kids and i woke up in the morning and hurried to get ready to go his cousins' baptism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We grabbed breakfast on the way-carls jr sausage biscuit thing. We ate in the car as we made the 30min drive to where the church was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i got there, i wasnt' feeling so great. Felt like i was car sick...figured it was the greasy breakfast and then being the passenger instead of the driver. (i'm used to driving a lot and so when josh does i tend to get car sick on longer ish travels)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the baptism we went back to josh's parents house to spend the rest of the day and evening there to celebrate christmas eve. When i got to his parents i was STILL feeling sick. Thought it was weird that i couldn't kick the "car sickness".&amp;nbsp; I layed aroudn on the couch from about 9:30-noon and finally at noon sprinted upstairs to the bathroom where i got an A+ for my performance...i threw up with such force im still proud (hehe) i mean it was projectile and comigng out of my nose like crazy...did not smell good!&amp;nbsp; it was all water luckily.&amp;nbsp; pretty amazing! (yes i'm weird!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right afterwards i felt wayyyyyyyyyy better...but then right after that i started having contractions...GREAT i thought, now i'm dehydrated! (which can bring on contractions) sooo i resumed my spot on the couch and my sister in law went to the store and got me some powerade. i was trying to be good and do the rehydration and best rest combo-i was determined not to end up in labor and deliver on christmas eve only for them to tell me, you are just dehydrated not in true labor (like what happened at 32weeks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so after about 4 or so hours of drinking tons of water and powerade and not moving except for the bathroom the contractions stopped! woohoo! so i stopped drinking so much water and then oops, they started up again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i'm thinking this whole time that this couldn't be/isn't real labor because when i'm&amp;nbsp;in labor it feels like BAD menstraul cramps. this felt like sharp pains in and around my ribs that faded in and out like contractions-hence, why i felt like i was just dehydrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well i was telling my sis and law this and she said something along the lines of ..."i don't know, how you are feeling right now is how i felt when i was in labor." me-"whatttt?" then the wheels started turning-FAST! yikes, i think i might be in labor, ON CHRISTMAS EVE. crud. i have kids who need santa to come, i have a baby who probably doesn't want his bday on this holiday! etc, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i went outside to think and to have space to walk around and see if the contractions would stop or continue...i also called L&amp;amp;D and talked to the nurse there to get her advice...now at this point my contractions were not very consistent.&amp;nbsp;i mean i was continually having them but they were every 2min then every 6min then every 4min, then every 2min...so a little sporadic but anywhere from 2min-7min apart for the last few hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurse didn't really have great advice.&amp;nbsp;i dont' blame here, without seeign me i think it was hard to know what was going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went inside and discussed with josh all of this and he and his dad gave me a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We felt it was best to start serioulsy&amp;nbsp; monitoring my contractions and wait a little longer. Josh was able to eat some dinner (where i had not eaten anything since 8am-but was not hungry at all which is extremely weird for me-should of known something was up!) We were able to open some presents with the family and finally about 8:10pm my contractions were mostly every 4min apart and some of them hurting pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We left the kids with my inlaws (thank goodness we have great family so close by and willing to help us!) and took off for the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i got there they checked me and i was at 5cm dilated so they said "youre staying". they moved me into a delivery room and started hooking me up. monitors, i.v. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first nurse i had was smart and nice but wasnt' our style...i like to joke around when i'm in pain and she was just not getting me and josh. besides a language barrier she was just a little more serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She told me twice she was going to call the anesthesiologist and finally when i asked why, she said "so he can do your epidural" i told her not to becuase A. at this point was not longer feeling a sinlge contraction. She looked at me a little confused and said "you are at 5cm and having contractions every 2min." i was thinking, sorry, don't know what to tell you, i'm lucky i guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and B.&amp;nbsp;i was going to try hard not to get one&amp;nbsp;(epidural)&amp;nbsp;but i would like the option! she was nice and got the okay for a certain type of i.v. drug just incase and had it in the room ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sooo me, josh and my mom sat in the room and waited for things to start? well like i said i was dilated pretty good and having contractions but feeling nothing. so around midnight i tried to sleep-the nurse, a new one for me, younger and one who got my sense of humor-suggested i get some rest. i think i slept for 30-1hr but i was so anxious and excited it was hard. my mom was soooo sweet and gave me the best hour long foot massage ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so now it was about 12:30am or so and it was time for me to be checked again...i was at a whopping 6cm. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? after 4hours i was one cm more dilated! i was bummed. after that they said my contractions weren't as even as they would like them to be so they put me on a slow drip of pitocin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that got things going again and again i was feeling nothing. whatever-painfree is good with me, i was just hoping things were progressing fast enough. My obgyn was not on call that night and i wasn't about to BEG him to come knowing he has a wife and kids that needed him and santa too. i was reallllyyyyyy bummed he wouldn't be there, i really like him a lot. great dr. BUT the dr who was on call i also LOVE. she is the same dr who delivered braden and i fell in love with her too. and this dr who i was so blessed was on call was ending her shift at 7am christmas morning...by the looks of things at this point i was not going to be pushing by then :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3:40am josh and i decide this is best time as ever for him to run home and grab some presents to bring to his parents so the kids would have something to open christmas morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20min after he left (just about when he got home) i texted him saying i was finally feeling the contractions but not to hurry it would probably still be awhile-who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well once i started feeling them, they HURT good. i got to the point where breathing a "certain" labor kind of way was not going to happen. i told my mom "however i breath is how im going to breath!" OUCH. but im a weirdo and was excited. I WAS IN LABOR! WOOHOO! i was having a baby and i dont' think i will ever take that for granted. this is something in life i LOVE and feel so BLESSED that i am able to do.i think labor, although painful, is amazing and that is why i avoid the epidural, if i can hang, and try to experience it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So at this point the nurse came in to see how i was doing, i asked when she was going to check me-it is easier for me to deal with the pain if i know i'm progressing. especially since i hurt so bad. she said in 30min is when she was going to check me again and told me to call her if my water broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well about 10min after that my water broke-woah. LOTS of fluid is right hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nurse came in and checked me and said i was 8.5 and would start pushing soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UH...WHAT?! pushing soon is fantastic but my husband is not here...so i said "like in an hour-soon? or...?" and she said "no, soon." hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom called josh and he was about 10min away and just about to drop presents off at his parents (only 2min from his parents house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the same time the nurse was asking me if it felt like i needed to push my answer was truely from a woman in pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"no, owww, maybe...no. okay YES yes i do"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had never felt that sensation before, even with braden and no epidural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she asked if i wanted to do a practice push. i said "yes but no because i would like my husband here, but whatever you think is best!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i asked/told my mom to call josh and ask specifcially where he was at..i wanted street names! ha. he was just parking at the hospital, i told her to tell him RUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at that point i realized it felt so much better to just push a little anytime i was having&amp;nbsp;a contraction-not bare down and push with all my might but just give it some pressure. so that's when i realized i think it's time to really push.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The nurse got the memo and was saying "okay but you gotta wait and let me break down the bed" boy was she fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got the bed red, and had just called the dr into the room, got my feet up in the stirrups and i was taking my first push when josh came running in. my mom later told me "i was never happier to see to tennis shoes under that curtain!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(side note:i let my mom stay in for the delivery part-i wasn't sure along if i would, leaning toward the "no" side, i don't mind her seeing but feel like it's such a special time for just josh and i . i told her all this before going into labor and so she was prepared either way and SO good about it. she made it clear i could kick her out guilt free at any point in time. well since she was there it just felt right to have her stay. she even stayed way off to the side, i couldnt even see her and when max was born she took a few pictures for us of him getting measured and then stepped out to give josh and i alone time for awhile.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So back to the story-josh came in to me giving my first push. OUCHHHH. i was then totally wanting something for pain (but looking back SO glad i made&amp;nbsp;do with nothing).&amp;nbsp; i even told josh while pushing "NEVER let me do this with no pain meds AGAIN! this was the dumbest thing i've ever done!" haha my way of joking (but i was serious!) to get through the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well josh estimated that i pushed for about 7min and out came... A BOY! a healthy baby boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(take note-if josh would of made the 2min trip to drop off the presents, he would of most likely missed his son being born!**when my mom called him and said to hurry, he turned and went straight to the hospital and didn't drop off the gifts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo relieved to see that my baby was healthy. HEALTHY. healthy. i was so relieved. and a boy?! crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8lbs 120z -HUGE for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20.25in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:31am -yayy the dr i loved was still on call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHRISTMAS MORNING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on my actual due date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so loving our baby boy Max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a GOOD baby. only makes little squeals when he is hungry and sometimes cries if i don't feed him fast enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVES to cuddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He does the normal eating thing, about every 3hours (first few days he ate about every 5-6hrs..didn't last!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos and more details about our happy family to follow when i can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4233755715964963124?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4233755715964963124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2012/01/maxs-birth-story.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4233755715964963124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4233755715964963124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2012/01/maxs-birth-story.html' title='Max&apos;s Birth Story'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2063360430328528397</id><published>2011-12-28T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:19:34.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Baby BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max Taylor Fisher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Decemeber &lt;strong&gt;25th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5:31am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8lb 12 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;20.25in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_64rMZGWF4/Tvt5CL46LRI/AAAAAAAABqE/_u-DyQ2jfZM/s1600/baby+max.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_64rMZGWF4/Tvt5CL46LRI/AAAAAAAABqE/_u-DyQ2jfZM/s320/baby+max.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so in love with our Christmas Miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(birth story coming soon!)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2063360430328528397?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2063360430328528397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/introducing.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2063360430328528397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2063360430328528397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_64rMZGWF4/Tvt5CL46LRI/AAAAAAAABqE/_u-DyQ2jfZM/s72-c/baby+max.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7391129491287863899</id><published>2011-12-13T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:44:46.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>38weeks and 2days along</title><content type='html'>I had a dr appt last friday, dr was able to check me and let me know that i will still the same (as the tuesday before) 3-4cm dilated and 40%effaced. i was pretty down in the dumps after that appt because i thought for sure i would of had SOME progress....so all weekend long i've been waiting and waiting for some contractions to start...he did tell me that i could come in on monday to be induced basically...if i wanted...but i want this to be semi nautral...well here i am, tues, still pregnant (which is fine b/c i'm still 1.5weeks away from my due date, just soooo anxious) i had another dr appt today and he asked me if i wanted him to strip my membranes "yes please!"(this is the SEMI natural part)&amp;nbsp;so he did. (he is leaving thurs to go&amp;nbsp;out of town and&amp;nbsp;wont be back until the 27th, i'm hoping for him to deliver&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;but we'll see)&amp;nbsp;and wowza! that was quite uncomfortable, he even told me after that he tried to break my water with his finger...didn't work, but he tried. again OUCH. but i'm not complaining...whatever works! he was quite agressive so im hoping this helps. i asked him "will this work?" and he said "you should feel something after this" and i asked if it would put me in labor today and he said "if this doesn't work, i give up" haha so it's been about 4hours and no contractions yet...i'm&amp;nbsp; okay ebign pregnant still since i'm not really too near my due date but on the flip side i am SO anxioius that i literally have issues sleeping at night which is not like me...fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7391129491287863899?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7391129491287863899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/38weeks-and-2days-along.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7391129491287863899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7391129491287863899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/38weeks-and-2days-along.html' title='38weeks and 2days along'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2247215748079565207</id><published>2011-12-07T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T03:09:26.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3am</title><content type='html'>Found out earlier today at my dr appt that I am 4cm dilated (just over 37weeks pregnant)...so here I sit (at home) waiting for something- anything to happen...I woke up hungry an hour ago and finally got up for a slim fast. I am so excited to meet this new baby...I can't express just how much. Ive known I'm 4cm dilated for about 16hours and already the suspense is killing me! When will contractions start? One min from now? One day? One week? Will load belly pics ASAP- Braden just woke up... Gotta go snuggle him back to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2247215748079565207?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2247215748079565207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/3am.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2247215748079565207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2247215748079565207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/12/3am.html' title='3am'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2561015682248674598</id><published>2011-10-23T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:12:42.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i update when i can! I love reading back through my posts from time to time when i am trying to remember a bit more deatil about something and it always reminds me that i should be much more dilligent in journaling things-whethere that is here or elsewhere..there are so many details i forget if i don't jot them down somewhere... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley and i are part of a preschool co-op again this year. There are 6 kids and 5 moms (two of the girls are twins). Each mom is teaching for 7weeks, twice a week, for 2 hours. I did the first rotation and it went great. We have it structured but fun (i hope it's fun!) we really focus on letters and letter sounds, a bit on numbers, writing and reading stories but we also have an underlying theme and lesson...My "value" for my rotation was respect, so we talked about what this word means a little each week and my "theme" was "how things grow" so we leanred about how plants grow, and they kids got to grow sun flower seeds in a baby food jar so they could see the roots, etc, then we talked about how butterflies develop and then frogs...Next up is my cousin teaching, she is planning on teaching about the different seasons and also doing a thing on cooking/baking/measurments, i think. should be fun for the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley really is doing great. She has been able to write her name since last year, so her favorite thing to do with letters right now is write random letters then ask me what it spells/says. She is getting good at her letter sounds and knows maybe 90% of them.&amp;nbsp; She is working on recognizing her #'s, she has issues with 6,9 and 10. But she can count to 20 (always says 18 for 15 tho-argh! we are working on it!) She is a master scissor girl, she can cut things out pretty dang good, if i must say so! She enjoys preschool but is not looking forward to having a new teacher, i hope she gets over that soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are riley on her first day of preschool-one of the mom's was nice enough to do such a great job! i didn't upload the one of her entire class b/c i wasn't sure which mom's were okay with that...but it's 3 girls and 3 boys, all cute and good learners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VC3GerNOPf0/TqTqMJEba_I/AAAAAAAABn8/wC6-3coJSuw/s1600/riley+preschool+co-op+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VC3GerNOPf0/TqTqMJEba_I/AAAAAAAABn8/wC6-3coJSuw/s320/riley+preschool+co-op+%25285%2529.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMow1lEar-U/TqTp8c5z-oI/AAAAAAAABn0/0tHm5FoMuvM/s1600/riley+preschool+co-op.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMow1lEar-U/TqTp8c5z-oI/AAAAAAAABn0/0tHm5FoMuvM/s320/riley+preschool+co-op.jpg" width="212px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Someone from the city came and checked the fire hydrant...he let it flood for a good 15-20min or so...Riley and my mom had a blast splashing around in our flooded culdesac. Nice cool way to end the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFuths7UyNA/TqTqQqMY5BI/AAAAAAAABoE/RaLc6ExgM0M/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFuths7UyNA/TqTqQqMY5BI/AAAAAAAABoE/RaLc6ExgM0M/s320/016.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden's 2nd birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braden is VERY into "woody" from toy story...every morning he goes down stairs and says "watch a woody?" meaning , can i watch toy story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh and i decided that the Rodeo would be the best way to&amp;nbsp;celebrate his 2nd bday and his love for cowboys...We even tail gated before hand...hot dogs in the back of the truck, a cool cake, presents and off to the rodeo with family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLeStqIDsEw/TqTqWELEx1I/AAAAAAAABoM/2UYtTfHxpv0/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FLeStqIDsEw/TqTqWELEx1I/AAAAAAAABoM/2UYtTfHxpv0/s320/018.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He got a woody doll and stared at it for a very long time...he LOVES this doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEbFxSuBiWc/TqTqcaB-joI/AAAAAAAABoU/WLCzm-qnMkE/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEbFxSuBiWc/TqTqcaB-joI/AAAAAAAABoU/WLCzm-qnMkE/s320/025.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Josh turned a very plain 9x13 cake into an awesome rodeo cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8gC7Sh9Rl0/TqTqiT3nkNI/AAAAAAAABoc/__e7AQevmyo/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8gC7Sh9Rl0/TqTqiT3nkNI/AAAAAAAABoc/__e7AQevmyo/s320/033.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden, lovin' some cake in his new cowboy boots before the rodeo started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHCX6E5asOM/TqTqo2IDtAI/AAAAAAAABok/OL3mCfxuxO8/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHCX6E5asOM/TqTqo2IDtAI/AAAAAAAABok/OL3mCfxuxO8/s320/037.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden got these awesome hand-me-down woody p,j's...could this kid be any happier?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FwHX3loFM4/TqTqs2uFHEI/AAAAAAAABos/K_qcXZsOOiY/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FwHX3loFM4/TqTqs2uFHEI/AAAAAAAABos/K_qcXZsOOiY/s320/052.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got a cheesecake factory gift card awhile back and invited my parents to come to dinner with me, josh and the kids one night...my mom decided to spoil the little ones a little with a carrage ride...riley thought she was the luckiest girl in the entire world...the horse's name was even princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxY276p1Y7Q/TqTqwwlnpFI/AAAAAAAABo0/4SjOSwIeOxU/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxY276p1Y7Q/TqTqwwlnpFI/AAAAAAAABo0/4SjOSwIeOxU/s320/054.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;these 2 are inseperable...my mom is so good about spoiling riley with attention and love and riley appreciates and loves it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9GX04W3sAW0/TqTq1eKSDVI/AAAAAAAABo8/gDK_VwQd7Xo/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9GX04W3sAW0/TqTq1eKSDVI/AAAAAAAABo8/gDK_VwQd7Xo/s320/056.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went for a walk and decided to wear this shirt since i knew it wouldn't fit for much longer...happy early halloween people! NO that is not a pumpkin in there...(mind you, this was taken on sept. 15...it's been over a month since then!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BvspiogYLL4/TqTq5C4K_NI/AAAAAAAABpE/VoCJWw1eqf0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BvspiogYLL4/TqTq5C4K_NI/AAAAAAAABpE/VoCJWw1eqf0/s320/001.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden slept the entire night with riley one night...too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1VCWEi7ZEM/TqTq9EufbyI/AAAAAAAABpM/Bpm7oddHw5Q/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1VCWEi7ZEM/TqTq9EufbyI/AAAAAAAABpM/Bpm7oddHw5Q/s320/064.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden has a new love of scissors...a little scary, but we give him the ones with no blade on them usually...he can sit for about and hour straight and cut, cut, cut! he never wants help, and he has done pretty well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6ojooOb9g/TqTrA_eQ4gI/AAAAAAAABpU/5Sirii3QfnE/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn6ojooOb9g/TqTrA_eQ4gI/AAAAAAAABpU/5Sirii3QfnE/s320/070.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65PTktDT7v0/TqTrFRlRyII/AAAAAAAABpc/xJVT1G-6gkU/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65PTktDT7v0/TqTrFRlRyII/AAAAAAAABpc/xJVT1G-6gkU/s320/069.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm so in love with this boy. He makes me ready for another baby though since he is getting more mature..Man, he can be S-T-U-B-B-O-R-N like you can't imagine, but he can cuddle better than anyone too and he tells me "luf you mommy" all the time awww melts my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1Whn0gDJlk/TqTrI-31QuI/AAAAAAAABpk/Cc4wARCV7dg/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1Whn0gDJlk/TqTrI-31QuI/AAAAAAAABpk/Cc4wARCV7dg/s320/073.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Preschool field trip to the pumpkin patch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wePNjWXMC8/TqTrM4WjZsI/AAAAAAAABps/d7VILHP337w/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wePNjWXMC8/TqTrM4WjZsI/AAAAAAAABps/d7VILHP337w/s320/074.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knpalpWFEsM/TqTrQx0x5YI/AAAAAAAABp0/3BhR9AL_Hmg/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knpalpWFEsM/TqTrQx0x5YI/AAAAAAAABp0/3BhR9AL_Hmg/s320/079.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***pregnancy update. I am 31 weeks pregnant today! woohoo! Still have contractions all day long, they are not painful, they are getting more uncomfortable...but they don't bug too much. I saw the dr1.5weeks ago for a check up and i was measuring 4weeks ahead again. SO frustrating, i did another ultrasound the next day and am waiting to talk to dr this week to find out results and info on what we do...i think we are just at the "watch it" stage...no other problems besids this crazy rash i got...Braden got a rash on his face, arms and legs then two days later my belly had a HUGE, red, crazy rash, followed with&amp;nbsp;a nice fever, trip to urgent care. all blood tests came back normal, dr said it must be a weird virus...almost a week later and it's deciding to clear up...thank goodness. It was strange. Braden's is still going away but it never got as bad as mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WILL take a belly picture and get it posted this week...it's getting big! I am SO SO SO SO excited to hold this baby and see if it's a boy or girl, and just love on this baby with all my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2561015682248674598?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2561015682248674598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2561015682248674598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2561015682248674598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VC3GerNOPf0/TqTqMJEba_I/AAAAAAAABn8/wC6-3coJSuw/s72-c/riley+preschool+co-op+%25285%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2842873366056305058</id><published>2011-09-23T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:20:42.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 weeks 4 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a dr appt yesterday and (i'm hesitant to say) things are looking good!&amp;nbsp; I measured at 26 weeks, right where i should be...if you remember i measured at 28weeks, 3 weeks ago! so not sure how that works, but my measurements are on track...The dr is not concerned with all my contractions (irregular as they are, around 4 an hour, sometimes more, sometimes less) i was scared he was going to put me on bed rest...but no reduced activity needed, hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is still that nagging 1% chance that this could all end miserably :( but as time progresses it's looking better and better that this is a great pregnancy and baby is doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After my appointment yesterday and a full night's sleep, i woke up feeling a huge weight lifted...i don't think i realized just how stressed this was making me. all the uknowns. I still have a bit of that stress but i am so excited, more than ever (which is hard to beat, i have been excited beyond all since day one) to meet this little baby of ours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just KNEW it was a girl until about 2 weeks ago, then i started doubting for some reason and i am desperatly trying to think of some boy names just in case.&amp;nbsp; My favorite it Troy again...josh isn't a huge fan, yet...and we are playing around with the idea of having a Max (or maybe Maximus, if it is up to me!) Josh likes Kole or Derek...i don't like either...for the most part neither of us can think of a boy name we like at all. It's all part of the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be sure to post my 28week, 7month photo when the time is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for all the support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2842873366056305058?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2842873366056305058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/26-weeks-4-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2842873366056305058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2842873366056305058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/26-weeks-4-days.html' title='26 weeks 4 days'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-3872380375452087410</id><published>2011-09-11T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:39:37.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bump! and huge baby update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm such an awful slacker this time around. Even though i didn't have internet i still had a camera and i failed to take pictures of my growing baby until a couple weeks ago...I've been getting big really fast. I have mixed comments coming in and i never know who to believe (so i go with how i feel and i feel big most days) Some people tell me, "what?! big? no. you look great!" or "it's because it's your third" -which makes me feel larger'ish but still normal and lastly "wow! you grew since i last saw you!" -which is mostly from patients who i saw only about 2 weeks prior...hmmmm I'm definetly super emotional this time around which doesn't help. I hardly ever cry, but with this pregnancy i am close to tears all the time it seems (which is sort of a nice switch) but really i teared up during a youtube crash testing video of a car we are considuring! that was just a little too crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hrzdJ8CPvt0/Tm0j0Z7RlnI/AAAAAAAABnw/eL-T39n4M90/s1600/23.5+weeks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hrzdJ8CPvt0/Tm0j0Z7RlnI/AAAAAAAABnw/eL-T39n4M90/s320/23.5+weeks.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why i have slacked so much on pictures, i was on top of it with the last two kids. well i do know. I haven't been so proud of my growing belly this time around for some reason. It came so fast and makes me feel fat not pretty! (one of the main reasons i think it's a girl-that's how i felt with Riley, with Braden i felt SO pretty most of the time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sad that i don't love it so much. I LOVE knowing their is life growing in me and it took quite a few months to get that to happen. So that is why i neglecting taking the monthly pictures even though i knew i would regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well about a week before this picture my nurse called and said they recieved results from my 20week ultrasound and i had TOO much amniotic fluid (polyhydrmanios) and that i needed to started doing weekly ultrasounds to monitor the fluid level until delivery or until my dr directed me to stop (he was on vacation). I was instantly nervous that something-anything was wrong with the pregnancy.&amp;nbsp; Pregnancies are so delicate and one little thing could make it go so wrong, ya know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the googling begin! i googled a&amp;nbsp; lot on what this complication is, why it happens, what causes it, the risks for baby and for me etc. i found out that this happens to all of 1-2% pregnancies (lucky me!) it can be caused by gestational diabetes (which i was tested for a week later and do NOT have) it can be caused by swallowing problems with the baby or a complete intestinal blockage in the baby, 65% of cases are just unknown and there is a 1% chance a chromosomal abnormality with the baby is causing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well about a week after this news i had my monthly check up, but this time with a new OBGYN in my same medical group b/c my dr was on vacation. I'm SO glad i got to meet him. i LOVED him and wasnt thrilled with my origional OBGYN. I let him know what was going on (what the nurse called and said). He did the normal lay me down and measure pelvic bone to top of uterus and did say i was measuring for 28weeks along and i was only 23.5weeks at that point! He sent me to a specialist the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i saw the specialist they did see a high level of amniotic fluid but no swallowing issues and no intestinal blockage issues. Since it wasn't that and i dont' have gestational diabetes he said there is a 1% chance for a chromosomal abnormality causing this. I was too overwhelmed with info at the dr's to ask him if there are certain ones that seem to cause this. So when i went home and googled again. I found out that IF it is a chromosomal thing (again 1% chance...but already i am the 1-2% chance of having this polyhydramnios) it is mosty usually associated with abnormalities on chromosomes 21, 18 and 13.&amp;nbsp; 21 causing down syndrome and 18 and 13 both can cause severe mental retardation.&amp;nbsp; While i was googling it did say that if diagnosed with polyhydrmanios in the 2nd trimester&amp;nbsp;there is a small chance it can go away all together in the 3rd (fingers crossed!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i had definit MIXED emotions. I was prouder of that big belly of mine, knowing that i only look and feel sooo huge because i am stretched to one month bigger than i really should be! (felt good for my prideful side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but a little devestated (not going to lie) that this baby might not be the type of "perfect" all mom's are hoping for.&amp;nbsp; We are opting to NOT do the amniocentisis b/c it would be purely informational and there wouldnt be one darn thing to "fix" and we, of course, will keep and love this baby NO MATTER WHAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have good and bad days. Good days where i feel so BLESSED to be pregnant and to feel this super duper active baby always bumping, nudging, kicking and rolling around and SOOOOO excited to&amp;nbsp;meet him or her. and Other days where i am overcome with worry and guilt. Worry that this baby will not be the "perfect" i mentioned before, that this baby could possibly have a lifetime of trials ahead, and for me and josh too. and guilt for caring about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a big risk of premature labor and delivery because i have so much fluid, there is an increased risk of miscarriage. I already have contractions every day, about one an hour or so. Dr didnt seem too worried yet but did confirm they are real contractions (probably becasue all the fluid is stretching my unterus, he said) they don't hurt but every time i feel one it just makes me worry how this pregnancy may end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I normally HATE telling other people my "problems" but because i get sooo many people saying "how far along are you?" and i have to let them know i still have until the end of December i feel, for some reason, like i have to explain myself. So PLEASE do NOT feel like you have to ask me how im doing...all the attention about "issues" is hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise to keep all updated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-3872380375452087410?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3872380375452087410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-bump-and-huge-baby-update.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3872380375452087410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3872380375452087410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-bump-and-huge-baby-update.html' title='Baby Bump! and huge baby update'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hrzdJ8CPvt0/Tm0j0Z7RlnI/AAAAAAAABnw/eL-T39n4M90/s72-c/23.5+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6100882554178178278</id><published>2011-09-11T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:04:30.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found may!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i was downloading photos from an old camera's memory card and wa-la! ( no clue on the spelling for that one) i found may!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We vacationed in Torey Utah this year. My mom and step dad took their trailer (thank goodness, it was a life saver at some points) my parents got a cabin for me, josh and our kids, and one for my brother and his wife.&amp;nbsp; We met up with our cousins from Idaho and their grand daughter who is just a year older than Riley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a blast exploring the national park and just playing around the camp site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunatly (for me) it went from 70 degrees and beautiful to rainy, to windy, to hail, to thunder storms and finally SNOW on the last day. crazy crazy weather but fun spending time with family none the less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPvyw-ZukBI/Tm0eTqyPeII/AAAAAAAABm0/EYuT4CaBEm8/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPvyw-ZukBI/Tm0eTqyPeII/AAAAAAAABm0/EYuT4CaBEm8/s320/008.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Josh and Braden saying Hi on a super tall rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tMEsIKOcTw/Tm0eZav_YpI/AAAAAAAABm4/raKqEeR8QeU/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tMEsIKOcTw/Tm0eZav_YpI/AAAAAAAABm4/raKqEeR8QeU/s320/011.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden learned how to throw a frisbee back at camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuQdA3oemOE/Tm0ee9YI4gI/AAAAAAAABm8/N3V8N7cvQxA/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuQdA3oemOE/Tm0ee9YI4gI/AAAAAAAABm8/N3V8N7cvQxA/s320/019.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley just hanging out in the rocks and dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCiUN6aUuiA/Tm0ekS2cY2I/AAAAAAAABnA/JeZHGFl053I/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCiUN6aUuiA/Tm0ekS2cY2I/AAAAAAAABnA/JeZHGFl053I/s320/025.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was about 12+ hours to get their and the kids did SO GOOD. seriously. i thought it would be a kind of hard trip their since we dont have a dvd player or anything...we came prepared with snacks, games, coloring etc but they really did good the entire way, josh and i didn't get frustrated once on the way there...the way home is a different story...i thought it would never end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m_Bacm7iE-E/Tm0eqR9JjbI/AAAAAAAABnE/k2BUe2Kf1XU/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m_Bacm7iE-E/Tm0eqR9JjbI/AAAAAAAABnE/k2BUe2Kf1XU/s320/031.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the hike where Riley found a HUGE snake...unfortunatly i don't have a copy of the picture yet, but we all walked right over/around it somehow and she found it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IWtSrQT6eM/Tm0eu_DBssI/AAAAAAAABnI/8EaElq1AFoQ/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IWtSrQT6eM/Tm0eu_DBssI/AAAAAAAABnI/8EaElq1AFoQ/s320/032.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley and Alexia having fun on the hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpGHentUxvE/Tm0e5VsEVXI/AAAAAAAABnQ/tLhW3CMFjtA/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpGHentUxvE/Tm0e5VsEVXI/AAAAAAAABnQ/tLhW3CMFjtA/s320/040.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYi3lVGDyQU/Tm0e8jDaRtI/AAAAAAAABnU/t2Z7y4vZrv4/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYi3lVGDyQU/Tm0e8jDaRtI/AAAAAAAABnU/t2Z7y4vZrv4/s320/035.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There were a lot of little cut outs along the way so the girls stopped to hide in one and scare me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_7Mw46fPhA/Tm0fAbCm0UI/AAAAAAAABnY/kD0eQtvkJOQ/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_7Mw46fPhA/Tm0fAbCm0UI/AAAAAAAABnY/kD0eQtvkJOQ/s320/046.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;going...going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3FjxuErzA8/Tm0fE1zzL8I/AAAAAAAABnc/aOPaz5LJkgo/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3FjxuErzA8/Tm0fE1zzL8I/AAAAAAAABnc/aOPaz5LJkgo/s320/050.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;gone! (it's really rough being given a ride the entire time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-by71tQFaqMk/Tm0fI1lhuLI/AAAAAAAABng/Ih1lgcpnvkA/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-by71tQFaqMk/Tm0fI1lhuLI/AAAAAAAABng/Ih1lgcpnvkA/s320/052.JPG" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our cute little cabin. thanks mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gb97Twwqckg/Tm0fNrpLYBI/AAAAAAAABnk/6hs0czgi3s4/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gb97Twwqckg/Tm0fNrpLYBI/AAAAAAAABnk/6hs0czgi3s4/s320/056.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the crazy snow as we were trying to leave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGd_zHf4q48/Tm0fQ874zwI/AAAAAAAABno/Y6sboxkDjo0/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGd_zHf4q48/Tm0fQ874zwI/AAAAAAAABno/Y6sboxkDjo0/s320/066.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6100882554178178278?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6100882554178178278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-found-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6100882554178178278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6100882554178178278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-found-may.html' title='I found may!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPvyw-ZukBI/Tm0eTqyPeII/AAAAAAAABm0/EYuT4CaBEm8/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2610064624123467238</id><published>2011-09-04T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:58:02.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Update# 3 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm finally updating...be sure to scroll back a few posts and catch all the updates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cutie pie Braden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCNg-KULYzg/TmQsKG7uB8I/AAAAAAAABmU/8VRQ0-_uWpk/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCNg-KULYzg/TmQsKG7uB8I/AAAAAAAABmU/8VRQ0-_uWpk/s320/063.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley let me do her hair...waddaya think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcg7RQmD0GI/TmQsPOuyxqI/AAAAAAAABmY/b2MJ-4pao9w/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcg7RQmD0GI/TmQsPOuyxqI/AAAAAAAABmY/b2MJ-4pao9w/s320/066.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pool time with Opa and cousin Hailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nl6xHhMzPg/TmQsXy17-5I/AAAAAAAABmc/qSxJJPkxevk/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nl6xHhMzPg/TmQsXy17-5I/AAAAAAAABmc/qSxJJPkxevk/s320/073.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braden loving time with Uncle Daniel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UFrh-_KAXE/TmQst39KLRI/AAAAAAAABmg/C4EkP2mVKTw/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UFrh-_KAXE/TmQst39KLRI/AAAAAAAABmg/C4EkP2mVKTw/s320/079.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Matthew got Riley to jump in the water off the edge and from then on she wanted to swim without her floaties...he is a dog paddling champ now since she still wont put her head under water...she loves being a fish though, and we are proud of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6y6ORtgvw/TmQs4iZFN_I/AAAAAAAABmk/tcsr3r7el2Q/s1600/084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6y6ORtgvw/TmQs4iZFN_I/AAAAAAAABmk/tcsr3r7el2Q/s320/084.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After swimming we went to Josh's parents house for homemade icecream and fireworks. Braden was doing a little clean up duty and licking the icecream maker clean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBlPBfPTq4A/TmQs-_ThbdI/AAAAAAAABmo/EbgBK-Wd6KE/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBlPBfPTq4A/TmQs-_ThbdI/AAAAAAAABmo/EbgBK-Wd6KE/s320/089.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFNk0ajabkI/TmQtPzHD0iI/AAAAAAAABms/yMTzg4uW-U8/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFNk0ajabkI/TmQtPzHD0iI/AAAAAAAABms/yMTzg4uW-U8/s320/091.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbGtcivpzn4/TmQtU9WfXvI/AAAAAAAABmw/xREDkxeYhUY/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbGtcivpzn4/TmQtU9WfXvI/AAAAAAAABmw/xREDkxeYhUY/s320/100.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2610064624123467238?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2610064624123467238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-3-july.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2610064624123467238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2610064624123467238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-3-july.html' title='2011 Update# 3 July'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCNg-KULYzg/TmQsKG7uB8I/AAAAAAAABmU/8VRQ0-_uWpk/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1792121337127016714</id><published>2011-09-04T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:49:54.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Update# 2 June (i had no pictures for may)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess in May i was a little depressed with the lack of internet and blog posting abilities so i didnt take any pictures May! sad... so on to June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My parents alwasy get a camping spot in Big Bear the week of July 4th but this year we did it the week before the 4th...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the kiddos getting snuggled down in Grancy and Papa's trailor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Y4XgjLnjY/TmQpzcKTMLI/AAAAAAAABlg/5OrkVbo4M_Q/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Y4XgjLnjY/TmQpzcKTMLI/AAAAAAAABlg/5OrkVbo4M_Q/s320/003.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day, the guys (my step dad and josh) dropped me and the kids off at a fun little spot along the lake and then they went to find the best bow-fishing spot. We set up chairs and played with toys in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdv1tqSCSls/TmQp99mWmaI/AAAAAAAABlk/V8B3ghc8UWM/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdv1tqSCSls/TmQp99mWmaI/AAAAAAAABlk/V8B3ghc8UWM/s320/005.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braden was figuring our the kayak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr-zlLinsXg/TmQqJIrH0yI/AAAAAAAABlo/bXNkKRjKNfo/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr-zlLinsXg/TmQqJIrH0yI/AAAAAAAABlo/bXNkKRjKNfo/s320/010.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley has my mom wrapped around her finger...they collected flowers that riley wants to keep for her wedding day (so riley)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JsRpe1IhGYc/TmQqR2YpLdI/AAAAAAAABls/fevxtU6bKFw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JsRpe1IhGYc/TmQqR2YpLdI/AAAAAAAABls/fevxtU6bKFw/s320/011.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kYu42p2Bix4/TmQqZgD4ycI/AAAAAAAABlw/PSsnpPMv1TE/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kYu42p2Bix4/TmQqZgD4ycI/AAAAAAAABlw/PSsnpPMv1TE/s320/017.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJXLBs2WPG8/TmQqtCYXVuI/AAAAAAAABl0/3xUja-bP0F4/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJXLBs2WPG8/TmQqtCYXVuI/AAAAAAAABl0/3xUja-bP0F4/s320/020.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I2P4NFD2Fs/TmQq01QMZAI/AAAAAAAABl4/xWURqaVvdz0/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2I2P4NFD2Fs/TmQq01QMZAI/AAAAAAAABl4/xWURqaVvdz0/s320/019.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley must of been on this rock singing to my mom for atleast 20minutes....my mom adores riley and gives her so much attention, i'm very lucky to have her as a mom and grandmother for my kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley was just singing randomly about things she could see from the rock....ohh so serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ph-iDFQ5L1c/TmQrBMPI2zI/AAAAAAAABmA/Ep9t4xhAjPo/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ph-iDFQ5L1c/TmQrBMPI2zI/AAAAAAAABmA/Ep9t4xhAjPo/s320/031.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back at the camp site...Braden was being allll boy...so dirty and with his camo hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVODsDR3F6s/TmQrHXlnDgI/AAAAAAAABmE/dRxPdPbuCNY/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVODsDR3F6s/TmQrHXlnDgI/AAAAAAAABmE/dRxPdPbuCNY/s320/042.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLwM5CvozdI/TmQrN7yysQI/AAAAAAAABmI/1m82f9vV-78/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLwM5CvozdI/TmQrN7yysQI/AAAAAAAABmI/1m82f9vV-78/s320/043.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPJU6bQ-w5c/TmQrTd6ULgI/AAAAAAAABmM/IKX__owsU4w/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gPJU6bQ-w5c/TmQrTd6ULgI/AAAAAAAABmM/IKX__owsU4w/s320/049.JPG" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least...Josh with his catch for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DC5b4_lKUdU/TmQrYhPndwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/JLdyaYSSmK4/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DC5b4_lKUdU/TmQrYhPndwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/JLdyaYSSmK4/s320/055.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1792121337127016714?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1792121337127016714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-2-june-i-had-no-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1792121337127016714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1792121337127016714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-2-june-i-had-no-pictures.html' title='2011 Update# 2 June (i had no pictures for may)'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Y4XgjLnjY/TmQpzcKTMLI/AAAAAAAABlg/5OrkVbo4M_Q/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-171932400787043262</id><published>2011-09-04T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:39:56.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Update #1 April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided since i need to catch up since April of this year, i will just go month by month to do this a little more quickly!&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could of/would of found a way to update as things happens...it's so hard to remember details looking back.&lt;br /&gt;This is april fool's day this year. We had our traditional "cupcakes" for dinner (meatloaf topped with colored mashed potatoes) Braden took one poke and wouldn't eat it, Riley continues to love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NFhFh2aSCg/TmQneoem3_I/AAAAAAAABkM/wN6G_qEIxuE/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NFhFh2aSCg/TmQneoem3_I/AAAAAAAABkM/wN6G_qEIxuE/s320/047.JPG" width="213px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MxQdjFBpbQ8/TmQni_o33VI/AAAAAAAABkQ/HsgDmmrLwSs/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MxQdjFBpbQ8/TmQni_o33VI/AAAAAAAABkQ/HsgDmmrLwSs/s320/051.JPG" width="213px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents have a time share and with that deal you can do a day pass anytime you want, where you can enjoy the pool and water slides. They took me and the kids and my sister in-law and her son during the week on day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids LOVED it..they have a fun kiddy waterslide where you can wear your floaties....both kids loved it but riley hated dunking at the end so i had to catch her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuGvo3Yd9Vs/TmQn2964bnI/AAAAAAAABkU/neCpocLSNOk/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuGvo3Yd9Vs/TmQn2964bnI/AAAAAAAABkU/neCpocLSNOk/s320/025.JPG" width="213px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5E7tpPMFHQ/TmQn6vDMcpI/AAAAAAAABkY/AMueEYfIIao/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5E7tpPMFHQ/TmQn6vDMcpI/AAAAAAAABkY/AMueEYfIIao/s320/026.JPG" width="213px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxZ1CVc69c4/TmQoLhOPBWI/AAAAAAAABkc/F1SCUhHg8OI/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxZ1CVc69c4/TmQoLhOPBWI/AAAAAAAABkc/F1SCUhHg8OI/s320/035.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-picasa-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IpSAJV6lbOc/TmQomEn9BBI/AAAAAAAABlE/cJwAaquh2K8/s1600/046.MPG" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D6a7f19cdcee025d6%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1315208442%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D2B39E462ED0F184C830328CA6E102B6A0BF0F4CC.66812E030596D7E5FE7580F572E805101F686F1%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D6a7f19cdcee025d6%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1315208442%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D2B39E462ED0F184C830328CA6E102B6A0BF0F4CC.66812E030596D7E5FE7580F572E805101F686F1%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easter (finally!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The usual...decorating eggs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m84H8I_bEiA/TmQo5zMijUI/AAAAAAAABlI/CjAOUhHfVf4/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m84H8I_bEiA/TmQo5zMijUI/AAAAAAAABlI/CjAOUhHfVf4/s320/056.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGuohSYJWjM/TmQo_mjGcHI/AAAAAAAABlM/VHZl0M8hD5M/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGuohSYJWjM/TmQo_mjGcHI/AAAAAAAABlM/VHZl0M8hD5M/s320/057.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the Easter bunny came...Riley left the easter bunny a carrot and a picture she colored...she was upset b/c the Easter bunny ate the carrot and only left a few crumbs but forgot to take her picture! (oops!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLLCQDlPsuA/TmQpGhWzfHI/AAAAAAAABlQ/f6y6bKpOtQY/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLLCQDlPsuA/TmQpGhWzfHI/AAAAAAAABlQ/f6y6bKpOtQY/s320/072.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cO5rY1rV7Nc/TmQpM8ZSCeI/AAAAAAAABlU/5NKNvg40K_0/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cO5rY1rV7Nc/TmQpM8ZSCeI/AAAAAAAABlU/5NKNvg40K_0/s320/078.JPG" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a cute one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-na0zzvAUw3c/TmQpPpStISI/AAAAAAAABlY/RDVfETp9u3A/s1600/158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-na0zzvAUw3c/TmQpPpStISI/AAAAAAAABlY/RDVfETp9u3A/s320/158.jpg" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a "pine cone walk" Riley found a snail and had quite the experience. She loved holding it, but then would start to freak out because the snail started moving around and she thought it would bite her. So imagine her giggle-crying...hehe pretty cute...THEN the snail peed on her! ewww she hated that but wanted to take it home so she was sooo squirmy until she could put it down at home and wash her hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iguErXQipo/TmQpQRJuuUI/AAAAAAAABlc/hw0DDCa6Jwo/s1600/185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7iguErXQipo/TmQpQRJuuUI/AAAAAAAABlc/hw0DDCa6Jwo/s320/185.jpg" width="240px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-171932400787043262?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/171932400787043262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-1-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/171932400787043262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/171932400787043262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/09/2011-update-1-april.html' title='2011 Update #1 April'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NFhFh2aSCg/TmQneoem3_I/AAAAAAAABkM/wN6G_qEIxuE/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1291165967471812205</id><published>2011-08-12T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:42:10.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise....</title><content type='html'>A monster sized update is coming soon...oh so soon...i have the itch bad, i mean come on, i need to update from EASTER people...now i just have to find some internet...Emily or Katie...i may be coming over for a late night (kids already tucked in at my house) visit to work on my blog...if you'll have me of course, or i may just come anyway. . .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But for now, just a LITTLE pregnancy update to keep you interested, maybe? I am 20weeks and 5days along and feel like i look like i am due in about 2months...man 3rd babies really do just pop on out huh? I keep telling myself it's "ok" to be bigger earlier as long as that doesn't&amp;nbsp;mean i will end up a TON bigger than i did with my two previous pregnancies at the end.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to have less of the "fat stage" and more right on to the bigger "rounder" stage.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've been able to feel the baby move from 12weeks along, but just last week i was able to feel the baby move with my hand!&amp;nbsp; It was only once every couple days that i could catch a movement with my hand, and josh has been able to once, but the past few days i can feel the baby move multiple times a day with my hand. It makes it so fun to be able to look down and see a quick jerk and just know and dream about what and who is in there.&amp;nbsp; And with this comes the sleepless nights already-not complaining, as i love it, just saying-the baby moves so much, i wake up a few times a night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have an ultra sound in 6days from now where they will be able to determine the sex of the baby, but once again, we will NOT be finding out...yes, it is sooo hard, but it is sooo fun and so worth it. (not finding out with riley was the absolute hardest) by now, i know the joy of waiting and so it's a very easy decision.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; This time around i feel pretty dang sure this baby is a girl, with riley i had NO CLUE. With braden i didn't have a clue until the end....walking into the hospital:&lt;br /&gt;josh "ok, last chance, is it a boy or a girl?"&lt;br /&gt;jessica "it's a boy." with a little pout on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I knew somehow it was a boy and i was sort of hoping for a girl (just so riley could have a close sister) but ANY healthy baby was more than enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For some reason, i just "feel" like it's a girl...i will again be happy with whatever we are blessed with, but i will be down right shocked (as of now) if it's a boy...guess we will be finding out in december...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have two girl names picked out, have had them for a few years.&amp;nbsp; SHE will be Elizabeth (Lizzy from day one) 99.9% sure of this, if for some reason this little girl comes out and does not look like a lizzy she will be&amp;nbsp;a Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; If it's a boy, he will be named Baby Boy Fisher for ever i think, we have NOOOOO boy names we both like, and we really don't eevn have any boy names we like at all! If anyone is bored and wants to comment with suggestions, please do!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1291165967471812205?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1291165967471812205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-promise.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1291165967471812205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1291165967471812205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-promise.html' title='I promise....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7834344171356155862</id><published>2011-06-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T08:20:53.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fisher Baby #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No games this time, no cute ways of sharing the news. Straight up. Blunt. IM PREGNANT! Josh and i tried about 7 months this time and i've been dying to share the news. I had my first OB appt yesterday. By all the dates i am due December 26th and couldn't be more thrilled-i wouldn't care if i was in labor on christmas morning (everyone thinks it kind of sucks to have a b-day right around christmas, i used to think so too but after trying that long for another baby, i will take one on whatever day of the year i can!) At the appt i got to hear the heart beat, which the dr couldn't find at first...i was so nervous...it just ended up being in a higher position then he expected for someone 12 weeks along. The dr said i am "atleast" 12 weeks along if not further...i'm scheduling an ultra sound appt today, and will be sure to post on those results :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first 2.5months i was pretty nauseated and extrememly tired. But also starving! Hard combination...sooo hungry but most stuff just sound plain gross. Don't worry-i found&amp;nbsp;some foods to do the trick (mexican food is a MUST this time around-espeically bean and cheese burrtios from taco bell-does that even count as mexican?)...i've already gained a little&amp;nbsp;more then&amp;nbsp;i want to by this point but ya know, i eat at work, sit at work, go home and sleep. I've ran about 3.2 miles in the past 3months i think.eek!&amp;nbsp; I've been waiting and waiting for my energy to kick back in and it slowly is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At my worst i was crashing at 7:30pm right at my kids bedtime-josh even had to put them down, because i was ususally out-and sleeping until my alarm went off at 6am or if i had the day off sleeping until 8am. THEN i would still take a 3hour nap during the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm proud to report yesterday i had my dr appt, took the kids to the children's museum, mowed the front and back yard and helped the kid's make their father's day gift...no nap, crashed around 8:30pm and woke up at 6am with energry :) SO i think my energy is coming back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh and I are just so excited about this pregnancy and i will definetly keep you all updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to wait to tell Riley until i was about 3months along and heard a heartbeat...We told Riley last night and she was excited and then told me my tummy was fat-but not a lot fat, just a little fat....and that was before i lifted up my shirt. ha. kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still have no way of blogging from home...i hope to post for all those things i missed, i think dating back to Easter...does anyone know how to write posts OFFLINE with pictures? i have a laptop so if i could get all the work done at&amp;nbsp;home off line and then take it somewhere with free wi-fi and just post them that would be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7834344171356155862?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7834344171356155862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/06/fisher-baby-3.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7834344171356155862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7834344171356155862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/06/fisher-baby-3.html' title='Fisher Baby #3'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4703384257670158749</id><published>2011-05-06T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:11:28.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hair Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking a shower today i felt my diamond stud pop off my ear and i heard the clink when it hit the bottom of the shower...i instantly put my foot over the drain and turned off the water...not seeing my earing anywhere i knew it went down...good thing﻿ i still had the earing back smashed against my earloab with my right hand (who needs their diamond earing when you can have the back?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called to josh-rude awakening at 6am and had him see if he could take the metal drain cover off, i knew there had to be a giant hairball in there because i've never cleaned it out since we moved in. I once pulled on 3hairs that were sticking out and a huge glob of disgusting-ness followed, i was dry heaving and all that. Hair balls are the only thing i can think of to make me so sick like that! I can watch all the trauma shows, i've been into surgery to see tummy tucks...awesome! but hairballs, nope, no can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i just KNEW that there was atleast a chance of my poor earing being stuck in whatever was in there, i hopped into the kids shower to finish and josh came in (my HERO) and said he retrieved my earing...it was nestled in a "bigger than a rat" size hair ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you hair ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I accidently saw it in the trash and almost lost it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4703384257670158749?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4703384257670158749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/05/hair-ball.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4703384257670158749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4703384257670158749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/05/hair-ball.html' title='The Hair Ball'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5658300247633607632</id><published>2011-05-03T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:43:07.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update on my disappearing act</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We no longer have access to the internet at home...insert big sad face. So i have not had the ability to post way too many pictures of my cute kids doing fun things around the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this situation changes asap, until then, just so you know i still read all the blogs on my list daily via my palm and it's really hard to comment that way but i will try harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please be patient with me and trust me-i will catch up as soon as i can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been up to a few fun things..the weather has been nice so we have had a few pool days and lots of "pine cone walks" where riley has recently discovered her love-hate relationship of snails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braden is getting so big and hardly ever looks like my little baby anymore. He is saying new words everyday and is so funny and cuddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you are all enjoying the nice weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5658300247633607632?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5658300247633607632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-on-my-disappearing-act.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5658300247633607632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5658300247633607632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-on-my-disappearing-act.html' title='update on my disappearing act'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-8364817883941060334</id><published>2011-04-14T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:07:25.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Starbucks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here i sit at starbucks...8:41pm and i'd rather be sleeping in my&amp;nbsp;bed. No, i'm not a night person. But, yes i do love starbucks, the incredible smell of whatever coffee they are making and the "fresh" music-for lack of a better word. It's just comforting, calming, home-y, and just the kind of music i don't own but you need when you are sitting in starbucks working on a project (my project of the night, snapfish photobooks, they are having a "buy1get2free" photobook deal that i can pass up. I do one each year for each of my kids to re-cap their year) I'm taking advantage of the free wi-fi...but really i get here and it's not connecting so i start to fiddle and realize my "wireless" on or off switch is in the off position, so i could of most likely had internet at home all along. Oh well, now i am here with this great music. (but my toes are freezing, they to turn the heat up, wayyy up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-since i can finally upload some photos here is what we have been up to in no particular order-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riley's new boyfriend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4dr4uIigvo/Tae_yux71UI/AAAAAAAABjU/yqyGfDPBJ6U/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4dr4uIigvo/Tae_yux71UI/AAAAAAAABjU/yqyGfDPBJ6U/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley just &lt;strong&gt;ended &lt;/strong&gt;her stage of not wanting pictures taken of her...i can't be happier, but she is a little too cheesy sometimes...look at this shoulder tilt, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQiria3Jv-I/Tae_5QQ_7_I/AAAAAAAABjY/yLl1k5GUTHg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQiria3Jv-I/Tae_5QQ_7_I/AAAAAAAABjY/yLl1k5GUTHg/s320/006.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A friend of mine showed me this awesome palce near our home that is so fun for hiking and playing in the water. We are looking at the rainbow trout before we settled in to play in the stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQIZHYt4j3Q/TafAAQfyr6I/AAAAAAAABjc/PUYcyI98p2c/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQIZHYt4j3Q/TafAAQfyr6I/AAAAAAAABjc/PUYcyI98p2c/s320/010.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvg3NhrMiUM/TafAF_nrkcI/AAAAAAAABjg/6C-ks9D-j0s/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvg3NhrMiUM/TafAF_nrkcI/AAAAAAAABjg/6C-ks9D-j0s/s320/012.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So fun, us mom's just set up our beach chairs and let the kids have at it. there were lots of little streams of different depths all around. There were even tadpools which were fun to try and catch for the older kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vnzcxe-6Gqs/TafAMN89RrI/AAAAAAAABjk/mzW4hCGEQyk/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vnzcxe-6Gqs/TafAMN89RrI/AAAAAAAABjk/mzW4hCGEQyk/s320/017.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my best attempt at an airplane for riley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBE9iQLlaIg/TafARNULRGI/AAAAAAAABjo/7FbfzMAu-vY/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBE9iQLlaIg/TafARNULRGI/AAAAAAAABjo/7FbfzMAu-vY/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she had a tea party that she invited (forced) me to come too...it was cute, i thnk she had every single plate set up and i let her poor real water and eat some snack right from the plates...she loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zng3TUyNQZM/TafAZ4N966I/AAAAAAAABjs/1OdgjsijwUs/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zng3TUyNQZM/TafAZ4N966I/AAAAAAAABjs/1OdgjsijwUs/s320/019.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We've had some of those days that are just so tiring that even when you take your kids out of the car they stay alseep for awhile on the couch-love those days. It usually means we were out in the sun somewhere having a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iT6Ozzw7vCg/TafAgUqGiHI/AAAAAAAABjw/3apW1jYcahw/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iT6Ozzw7vCg/TafAgUqGiHI/AAAAAAAABjw/3apW1jYcahw/s320/023.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden is in love with apples. that is quite the understatement. he says "apples. apples apples" from the minute he wakes up until i give him a slice for each hand. and this lastst alllll day long. he chose apples over doritos today people?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHfeX906nVE/TafAk2mqPRI/AAAAAAAABj0/NHSm3NYFZ2U/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHfeX906nVE/TafAk2mqPRI/AAAAAAAABj0/NHSm3NYFZ2U/s320/028.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my berries are doing good! they are getting more and more leaves and i'm sooo excited! it's one of the things we planted this year...along with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFGViIs3JTg/TafAsjqiGXI/AAAAAAAABj4/EY5k7pyRwmA/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFGViIs3JTg/TafAsjqiGXI/AAAAAAAABj4/EY5k7pyRwmA/s320/039.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our peas-they hadn't poped up yet, but they are right in the middle...imagine a row now growing&amp;nbsp;from left to&amp;nbsp;right between the two green poles...with watermelon seeds planted right in front of those (the first little leaf&amp;nbsp;appeard today!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to the left of the little plot of land we have tomatos(trying to live, corn that is scattered from the crazy rain we got the day after i worked so hard planting all these seeds in straight tidy rows) two squash plants that bit the dust with all the rain and cucumbers that sprouted then died with the SNOW we got after all the rain...i'm happy to report my mixed bell peppers, jalepenonos, serrano and anaheim chilis are all doing well in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sUTmSWX_xY/TafBD2Eu0AI/AAAAAAAABkA/JJkYo83Pbyk/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sUTmSWX_xY/TafBD2Eu0AI/AAAAAAAABkA/JJkYo83Pbyk/s320/043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;April fool's day is my new favorite holiday...these are the infamous "cupcakes" for dinner...really meatloaf with mashed potatoes in top...braden didn't take a single bite but riley loved them again this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got to play joke after joke after joke on April fools, some back fired on me but still made me laugh, i LOVE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2qw07qA7mg/TafBNi436sI/AAAAAAAABkE/po79L-WEs7E/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2qw07qA7mg/TafBNi436sI/AAAAAAAABkE/po79L-WEs7E/s320/047.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-HNvm6Dvgg/TafBTO-y5MI/AAAAAAAABkI/3BN9FeNP-hk/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-HNvm6Dvgg/TafBTO-y5MI/AAAAAAAABkI/3BN9FeNP-hk/s320/051.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that's about it...i can't believe this crazy weather. One day it's warm then raining hard for a few days then INCHES of snow in APRIL? back to warm again...im hoping it sticks to just warm weather soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-8364817883941060334?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8364817883941060334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-starbucks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8364817883941060334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8364817883941060334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-starbucks.html' title='Oh Starbucks...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L4dr4uIigvo/Tae_yux71UI/AAAAAAAABjU/yqyGfDPBJ6U/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5075616119241904612</id><published>2011-04-01T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:40:22.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of my favorites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't posted in what seems like just about forever...but our computer was out of commission...so a quick post from a different computer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i LOVE spring...i have my garden planted, for the most part. I planted it a few weeks ago, tilled it all myself mixed in some fresh new soil and ever so carefully planted rows and rows of different seeds... We have 6 &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;tomato plants&lt;/span&gt; growing, 2 &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;squash plants&lt;/span&gt; (well only one now, one died in the rain that started the day after all my planting efforts and didn't stop until it killed a few plants) &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;cucumber&lt;/span&gt; seeds that i HOPE are going to sprout? (the rain really moved some dirt around and covered up the seeds even more), &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;peas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(that just popped through the top of the soil yesterday! i saw two little seedlings and had to help uncover the rest of the row that had an extra inch or so of soil on top of them), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;corn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(that has yet to grow...i think those got hit hard with the storm and all, we may have to re-plant) and &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;watermelon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;seeds&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;also on my kitchen sink by the window we have 2 types of HOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;chillis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; growing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;jelapenos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;AND mixed &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;er&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;....i'm SOOO excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you all know the sun &amp;amp; heat just makes me happy...if i wasn't afraid of cancer i would be in a tanning bad every day of winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been playing outside, riding bikes, chalking the drive way, even took out the little pool once, watering our new flowers. I've been running more and even with the kids a couple of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad gave josh and i a beautiful windchime for christmas a few years back and it's FINALLY up and since the weather is nice we can have the back slider open with just the screen shut and i get to hear the windchime playing "waterfall". LOVE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(p.s.you could guess my age/generation by that windchime. quick story: the wind chime was finally installed and i was downstairs doing stuff around the hosue and everytime the wind blew the chimes my first reaction was to look for a cell phone. i kept wondering what alert that was and who changed their phone because it wasn't a usual one. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures and more posts to follow as soon as we get our computer under control at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH and happy April Fool's Day...it is slowly (? slowly? not really, i think today i decided it is close to my favorite holiday EVER)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley woke up to me telling her that she needed to put clean undies on (as we do each morning-but i was sort of forcing the issue this morning so i could get off to work. aka i made her get out of bed and forced her to the dresser and she did the whole "limp body thing") she finally reached in to find...diapers...hahah she just rolled her eyes at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At lunch i prepared a bag of cheetos for the babysitter to give her and braden, but when they opened them she found baby carrots...the babysitter texted me and said&amp;nbsp;Riley was sort of ticked and braden could care less..ill post video as soon as i can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For dinner i am doing, what is now a tradition of "cupcakes" for dinner (meat-loaf in a cup cake pan and pink dyed mashed potato "frosting" with the&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-i-got-her-good.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;infamous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;"juice" afterward :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5075616119241904612?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5075616119241904612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-havent-posted-in-what-seems-like-just.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5075616119241904612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5075616119241904612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-havent-posted-in-what-seems-like-just.html' title='Two of my favorites...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-3085778942101657413</id><published>2011-03-08T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T16:58:00.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home decor that i want to try</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i just &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/02/decorate-my-home-part-9-wall-hangings.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what i need to make to put over our bed. what do you think josh? (but for sure to match our room which would have something with orange in it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyone want to have a girly crafty night and do these together???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-3085778942101657413?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3085778942101657413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-decor-that-i-want-to-try.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3085778942101657413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3085778942101657413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-decor-that-i-want-to-try.html' title='home decor that i want to try'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-3483982064306620799</id><published>2011-03-06T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:18:14.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of a Prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am staying true to one of my new years resolutions to do Personal Progress each Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Today i was working on one where i was asked to read two conference talks on womanhood.&amp;nbsp; I chose this talk and i was not let down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chosing to do&amp;nbsp;Personal Progress each Sunday has really&amp;nbsp;been a blessing, as i hoped it would be. It makes for a&amp;nbsp;more spiritualy minded Jessica on those days.&amp;nbsp;And with that i hope that others can feel the spirit too.&amp;nbsp; In just a few hours i will have the honor of sitting before&amp;nbsp;Jeffrey R. Holland as he speaks to our stake from our very pulpit.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;am glad for the chance to prepare myself mentally to be there. (my mother inlaw was kind enough to take my&amp;nbsp;kids to her ward since our meeting will be right at lunch/nap time and&amp;nbsp;we knew if we had the kids much of the time would be out in the&amp;nbsp;hallway holding braden rather then&amp;nbsp;listening to the apostle. and with them off to sacrament already i have a few hours to do my personal progress in peace and quiet-it is lovely!)&amp;nbsp;I heard&amp;nbsp;Elder Holland&amp;nbsp;speak last night as well and quite frankly im addicted. I&amp;nbsp;told my sister inlaw id love to find out where the apostles will be speaking each week and fly around the&amp;nbsp;world to&amp;nbsp;see and hear them.&amp;nbsp; Having the chance to look up just a few talks today made me realize that although it is amazing to sit before an apostle when he is speaking we can always, always go to &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;http://www.lds.org/&lt;/a&gt; and read or listen to a talk there too and it still can have an amazing impact on your day...life. Sorry this post is long, but after i read this talk i knew i had to share.&amp;nbsp; There are some amazing quotes so keep your eyes open. enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Charity Never Faileth,"&amp;nbsp; (September 25, 2010) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas S. Monson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than being judgmental and critical of each other, may we have the pure love of Christ for our fellow travelers in this journey through life.PD50021411_000_0040 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our souls have rejoiced tonight and reached toward heaven. We have been blessed with beautiful music and inspired messages. The Spirit of the Lord is here. I pray for His inspiration to be with me now as I share with you some of my thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin with a short anecdote which illustrates a point I should like to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young couple, Lisa and John, moved into a new neighborhood. One morning while they were eating breakfast, Lisa looked out the window and watched her next-door neighbor hanging out her wash.&lt;br /&gt;“That laundry’s not clean!” Lisa exclaimed. “Our neighbor doesn’t know how to get clothes clean!”&lt;br /&gt;John looked on but remained silent.&lt;br /&gt;Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, Lisa would make the same comments.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later Lisa was surprised to glance out her window and see a nice, clean wash hanging in her neighbor’s yard. She said to her husband, “Look, John—she’s finally learned how to wash correctly! I wonder how she did it.”&lt;br /&gt;John replied, “Well, dear, I have the answer for you. You’ll be interested to know that I got up early this morning and washed our windows!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’d like to share with you a few thoughts concerning how we view each other. Are we looking through a window which needs cleaning? Are we making judgments when we don’t have all the facts? What do we see when we look at others? What judgments do we make about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said the Savior, “Judge not.” 1 He continued, “Why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?” 2 Or, to paraphrase, why beholdest thou what you think is dirty laundry at your neighbor’s house but considerest not the soiled window in your own house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us is perfect. I know of no one who would profess to be so. And yet for some reason, despite our own imperfections, we have a tendency to point out those of others. We make judgments concerning their actions or inactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is really no way we can know the heart, the intentions, or the circumstances of someone who might say or do something we find reason to criticize. Thus the commandment: “Judge not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-seven years ago this general conference, I was called to the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles. At the time, I had been serving on one of the general priesthood committees of the Church, and so before my name was presented, I sat with my fellow members of that priesthood committee, as was expected of me. My wife, however, had no idea where to go and no one with whom she could sit and, in fact, was unable to find a seat anywhere in the Tabernacle. A dear friend of ours, who was a member of one of the general auxiliary boards and who was sitting in the area designated for the board members, asked Sister Monson to sit with her. This woman knew nothing of my call—which would be announced shortly—but she spotted Sister Monson, recognized her consternation, and graciously offered her a seat. My dear wife was relieved and grateful for this kind gesture. Sitting down, however, she heard loud whispering behind her as one of the board members expressed her annoyance to those around her that one of her fellow board members would have the audacity to invite an “outsider” to sit in this area reserved only for them. There was no excuse for her unkind behavior, regardless of who might have been invited to sit there. However, I can only imagine how that woman felt when she learned that the “intruder” was the wife of the newest Apostle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are we inclined to judge the actions and words of others, but many of us judge appearances: clothing, hairstyles, size. The list could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic account of judging by appearance was printed in a national magazine many years ago. It is a true account—one which you may have heard but which bears repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman by the name of Mary Bartels had a home directly across the street from the entrance to a hospital clinic. Her family lived on the main floor and rented the upstairs rooms to outpatients at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening a truly awful-looking old man came to the door asking if there was room for him to stay the night. He was stooped and shriveled, and his face was lopsided from swelling—red and raw. He said he’d been hunting for a room since noon but with no success. “I guess it’s my face,” he said. “I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says it could possibly improve after more treatments.” He indicated he’d be happy to sleep in the rocking chair on the porch. As she talked with him, Mary realized this little old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. Although her rooms were filled, she told him to wait in the chair and she’d find him a place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bedtime Mary’s husband set up a camp cot for the man. When she checked in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and he was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, he asked if he could return the next time he had a treatment. “I won’t put you out a bit,” he promised. “I can sleep fine in a chair.” Mary assured him he was welcome to come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the several years he went for treatments and stayed in Mary’s home, the old man, who was a fisherman by trade, always had gifts of seafood or vegetables from his garden. Other times he sent packages in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mary received these thoughtful gifts, she often thought of a comment her next-door neighbor made after the disfigured, stooped old man had left Mary’s home that first morning. “Did you keep that awful-looking man last night? I turned him away. You can lose customers by putting up such people.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary knew that maybe they had lost customers once or twice, but she thought, “Oh, if only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the man passed away, Mary was visiting with a friend who had a greenhouse. As she looked at her friend’s flowers, she noticed a beautiful golden chrysanthemum but was puzzled that it was growing in a dented, old, rusty bucket. Her friend explained, “I ran short of pots, and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn’t mind starting in this old pail. It’s just for a little while, until I can put it out in the garden.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary smiled as she imagined just such a scene in heaven. “Here’s an especially beautiful one,” God might have said when He came to the soul of the little old man. “He won’t mind starting in this small, misshapen body.” But that was long ago, and in God’s garden how tall this lovely soul must stand! 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearances can be so deceiving, such a poor measure of a person. Admonished the Savior, “Judge not according to the appearance.” 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A member of a women’s organization once complained when a certain woman was selected to represent the organization. She had never met the woman, but she had seen a photograph of her and didn’t like what she saw, considering her to be overweight. She commented, “Of the thousands of women in this organization, surely a better representative could have been chosen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, the woman who was chosen was not “model slim.” But those who knew her and knew her qualities saw in her far more than was reflected in the photograph. The photograph did show that she had a friendly smile and a look of confidence. What the photograph didn’t show was that she was a loyal and compassionate friend, a woman of intelligence who loved the Lord and who loved and served His children. It didn’t show that she volunteered in the community and was a considerate and concerned neighbor. In short, the photograph did not reflect who she really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask: if attitudes, deeds, and spiritual inclinations were reflected in physical features, would the countenance of the woman who complained be as lovely as that of the woman she criticized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sisters, each of you is unique. You are different from each other in many ways. There are those of you who are married. Some of you stay at home with your children, while others of you work outside your homes. Some of you are empty nesters. There are those of you who are married but do not have children. There are those who are divorced, those who are widowed. Many of you are single women. Some of you have college degrees; some of you do not. There are those who can afford the latest fashions and those who are lucky to have one appropriate Sunday outfit. Such differences are almost endless. Do these differences tempt us to judge one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa, a Catholic nun who worked among the poor in India most of her life, spoke this profound truth: “If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” 5 The Savior has admonished, “This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.” 6 I ask: can we love one another, as the Savior has commanded, if we judge each other? And I answer—with Mother Teresa: no, we cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apostle James taught, “If any … among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s [or woman’s] religion is vain.” 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved your Relief Society motto: “Charity never faileth.” 8 What is charity? The prophet Mormon teaches us that “charity is the pure love of Christ.” 9 In his farewell message to the Lamanites, Moroni declared, “Except ye have charity ye can in nowise be saved in the kingdom of God.” 10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider charity—or “the pure love of Christ”—to be the opposite of criticism and judging. In speaking of charity, I do not at this moment have in mind the relief of the suffering through the giving of our substance. That, of course, is necessary and proper. Tonight, however, I have in mind the charity that manifests itself when we are tolerant of others and lenient toward their actions, the kind of charity that forgives, the kind of charity that is patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have in mind the charity that impels us to be sympathetic, compassionate, and merciful, not only in times of sickness and affliction and distress but also in times of weakness or error on the part of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a serious need for the charity that gives attention to those who are unnoticed, hope to those who are discouraged, aid to those who are afflicted. True charity is love in action. The need for charity is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needed is the charity which refuses to find satisfaction in hearing or in repeating the reports of misfortunes that come to others, unless by so doing, the unfortunate one may be benefited. The American educator and politician Horace Mann once said, “To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is godlike.” 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity is having patience with someone who has let us down. It is resisting the impulse to become offended easily. It is accepting weaknesses and shortcomings. It is accepting people as they truly are. It is looking beyond physical appearances to attributes that will not dim through time. It is resisting the impulse to categorize others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity, that pure love of Christ, is manifest when a group of young women from a singles ward travels hundreds of miles to attend the funeral services for the mother of one of their Relief Society sisters. Charity is shown when devoted visiting teachers return month after month, year after year to the same uninterested, somewhat critical sister. It is evident when an elderly widow is remembered and taken to ward functions and to Relief Society activities. It is felt when the sister sitting alone in Relief Society receives the invitation, “Come—sit by us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hundred small ways, all of you wear the mantle of charity. Life is perfect for none of us. Rather than being judgmental and critical of each other, may we have the pure love of Christ for our fellow travelers in this journey through life. May we recognize that each one is doing her best to deal with the challenges which come her way, and may we strive to do our best to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity has been defined as “the highest, noblest, strongest kind of love,” 12 the “pure love of Christ … ; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with [her].” 13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Charity never faileth.” May this long-enduring Relief Society motto, this timeless truth, guide you in everything you do. May it permeate your very souls and find expression in all your thoughts and actions.&lt;br /&gt;I express my love to you, my sisters, and pray that heaven’s blessings may ever be yours. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-3483982064306620799?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3483982064306620799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/words-of-prophet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3483982064306620799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3483982064306620799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/words-of-prophet.html' title='Words of a Prophet'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-43743670693014151</id><published>2011-03-04T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:15:38.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something has been weighing on my mind lately. I left a comment for a fellow blogger probably close to a year ago. This comment was supposed to be one that&amp;nbsp;gave support and comfort. As i submitted the comment i wondered if it would come across wrong ( i was nervous because there was absolutly NO intention for it to, it was just a touchy subject and with those you really have to chose your words carefully. The only intent was to try to lift the other person's spirits a little) Well, this had been weighing on my mind a lot for some reason (it really is an issue that probably shouldn't be causing me this rock in my gutt feeling but it is)&amp;nbsp;I'm a little prideful that i am NOT "that person" i am not the type of person who says weird or un-tactile, or hurtful things without knowing it (in advance before i open my mouth). It's a blessing that i am grateful for...but i think i might of been "that person" for a moment when i posted that comment. It's such an awful feeling. I don't&amp;nbsp;know if you read this blog still but if you do I am sorry. I am so sorry. I meant to be a nice person and if it didn't come out that way please forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think what made me think about this again is that i was going to get a sea world pass(buy a day and get the year for free) but now that riley is 3 she will cost to get in. and cost only 8 dollars less than an adult.(dumb huh?!)&amp;nbsp;It's not money we want to spend right now just for fun. So i was majorly dissapointed and thought of all the excuses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"They" would never know how old she really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She only weighs like maybe 2 pounds more then last year when she was two and free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't take up any more space, she can't do anything more than a 2 year old could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I even told riley if we go and they ask her how old she is that she should answer "two"...and we practiced. That is when i decided this was not okay to lie. I still think the price is RIDICULOUS (come on people, i can handle paying half price) but that is no reason to lie and cheat and i dont' want Riley learning that either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Side note to lighten things up a little. I ate it &lt;a href="http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-embarassing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; It's been about a year since i fell running. It was time. I only got a little scratch on my ankle this time but i can see the instant replay in my mind...in slow-mo too...pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-43743670693014151?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/43743670693014151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/guilty.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/43743670693014151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/43743670693014151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1506208354765270972</id><published>2011-02-24T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:48:36.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Sister....</title><content type='html'>Yes! This is her! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByrrUNmkJdE/TWbgIROueEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/3PHqkeWMC-o/s1600/crusty.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByrrUNmkJdE/TWbgIROueEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/3PHqkeWMC-o/s320/crusty.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3, Crusty =]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1506208354765270972?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1506208354765270972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-sister.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1506208354765270972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1506208354765270972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-sister.html' title='My Favorite Sister....'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ByrrUNmkJdE/TWbgIROueEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/3PHqkeWMC-o/s72-c/crusty.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4217704388957944292</id><published>2011-02-22T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:12:45.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a sunny day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Therefor i'm motivated to get things done...first things first, new blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not too much new around here, just&amp;nbsp;normal life and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkq4xZnRXlo/TWPrJwy4WyI/AAAAAAAABig/VLUz_9ZoNwc/s1600/dress+up.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkq4xZnRXlo/TWPrJwy4WyI/AAAAAAAABig/VLUz_9ZoNwc/s320/dress+up.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-998j-cpAuVs/TWPrHpkZCBI/AAAAAAAABic/7LQl_qwy9LY/s1600/Bubbles+%25287%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-998j-cpAuVs/TWPrHpkZCBI/AAAAAAAABic/7LQl_qwy9LY/s320/Bubbles+%25287%2529.JPG" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;constant dress up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObscRiGhZW4/TWPrKre_sCI/AAAAAAAABik/WgyK8AjueVQ/s1600/dress+up2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObscRiGhZW4/TWPrKre_sCI/AAAAAAAABik/WgyK8AjueVQ/s320/dress+up2.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;B-man kickin' back at dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lglIAn7ISBU/TWPrWajT9MI/AAAAAAAABio/SeXdDjM7hZM/s1600/kickin%2527+back+at+dinner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lglIAn7ISBU/TWPrWajT9MI/AAAAAAAABio/SeXdDjM7hZM/s320/kickin%2527+back+at+dinner.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So this is braden's new thing. when i tell him to smile for the camera he shuts his eyes, not to be funny, he thinks that is what he is supposed to do. so pretty much all my pictures of him from the past month have his eyes shut, pretty funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qkfneBIPf0/TWPrYWvKmII/AAAAAAAABis/mqeZJF2eAjw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qkfneBIPf0/TWPrYWvKmII/AAAAAAAABis/mqeZJF2eAjw/s320/002.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Notice, eyes shut again, but smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69Uc_Ps4sKU/TWPrgF-pCQI/AAAAAAAABiw/tgt2i0xdIo4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69Uc_Ps4sKU/TWPrgF-pCQI/AAAAAAAABiw/tgt2i0xdIo4/s320/003.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley got an awful stomach flu for a few days. It totally wiped her out. I found her like this during nap time, fast asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtP8DNmUd9M/TWPscvyuNDI/AAAAAAAABi0/U5ZC4dVyvWA/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtP8DNmUd9M/TWPscvyuNDI/AAAAAAAABi0/U5ZC4dVyvWA/s320/005.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We let our kids play in the cupboards because first it was cute (now annoying but since we allowed it, it's more annoying to stop then let it continue you, ya know?) and braden has lately gotten a little more creative then pulling the pans out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-ABCsWe5Tw/TWPsiKvBwOI/AAAAAAAABi4/gMgQwlgflN0/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-ABCsWe5Tw/TWPsiKvBwOI/AAAAAAAABi4/gMgQwlgflN0/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden about 17months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gUMegji9-I/TWPskRlCJdI/AAAAAAAABi8/IKQnX8SuIrA/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2gUMegji9-I/TWPskRlCJdI/AAAAAAAABi8/IKQnX8SuIrA/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley about 9.5 months (she was quicker to find the fun i guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4eKhSFwqanY/TWPsnUvIvpI/AAAAAAAABjA/avfi2XYu890/s1600/into+everything%2521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4eKhSFwqanY/TWPsnUvIvpI/AAAAAAAABjA/avfi2XYu890/s320/into+everything%2521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden learning to drink from a real cup...he did good but got bored and poored it on his pants after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PwFnzaYAEq8/TWPspQuxEvI/AAAAAAAABjE/Vkr6hVqxu98/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PwFnzaYAEq8/TWPspQuxEvI/AAAAAAAABjE/Vkr6hVqxu98/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and it finally snowed!&amp;nbsp; piles and piles right? i'm glad we went out before church to play while it lasted, the kids had fun, i took a few pictures then watched from the entry way where it was warm :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Max4hn3_NGU/TWPssHKG5lI/AAAAAAAABjI/jDZ9TVoyip4/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Max4hn3_NGU/TWPssHKG5lI/AAAAAAAABjI/jDZ9TVoyip4/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden's favortie toy...we have a kid set of mop and broom, he carries them everywhere to mop and whack people in the head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpapYdMfF2Y/TWPstxlZkQI/AAAAAAAABjM/Ifa8TP18rGw/s1600/favorite+toy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpapYdMfF2Y/TWPstxlZkQI/AAAAAAAABjM/Ifa8TP18rGw/s320/favorite+toy.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope everyone is enjoying the sun today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4217704388957944292?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4217704388957944292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-sunny-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4217704388957944292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4217704388957944292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-sunny-day.html' title='it&apos;s a sunny day!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkq4xZnRXlo/TWPrJwy4WyI/AAAAAAAABig/VLUz_9ZoNwc/s72-c/dress+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5860222164179464132</id><published>2011-02-12T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T15:46:27.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-8q87iZdM/TVcbqRypNpI/AAAAAAAABh4/TQuQAcL5dB0/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-8q87iZdM/TVcbqRypNpI/AAAAAAAABh4/TQuQAcL5dB0/s320/love.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ricky was "L" but he's home with the flu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lizzie, our "O" ad some homework to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mitchell, "E" prob'ly got lost on the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm all of love that could make it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Shel Silverstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so very grateful for all the love that surrounds me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5860222164179464132?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5860222164179464132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5860222164179464132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5860222164179464132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iy-8q87iZdM/TVcbqRypNpI/AAAAAAAABh4/TQuQAcL5dB0/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5750634859524757604</id><published>2011-02-09T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:57:58.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the opporunity to take pictures with the AMAZING &lt;a href="http://www.jengagliardi.com/"&gt;Jen Gagliardi&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in decemeber and again in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was a total basket case for the December shoot, i had this "idea" for family pictures and it DID NOT come together. Riley was NOT into taking pictures AT ALL.&amp;nbsp; The kids stood and sat on weeds that (come to find out) had teeny-tiny pokies ALL over them-result:major rash and hives all over their thighs, feet, arms. Riley was screaming, braden didn't even notice) Jen did such a great job but i was just not personally happy with the outcome. We only had one pose to pick from for the family picture and&amp;nbsp;i didn't like it. The ones of the kids came out good. (mind you, it was all me. i styled it wrong, had the wrong attidute [remember i was so stressed] and riley wasn't behaiving) Jen did a great job, the pictures themselves were awesome, my face just sort of ruined them all, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEUGYYwi_BM/TVNoexJwyXI/AAAAAAAABgw/4VIHisM5itg/s1600/braden1rtp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEUGYYwi_BM/TVNoexJwyXI/AAAAAAAABgw/4VIHisM5itg/s320/braden1rtp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPzMahqvWzw/TVNpZOfnmSI/AAAAAAAABg0/RL5M0JmNpbI/s1600/bradenleavesrtp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPzMahqvWzw/TVNpZOfnmSI/AAAAAAAABg0/RL5M0JmNpbI/s320/bradenleavesrtp.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26XmJ6SNxU4/TVNpnhIJX8I/AAAAAAAABg4/Hq3GiB8iKWQ/s1600/fisher-189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26XmJ6SNxU4/TVNpnhIJX8I/AAAAAAAABg4/Hq3GiB8iKWQ/s320/fisher-189.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDR71nUf2Js/TVNp0FHjtvI/AAAAAAAABg8/81rLFqixvWY/s1600/fisher-269+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDR71nUf2Js/TVNp0FHjtvI/AAAAAAAABg8/81rLFqixvWY/s320/fisher-269+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fn11gMcpRGc/TVNp_gDTBqI/AAAAAAAABhA/wUaksfa41Nk/s1600/fisher-277-2+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fn11gMcpRGc/TVNp_gDTBqI/AAAAAAAABhA/wUaksfa41Nk/s320/fisher-277-2+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LCiqF92mYUQ/TVNqOO_EyRI/AAAAAAAABhE/aCefEKWeuR8/s1600/kids1rtp+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LCiqF92mYUQ/TVNqOO_EyRI/AAAAAAAABhE/aCefEKWeuR8/s320/kids1rtp+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXuHANtrll8/TVNqZETigII/AAAAAAAABhI/Gk29mgueqYc/s1600/fisher-19+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXuHANtrll8/TVNqZETigII/AAAAAAAABhI/Gk29mgueqYc/s320/fisher-19+-+Copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second shoot came out GREAT. I could NOT be happier...i let josh pick the outfits and he did a great job. I made sure i was going to be happy and we BRIBED riley with a new pack of bubble gum if she did good the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kxSSB0B0l7Q/TVNsqA0nclI/AAAAAAAABhM/h2O32o2POKg/s1600/fam1rtpbw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="246" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kxSSB0B0l7Q/TVNsqA0nclI/AAAAAAAABhM/h2O32o2POKg/s320/fam1rtpbw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWbGY_6Gklc/TVNs6PCfgSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/YMi50_IyE08/s1600/jessica+fisher-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWbGY_6Gklc/TVNs6PCfgSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/YMi50_IyE08/s320/jessica+fisher-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkA3uQuBzgA/TVNvMcaNydI/AAAAAAAABhw/caghYanQpqk/s320/joshjessrtp1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5750634859524757604?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5750634859524757604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5750634859524757604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5750634859524757604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-photo-shoot.html' title='Family Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEUGYYwi_BM/TVNoexJwyXI/AAAAAAAABgw/4VIHisM5itg/s72-c/braden1rtp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-8204379363304840667</id><published>2011-02-05T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:12:34.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth Diapering Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend in my ward was kind enough to let me borrow all her cloth diapers (since her little boy is potty trained now) so i can really give this all a try before i invest the money into it. And she has quite a few different brands/styles which is helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started about half way through the day today and i have just two things to say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;1.It went well...(i hope i don't jinx myself)-the diapers held in his pee and poo and looked super cute...they seem so soft and to not bother him at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;2.I want one of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-7436971dt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" name="enhShot" src="http://trus.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pTRU1-7436971dt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(to spray off the poo so you don't have to get "down and dirty" like i did tonight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sweet dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-8204379363304840667?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8204379363304840667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/cloth-diapering-day-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8204379363304840667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8204379363304840667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/cloth-diapering-day-1.html' title='Cloth Diapering Day 1'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6259383436029267525</id><published>2011-02-02T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:50:49.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth Diapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am anxious to switch over to cloth diapers. I have to admitt my main motivation behind this is NOT the environment but the money i will save each month...(somewhere just over 30 bucks!) But knowing that my diapers will no longer be clogging up land fills is a great bonus...knowing that i will be scraping POO from the diapers into the toilet is definetly the worst thought about all this but then i just think...30 dollars freed up each month. Worth it to me (not my husband. lets make that clear).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are SOOO many options of cloth diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've narrowed it down to two that i love...that is until i find another that i like...but &lt;a href="http://www.bumgenius.com/one-size-snaps.php"&gt;BumGenius 4.0&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.fuzzibunz.com/one_size_diaper.php"&gt;FuziBunz One size﻿&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was a big Bum Genius fan until tonight. I looked up the Fuzibunz and those would be my top choice now, i think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both are leading brands (go figure, i have to fall in love with the two most expensive) and one diaper us just around 20 dollars each! eek! (a little less if you buy in bulk, but still quite the investment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does anyone have any advice? Has anyone tried cloth diapers? Please let me know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks! Happy Diapering ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6259383436029267525?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6259383436029267525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/cloth-diapers.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6259383436029267525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6259383436029267525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/cloth-diapers.html' title='Cloth Diapers'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6311990380107396916</id><published>2011-01-21T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:06:55.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've thought of just a couple more things to add to my list of ways i want to change my life this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.(start)Work on my &lt;a href="http://lds.org/pa/display/0,17884,6884-1,00.html"&gt;Personal Progress﻿&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Being called to 2nd counsler for the Young Women Program in our church has been great.&amp;nbsp; I love the calling and all that comes with it.&amp;nbsp; I've decided that each Sunday after church i will work on my Personal Progress. I think it will be a great Sunday activity to help keep the spirit and i always have a few free hours. This is something I've been wanting to do for quite a few years and finally have the perfect opprtunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.Index an hour or so each week ('ish) (month? we'll see how it goes).&amp;nbsp; I learned how to &lt;a href="http://indexing.familysearch.org/newuser/nuhome.jsf?3.7.8"&gt;index&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;last night and it's sort of a new (dorky) passion. It's a relaxing thing to do, interesting and fun? (fun being left open to interpretation) But doing family search indexing makes me feel that i'm doing my part to help get names prepared for temple work.&lt;br /&gt;3.Get and frame a picture of the Prophet and his counslers. I was at a friends house last night and they had one in their front room. It really does set such a different feeling. I loved it and am inspired to have the same feeling in my home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Make my husband feel like the luckiest man ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, there you have it. A few more things that will hopefully help shape me into a much better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6311990380107396916?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6311990380107396916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-minute-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6311990380107396916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6311990380107396916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-minute-resolutions.html' title='Last Minute Resolutions'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-3660161210718057030</id><published>2011-01-18T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:49:23.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of SUMMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weather is such a tease...it went from snow flurrys to 86(yesterday).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is it that i wake up WAY more happy and motivated and energized when it's simply sunny and warm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've ran to the park to play and have a picnic, finally took down our garden(it was all decaying and growing weeds-yes the garden from last summer), washed my car inside and out, rode bikes on the street, played chalk in the driveway...and this was all in the past two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are TONS of pictures from my lastest "non-blogging" spell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[bag head braden on christmas morning]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM1-JW7pI/AAAAAAAABfU/DIZ5wFSdP2A/s1600/Braden+in+bag.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM1-JW7pI/AAAAAAAABfU/DIZ5wFSdP2A/s320/Braden+in+bag.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Riley, happy as can be. Christmas morning]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM5jFCZWI/AAAAAAAABfY/K0q4VX8US0I/s1600/christmas+morning+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM5jFCZWI/AAAAAAAABfY/K0q4VX8US0I/s320/christmas+morning+%25283%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[That's my boy. Cheering on Riley trying her new scooter]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM-QTRQ-I/AAAAAAAABfc/PLRJCZxCEL8/s1600/christmas+morning+%25289%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM-QTRQ-I/AAAAAAAABfc/PLRJCZxCEL8/s320/christmas+morning+%25289%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[B-man's newest trick. Tell him "crazy eyes" and he gives you this look. He LOVES if you knit your eye brows together like you are super angry at him and he does the same thing back]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNIIWcG0I/AAAAAAAABfg/7JOKCIxc5RY/s1600/crazy+eyes.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNIIWcG0I/AAAAAAAABfg/7JOKCIxc5RY/s320/crazy+eyes.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[My dad and his wife came a few days after Christmas to hang out]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNLl2RTMI/AAAAAAAABfk/Z2lOw5xjb_o/s1600/dad.judi.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNLl2RTMI/AAAAAAAABfk/Z2lOw5xjb_o/s320/dad.judi.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Girl's night.(dress up,&amp;nbsp;doing real make-up, getting their hair styled, jumping on the couch, and playing mommy)&amp;nbsp;Morgan-Riley-Madylin. I hope they stay close growing up]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNUEXbrqI/AAAAAAAABfo/y8_r2vS2xWg/s1600/girl%2527s+night+%25287%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNUEXbrqI/AAAAAAAABfo/y8_r2vS2xWg/s320/girl%2527s+night+%25287%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Riley is good to go. All strapped in for a ride around the block in my step dad's VW Thing]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNXx7K52I/AAAAAAAABfs/jdittRY5I5M/s1600/VWthing.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNXx7K52I/AAAAAAAABfs/jdittRY5I5M/s320/VWthing.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Getting ready to go]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNpMT-BWI/AAAAAAAABfw/XmssS8yCe8k/s1600/VWthing+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNpMT-BWI/AAAAAAAABfw/XmssS8yCe8k/s320/VWthing+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Visit with Carrie]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNrDQLogI/AAAAAAAABf0/oNfd1AtQRns/s1600/carrie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNrDQLogI/AAAAAAAABf0/oNfd1AtQRns/s320/carrie.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[First day in primary! Can you believe it, i still am confused walking her there instead of nursery on Sundays]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNvR08uoI/AAAAAAAABf4/d4mcCdRC53g/s1600/First+day+of+primary.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYNvR08uoI/AAAAAAAABf4/d4mcCdRC53g/s320/First+day+of+primary.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Visit to Great grandma Ruth's. Braden learns to put olives on his fingers. Priceless]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYN55xUBnI/AAAAAAAABf8/vgDTIDKMI5M/s1600/gma+ruths.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYN55xUBnI/AAAAAAAABf8/vgDTIDKMI5M/s320/gma+ruths.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Part of my cleaning binge]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOKkD44vI/AAAAAAAABgA/VYabjfXu1GA/s1600/mopping.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOKkD44vI/AAAAAAAABgA/VYabjfXu1GA/s320/mopping.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Watching&amp;nbsp;"dispicable me" cuddling on the couch]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOTIrHT0I/AAAAAAAABgE/-O-FUYKWcVw/s1600/Riley.Morgan.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOTIrHT0I/AAAAAAAABgE/-O-FUYKWcVw/s320/Riley.Morgan.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Being goofy at dinner. He just figured out how to shut his eyes on purpose...it's still hard for him and funny for us to watch]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOZ6x7FAI/AAAAAAAABgI/eUysqB2qpjw/s1600/silly+at+dinner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOZ6x7FAI/AAAAAAAABgI/eUysqB2qpjw/s320/silly+at+dinner.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Trip to the snow]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOl0g5zTI/AAAAAAAABgM/Xrj5_yzrPu0/s1600/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOl0g5zTI/AAAAAAAABgM/Xrj5_yzrPu0/s320/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Braden's first time in the snow, he LOVED it!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOpS7DPNI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Q2tJ26ejnBg/s1600/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOpS7DPNI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Q2tJ26ejnBg/s320/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time+%25283%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[We parked at a turn out and sled most of the time. Riley refused at first, i forced her to go once and she couldn't stop]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOuEJ_r-I/AAAAAAAABgU/vnRlZmo-Ntk/s1600/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time+%25289%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOuEJ_r-I/AAAAAAAABgU/vnRlZmo-Ntk/s320/sledding.braden%2527s+first+time+%25289%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Braden's first time falling asleep at lunch...had to get that on camera!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOxpsN08I/AAAAAAAABgY/BkASFg1yUoI/s1600/sleepeating.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYOxpsN08I/AAAAAAAABgY/BkASFg1yUoI/s320/sleepeating.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿We really are alive...the rain just slows me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy your week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-3660161210718057030?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3660161210718057030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/taste-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3660161210718057030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/3660161210718057030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/taste-of-summer.html' title='Taste of SUMMER'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TTYM1-JW7pI/AAAAAAAABfU/DIZ5wFSdP2A/s72-c/Braden+in+bag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4343211259417467308</id><published>2011-01-15T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:47:25.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NieNie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read the NienieDialogues everyday. My sister inlaw introduced me to this blog and at first i read out of curiosity.&amp;nbsp;Stepha&lt;strong&gt;nie&lt;/strong&gt; and her husband were in a tragic private airplane crash which resulted in major burns (covering over 80% of her body).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As i read more and more of her blog i became hooked. Then i went through a couple days of&amp;nbsp; "why should i read her blog? I don't know her, i dont' know anyone who actually knows her. Her story is amazing, but i've read that already..."&amp;nbsp; After a 3day brea from her blog i knew i had to go back for more. Nienie dialogues is simply uplifting. She has such a great perspective on life, she is fun and cute and still has&amp;nbsp;a striking beauty to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had never actually had a dream of her. Then i read on my friend's blog that she has dreamed of her several times. About a month after reading that i had my first dream (wierd i know-i woke up like...what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, josh the kids and Stephanie and her youngest son (nicolas i think) were thrown right into the middle of the book i was reading at that point (about the holocaust too, more of a nightmare)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then a week later i had another dream about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was out walking around somewhere with josh and Stepanie and a few of her friends or family were walking behind me...i was like a crazed fan "hi! i know you, i read your blog. You're beautiful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suggest you check out &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;the blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;she obviously has impacted my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s.i'm back. i have much to blog after my long break (what it came down to is that my house was DISGUSTING by my standards, dirty and unorganized..i spent a few days straight cleaning, scrubing, washing, folding, dusting etc. i'm back in business)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4343211259417467308?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4343211259417467308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/nienie.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4343211259417467308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4343211259417467308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/nienie.html' title='NieNie'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7287902467368736026</id><published>2011-01-01T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:05:45.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the new year, i love making resolutions...i love anytime i can make a list of, farely, short term goals and have the chance to cross them off that list...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My resolutions for 2011:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Write to my brother inlaw 2xmonth (leaving to serve a mission in Texas soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Write to my Grandma Ruth 2xmonth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Complete part of Personal Progress for Young Women's by reading a chapter a day in the Book of Mormon (finishing it sometime by Thanksgiving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep running. Thanks in large part to my cousin and running buddy i haven't quit this winter like i usually do. Instead we brave the 40degree weather and we "just do it". I gotta take a picture, we run in head warmer things and gloves (and i still wear shorts-just cant bear to run in pants for some reason) i'm sure we look a little goofy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be a better mom(i.e.have MORE patience)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get the top of my kitchen cupboards decorated...that dreaded space that is so hard to fill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep on with the Fisher Food Storage Plan i made up and started two months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;Our church &lt;/a&gt;talks A LOT about getting a good food storage going in your home and lately i really decided to listen to this and do something about it. There are many ways you can build a food storage and i finally found something that really works for us. I'll share it incase you want to adopt it and try it out this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each month i simply write a "food storage goal" at the top of my calendar.&amp;nbsp;Next to it i write "completed"&amp;nbsp;and write down everything i bought. Sometimes&amp;nbsp;i buy things (like an extra gallon of water) that wasn't on the list, so i write it&amp;nbsp;there as well.&amp;nbsp;It's something i have planned out a few months in advance so that i feel like i'm not focusing too much on one item and if a disaster stuck we'd atleast have a little of everything right off the bat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nov2010&lt;/strong&gt;-50cans (i completed this by picking up whatever cans were on sale and whatever we like to eat or would use. refired beans, all dif veggies, a few fruits etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec2010&lt;/strong&gt;-72hour kits for each of us (josh, jessica riley and braden)-this one is tough but i feel the most important to start off. We can now survive in decent shape 3 days if we had to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan2011-&lt;/strong&gt;Baking goods (flour, sugar, salt, veg oil, powdered milk, etc.) AND 10-20 cans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feb2011-&lt;/strong&gt;BIG first aid kit, 4gallons of&amp;nbsp;Water, 5 boxes(crackers etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March2011-&lt;/strong&gt;canned meats(chicken, tuna, beef)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April2011-&lt;/strong&gt;Toiletries(t.p.,baby wipes, dish&amp;nbsp;soap, laundry detergent, body wash,&amp;nbsp;face wash, toothpaste tampons(imagine being&amp;nbsp;in a disaster w/o those!)&amp;nbsp;AND 10cans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all i have mapped out so far. I think at that point i can re-assess and see what we need, where we need to add to etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all have fun making and keeping new resolutions as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7287902467368736026?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7287902467368736026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7287902467368736026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7287902467368736026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5065412613112363464</id><published>2010-12-22T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:09:26.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't posted in awhile because i thought i didn't have anything blog worthy to share...boy was i wrong! look what i found when i uploaded pictures from my camera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A trip to San Diego...the kids and I stopped at the beach to take a stroll...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyQs7FsLI/AAAAAAAABeA/krd-xi01TT0/s1600/walk+on+the+beach+%252811%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyQs7FsLI/AAAAAAAABeA/krd-xi01TT0/s320/walk+on+the+beach+%252811%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyWfKkheI/AAAAAAAABeE/js6nOVgBNb4/s1600/walk+on+the+beach+%252812%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyWfKkheI/AAAAAAAABeE/js6nOVgBNb4/s320/walk+on+the+beach+%252812%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJya-PuKYI/AAAAAAAABeI/U9vxooNKJtg/s1600/walk+on+the+beach+%252814%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJya-PuKYI/AAAAAAAABeI/U9vxooNKJtg/s320/walk+on+the+beach+%252814%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyggRrzcI/AAAAAAAABeM/5EGPIp44F-A/s1600/walk+on+the+beach+%252815%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyggRrzcI/AAAAAAAABeM/5EGPIp44F-A/s320/walk+on+the+beach+%252815%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyuKbvFqI/AAAAAAAABeQ/va4tgYgTkWQ/s1600/walk+on+the+beach+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyuKbvFqI/AAAAAAAABeQ/va4tgYgTkWQ/s320/walk+on+the+beach+%25283%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was a COMPLETE doofus (spelling?) and decided to take the kids pictures as we rushed out the door for church... they came out OK for Braden just waking up and Riley hateing the camera...but did i think to take them infront of our tree that was about 20ft behind me? NO. dumb dumb dumb...we will be re-doing these infront of the TREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyw1YO-xI/AAAAAAAABeU/EHrhRcJnQQU/s1600/christmas+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyw1YO-xI/AAAAAAAABeU/EHrhRcJnQQU/s320/christmas+%25283%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJy4gbgTPI/AAAAAAAABeY/gKQ4PhbZaCs/s1600/christmas+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJy4gbgTPI/AAAAAAAABeY/gKQ4PhbZaCs/s320/christmas+%25284%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you know Riley, then you know she is into anything that she associates with being a princess. Whether it's the color pink, long hair, a dress that "spins", or a dress that touches the ground when you walk. Well we can add curly hair the list, she will sit patiently and let me curl her hair into ringlets, so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzJeF_CSI/AAAAAAAABec/VnOqJByQwBM/s1600/christmas+%25287%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzJeF_CSI/AAAAAAAABec/VnOqJByQwBM/s320/christmas+%25287%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzMOnWStI/AAAAAAAABeg/GsqUfV0AGKQ/s1600/christmas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzMOnWStI/AAAAAAAABeg/GsqUfV0AGKQ/s320/christmas.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I watched the meteor shower that we won't be blessed with again until 2014 from atop josh's truck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzRmaSsYI/AAAAAAAABek/g5maO_VDdPM/s1600/meteor+shower+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzRmaSsYI/AAAAAAAABek/g5maO_VDdPM/s320/meteor+shower+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And today, i let the kids play in the never ending rain. There was nothing left to do but play in the rain that has decided it's here to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzXkCjU_I/AAAAAAAABeo/TNF9CVKe4Uo/s1600/playing+in+the+rain.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzXkCjU_I/AAAAAAAABeo/TNF9CVKe4Uo/s320/playing+in+the+rain.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Braden took it like a man...he was in his sister's rain jacket and rain boots (pink soles with polka dots)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzfi95XQI/AAAAAAAABes/YB82atnL-j8/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzfi95XQI/AAAAAAAABes/YB82atnL-j8/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%25282%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not to mention the boots are a few sizes too big and he kept falling...he made the most of those falls and splashed in the puddles with his hands until i helped him up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzulJy9XI/AAAAAAAABew/EK0J5Wy5Cp8/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJzulJy9XI/AAAAAAAABew/EK0J5Wy5Cp8/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%25283%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz0U46-9I/AAAAAAAABe0/khOhKt0hguY/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%25285%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz0U46-9I/AAAAAAAABe0/khOhKt0hguY/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%25285%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz5ak3wTI/AAAAAAAABe4/LjThcb8n0Ow/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%25287%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz5ak3wTI/AAAAAAAABe4/LjThcb8n0Ow/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%25287%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I tried desparetly to get a picture of riley in the air facing me...wasn't meant to be i guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz-akRMeI/AAAAAAAABe8/VSyYDJiCf0k/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%25289%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJz-akRMeI/AAAAAAAABe8/VSyYDJiCf0k/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%25289%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJ0EIwPUaI/AAAAAAAABfA/yYf7in1R2DI/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%252816%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJ0EIwPUaI/AAAAAAAABfA/yYf7in1R2DI/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%252816%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Riley found a "nice snake" and she even held it...that's my girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJ0ItHe5sI/AAAAAAAABfE/niZVERb_d-Y/s1600/playing+in+the+rain+%252817%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJ0ItHe5sI/AAAAAAAABfE/niZVERb_d-Y/s320/playing+in+the+rain+%252817%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you are all enjoying the rain the best you can.&amp;nbsp; Santa is coming soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our family wishes you a very merry Christmas. We hope you are blessed with loads of family time and safe travels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5065412613112363464?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5065412613112363464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5065412613112363464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5065412613112363464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TRJyQs7FsLI/AAAAAAAABeA/krd-xi01TT0/s72-c/walk+on+the+beach+%252811%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4612773787624691896</id><published>2010-12-16T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:10:50.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one nap...so nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been wondering when Braden (if ever) will go down to just one nap a day...he is tired by about 9:15am i can barely hold him to 10am most days before he goes down for his first nap...I feel like i never can get things done outside of the house. It's always either meal time, nap time or time where i feel my kids need to be playing not sitting in the car (somedays they just have to)...So, today i decided to go back to "Library Time". We haven't been there since Braden was about 4months old i think! I figured this way he would be distracted and wouldn't need that first nap... Riley was SO excited to go back and frankly, so was i, i love lirbrary time. Ms. Nancy is the lady who runs it and she is the best there could ever be for the job. She is so organized, thoughtful and so silly! She dances and sings and reads books with tons of emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our tiral day and it went great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids had breakfast, got dressed and off we were to run errand number one by 9:30 in the morning! We dropped some stuff off at the D.I. and then headed to Library. It ended about 11:30 (i got to get a couple good books-i'm SO excited to dive into them today!) and then home for lunch!&amp;nbsp; Braden was a little too tired to do a great job on his lunch but he is down for his one and only (keep your fingers crossed) nap of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish us luck :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4612773787624691896?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4612773787624691896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-napso-nice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4612773787624691896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4612773787624691896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-napso-nice.html' title='one nap...so nice!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6992869853054397807</id><published>2010-12-09T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:59:35.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mouse in the House!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cruel or HILARIOUS-you be the judge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh would vote more for the cruel side and i'm team captain for HILARIOUS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87c3529c41a38916" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87c3529c41a38916%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086097%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D668ADA59C51148AFA568D4836816FA82E9B06C48.65EE480AC0C7B55C1CC4877E0E54867EAD79E36B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87c3529c41a38916%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9xgrPyg4BOevvx4pVyFz_AdqQKc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87c3529c41a38916%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086097%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D668ADA59C51148AFA568D4836816FA82E9B06C48.65EE480AC0C7B55C1CC4877E0E54867EAD79E36B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87c3529c41a38916%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9xgrPyg4BOevvx4pVyFz_AdqQKc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend made these cookies that looked like mice and the minute i saw them i knew i had to trick someone...poor riley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6992869853054397807?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6992869853054397807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/mouse-in-house.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6992869853054397807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6992869853054397807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/12/mouse-in-house.html' title='A Mouse in the House!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4700658192986914258</id><published>2010-11-27T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T09:00:25.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving (and things)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving was a perfect day! I started off the morning by making chocolate waffles with my sister in-law Lisa(our new&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving morn. tradition while the guys&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;playing football)&amp;nbsp;and my friend Emily and all of our kids (6total).&amp;nbsp; It was quite delicious, complete with whip cream on top (we did have some fruit too to balance things out, hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then off to Josh's mom and dad's for a Thanksgiving feast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a lot of fun, the kids ran wild while the adults prepared the food. We did take a few moments to play this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You get four people inside this stretchy material...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwXW-gnsI/AAAAAAAABcY/DEc6YpBs8sA/s1600/DSC06380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwXW-gnsI/AAAAAAAABcY/DEc6YpBs8sA/s320/DSC06380.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you pulllllll back....two people(across frome eachother, run and exchange places, pullllling back again...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwaZv-14I/AAAAAAAABcc/-z519vnGbZw/s1600/DSC06381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwaZv-14I/AAAAAAAABcc/-z519vnGbZw/s320/DSC06381.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sling shotting the other two across...fun fun fun...we even took riley and braden in-holding them-and went a little slower of course, they had blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwcuP9LbI/AAAAAAAABcg/qr_cXrUmljs/s1600/DSC06382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwcuP9LbI/AAAAAAAABcg/qr_cXrUmljs/s320/DSC06382.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The funny part is usually when someone gets tripped up on their own feet from running so fast and spinning around, they fall, taking the rest of the people down with them...hehe i promise it's funny...happy to report no blood or broken bones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwkrMG4yI/AAAAAAAABck/0NXlJXkvPHM/s1600/DSC06383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwkrMG4yI/AAAAAAAABck/0NXlJXkvPHM/s320/DSC06383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the dutch oven KING....seriously. Josh's dad has countless dutch ovens&amp;nbsp;and the knowledge to use them. He cooked the turkey in this one and it was D.LICIOUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwnhkcJoI/AAAAAAAABco/oG-Z1MsaAG4/s1600/DSC06384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwnhkcJoI/AAAAAAAABco/oG-Z1MsaAG4/s320/DSC06384.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A little photo op before we left home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw1JY7JUI/AAAAAAAABcs/NDx-jIDcWRo/s1600/Thanksgiving+Day.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw1JY7JUI/AAAAAAAABcs/NDx-jIDcWRo/s320/Thanksgiving+Day.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw28oJcBI/AAAAAAAABcw/a8gaHvNZSDI/s1600/Thanksgiving+Day+%25286%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw28oJcBI/AAAAAAAABcw/a8gaHvNZSDI/s320/Thanksgiving+Day+%25286%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where the "and things" comes in on my title of this post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found a new hair blog and have been doing riley's hair all sorts of crazy lately...not saying they are that cute, mostly like "woah" but some cute...im&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;stretching my french braiding fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;so to speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw5_veLSI/AAAAAAAABc0/SeAPB9xY84g/s1600/hair+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw5_veLSI/AAAAAAAABc0/SeAPB9xY84g/s320/hair+%25283%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden's first icecream cone of his very own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw7_VI3rI/AAAAAAAABc4/wKpsqYJexSw/s1600/First+icecream+cone.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw7_VI3rI/AAAAAAAABc4/wKpsqYJexSw/s320/First+icecream+cone.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little man before church on sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw9gCqRmI/AAAAAAAABc8/bcOLBpDTcYE/s1600/sunday+attire+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw9gCqRmI/AAAAAAAABc8/bcOLBpDTcYE/s320/sunday+attire+%25282%2529.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley working on her work book...she has been SO into writing her letters, she can do a capital A,R,H,lowercase i and j, T,L,C,O,P,E,andY im so proud of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw_9-G7oI/AAAAAAAABdA/1hrCs2H2YLk/s1600/work+book.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEw_9-G7oI/AAAAAAAABdA/1hrCs2H2YLk/s320/work+book.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And braden using a fork...i have a video clip but it was lost in a drastic memory card download fiasco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He speared the hotdog with his fork then took it off with his other hand and ate it...he's gettin' there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPExDBPx-SI/AAAAAAAABdE/AqVkDc2TYeI/s1600/Using+a+fork.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPExDBPx-SI/AAAAAAAABdE/AqVkDc2TYeI/s320/Using+a+fork.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone was able to find a good deal or two on black friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4700658192986914258?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4700658192986914258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-and-things.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4700658192986914258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4700658192986914258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-and-things.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving (and things)'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TPEwXW-gnsI/AAAAAAAABcY/DEc6YpBs8sA/s72-c/DSC06380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2584301101676159166</id><published>2010-11-24T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T16:44:59.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy, pretty quick and YUMMY dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spanish Rice Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 box spanish "rice a roni"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 tablespoons butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.5 cups hot water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 can (16 oz) tomatoes cut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1lb ground beef made with taco seasoning or you can use chilli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 can corn (12oz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 can olives (3.25oz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 cups (12oz) cheddar cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 cups corn chips (fritos, etc)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Saute rice with butter until golden brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Add hot water, flavor packet and tomatoes, cover and simmer about 15min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-brown beef, drain add taco seasoning (see instructions on seasoning packet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-combine rice, beef, corn, olives, dash of pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-stir in 2 cups cheese and 2 cups corn chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-pu in 9x13 pan top with remaining cheese and chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-bake at 400 for 15min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YUM! Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2584301101676159166?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2584301101676159166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/easy-farely-quick-and-yummy-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2584301101676159166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2584301101676159166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/easy-farely-quick-and-yummy-dinner.html' title='Easy, pretty quick and YUMMY dinner'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7358630322540732383</id><published>2010-11-22T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:23:54.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The day started off "early" with Braden waking up at about 6:30 but luckily he laid in bed with us for a little mostly hitting just Josh in the face...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then door stairs for breakfast&amp;nbsp; The kids ate as they listened to church music (Book of Mormon Stories is one of Riley's favorite songs right now) and i started cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We all played and cleaned until Braden's first nap...they were being so good i was able to "deep clean upstairs and down in about 2hours! They even both got a bath before Braden's first nap!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Riley and I bonded a little over some ABC games online while we waited for B.man to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lunch, play time...Riley's nap...I let Braden have a few M&amp;amp;M's after lunch and he screamed when they were all gone...that kid loves his sweets!&amp;nbsp; Braden and I just played until his second nap. He is so funny these days. He is understanding a lot-doesn't mean he'll do what you want him to. We have a bin in the kithen for coke cans/water bottles and he loves to get them out. When we tell him to put them back he walks towards it then screeches (another FAVE... lately) and shakes his head no and walks the opposit way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Braden finally says "up" on his own, not just when we remind him, and that is SO helpful!&amp;nbsp; He is also saying down and help when we tell him to...not very clear-one of those times when only the parents can understand it i think.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A little side note. Braden shakes his head "no" when we tell him to sign "more" but i got him to sign "candy" today...haha that tells you something!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Both took pretty good naps so i got that lovely "quiet time" and got a few things done and was refreshed when they woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Overall just a happy day. Some days i feel like we struggle all day long just to be happy and today it came so easy. Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7358630322540732383?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7358630322540732383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7358630322540732383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7358630322540732383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4744675941803932628</id><published>2010-11-09T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:13:24.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Thanksgiving right around the corner I thought I'd post 4 delicious mouth watering recipes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;tasted them all and have made two of them myself. You will not be sorry you made and ate these until you step on the scale (just a &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;warning)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;Yummy Pumpkin Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(this one is actually from allrecipes.com (Pumpkin Bread IV)&amp;nbsp;with one little adjustment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Original Recipe Yield 3 - 9x5 inch loaves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups canned pumpkin puree&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;4 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs&lt;br /&gt;4 3/4 cups all-purpose flour&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;(the bread i tasted subbed 1/2 of flour for&amp;nbsp;oat flour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons ground nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;*mini chocolate chips(add&amp;nbsp;as many of these&amp;nbsp;in if you'd like...i'd highly recommend it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour three 9x5 inch loaf pans. &lt;br /&gt;2.In a large bowl, mix together the pumpkin, oil, sugar, and eggs. Combine the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves; stir into the pumpkin mixture until well blended. Divide the batter evenly between the prepared pans. &lt;br /&gt;3.Bake in preheated oven for 45 minutes to 1 hour. The top of the loaf should spring back when lightly pressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;Pumpkin Spice Bread with Brown Butter Frosti﻿ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yields 2, 8in.&amp;nbsp;loaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 spice cake mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 large package instant vanilla pudding (5.1ounce)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;/div&gt;1/2 cup oil&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 cup pumpkin (100% pure pumpkin)&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;1&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;Mix all ingredients together. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2.Pour into 2 -8in loaf pans (9in also works or 4 mini loafs) *be sure to spray pans before!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3.Bake at 350 for 40min or until toothpick comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4. Frost when cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brown Butter Frosting:&lt;/strong&gt; (a must do-wont be the same w/o it)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 cup butter browned: in a sauce pan, let butter cook on LOW heat, stirring constantly until butter BARELY turns brown. Take off heat IMMEDIATLY.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Then add to butter:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 2 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 2 table spoons water&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mix well and pour over the tops of the bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;"Charlyn's French Bread"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is SO easy to make, tastes great and makes a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dissolve in small bowl:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 tablespoons yeast(i always use 3-5 tablespoons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 tsp. sugar﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;if you've never dealt with yeast before, ask someone or google it so you don't kill your yeast. (my "secret" trick is to measure out the yeast and set aside, run tap water until it's how you'd like your bath,- realllllllyyy warm but not "hot"-this is the trickiest part- i test on the inside of my wrist. Take 1/2cup of that realllllyy warm water put in the small bowl and immediatly add yeast that you set aside. i'd do about 1tablespoon of sugar and wait 5-10 min) if the yeast was killed nothing will grow in the bowl and you have to start over, but if you did the water temp. just right you will see the yeast start to grow and you can continue on with the recipe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Large bowl combine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups hot water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 tablespoons sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tablespoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 cup oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-mix well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Add to the mixture:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;3 cups flour and mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-yeast mixture from the small bowl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Add 2-3 cups more flour (i always need 3) and mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Leave in bowl and let rise for 1hour mixing a few strokes every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Divide dough into 2-3 pieces (depeneds how long you want your french bread roll)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Roll out each onto a floured surface into the length desired, then roll of lenthwise like a jelly roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Put on greased cookie sheet, sealed side down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Slash top of dough diagonally with knife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Brust with egg white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Let rise 30min. more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Bake at 400 for 25min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but certainly not least-as you will need this to have something to dip that french bread into:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Mimi's Santa Fe Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 lb. ground beef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 lb. valveeta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 onion &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;i of course would chop this SUPER fine so there is no chance of feeling an onion in my mouth.but that's just me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 can diced tomatoes with chilis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 can pinto beans with jalepenos &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;(these make the soup pretty spicy, so be sure to sub out if you or the kids don't want that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 can corn &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;***i was not told what size cans to use, i would guess a 15 oz can.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Saute onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Brown mean, drain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Mix all together, warm and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;***a crock pot works really well for this! Remember the cheese needs to melt, so allow enough time for the "warming" part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving and that these recipes help to kick off the season...Let me know if you tried any and what you think! Feel free to drop some off at my house too! (wink wink, but really you can if you want, ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4744675941803932628?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4744675941803932628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-recipes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4744675941803932628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4744675941803932628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-recipes.html' title='Fall Recipes'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2328350306911513965</id><published>2010-10-31T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T11:14:07.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our cousin Katie had the great idea to be from the 50's this halloween with all 3 of our families (Me, Josh and the kids. Katie, Russel and their 3 kids, and Lisa, Ben and their son-group picture coming soon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys were "greasers" and the girls all wore&amp;nbsp;poodle skirts (katie made the 3 little girls' ones, and they are ADORABLE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our ward did a "trunk or treat" the night before halloween and i had the idea of decorating our trunk like a 50's diner and serving rootbeer floats instead of passing out candy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Family pictures in front of our Juke Box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pZTlLWNI/AAAAAAAABa4/6q_K8hB5HQQ/s1600/Halloween+(15).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pZTlLWNI/AAAAAAAABa4/6q_K8hB5HQQ/s320/Halloween+(15).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The little girls...morgan was striking some great poses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o0p-qCqI/AAAAAAAABas/i1ioRfVxTAo/s1600/Halloween+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o0p-qCqI/AAAAAAAABas/i1ioRfVxTAo/s320/Halloween+(3).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little greaser! Check out the high top converse...(maybe my best garage sale find?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o5djsJXI/AAAAAAAABaw/E8bKL02Ok6Y/s1600/Halloween+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o5djsJXI/AAAAAAAABaw/E8bKL02Ok6Y/s320/Halloween+(5).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o8cVKh6I/AAAAAAAABa0/NnsntF7phLE/s1600/Halloween+(7).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2o8cVKh6I/AAAAAAAABa0/NnsntF7phLE/s320/Halloween+(7).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley won't take pictures lately so this is the best one i got of her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pkXL_gcI/AAAAAAAABbA/L_g5nDY4HqY/s1600/Halloween+(19).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pkXL_gcI/AAAAAAAABbA/L_g5nDY4HqY/s320/Halloween+(19).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting set up for the trunk or treat...we had 50's music playing as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pfv7hD4I/AAAAAAAABa8/x1OB8PpeqvM/s1600/Halloween+(18).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2pfv7hD4I/AAAAAAAABa8/x1OB8PpeqvM/s320/Halloween+(18).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Serving our rootbeer floats...Katie(in yellow) and I scooped, Lisa (in maroon) filled with rootbeer and stuck a straw in...The line was never ending, i hardly got a chance to look up at who i was serving! It was so fun and crazy, we all did what we could during the crazy moments, Katie and I ended up pooring rootbeer and scooping while Lisa pleased the customers, cleaned up our messes, fetched more cups etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had 3 gallon buckets of icecream and 21 liters of rootbeer! The icecream ran out after about&amp;nbsp;200 people&amp;nbsp;so we turned it into a "soda bar" and served rootbeer...We had a BLAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2po1SI7UI/AAAAAAAABbE/Uekv3xKHwKQ/s1600/Halloween+(24).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2po1SI7UI/AAAAAAAABbE/Uekv3xKHwKQ/s320/Halloween+(24).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our cherished Juke Box...we worked on this bad boy for over 4 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took a LOT of glitter, some glue, 3brains and a lot of LAUGHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lisa had such a good idea to play with the titles of the song choices on the juke box to go with our kids' names...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nathan&lt;/em&gt; Angel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wake up Little &lt;em&gt;Mady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morgan &lt;/em&gt;Sue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke&lt;/em&gt; Potion #9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rockin' &lt;em&gt;Riley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden&lt;/em&gt; B. Goode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;LOVE these girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2qJ-V8CBI/AAAAAAAABbI/WIbeSg_d-vg/s1600/Halloween.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TM2qJ-V8CBI/AAAAAAAABbI/WIbeSg_d-vg/s320/Halloween.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj48ARJZQI/AAAAAAAABZk/8wwu5R_GgDM/s1600/Jeff+bday+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj48ARJZQI/AAAAAAAABZk/8wwu5R_GgDM/s320/Jeff+bday+(2).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5cSkcawI/AAAAAAAABZo/Q11BxLo953I/s1600/Jeff+bday+(9).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5cSkcawI/AAAAAAAABZo/Q11BxLo953I/s320/Jeff+bday+(9).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Helping me bake french bread (thanks Charlyn again for that recipe...SO good, i'll repost it for the rest of you soon!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5uD81XBI/AAAAAAAABZs/wsHU1a256G4/s1600/baking+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5uD81XBI/AAAAAAAABZs/wsHU1a256G4/s320/baking+(3).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley, Braden and I went to the pumpkin patch with Riley's preschool co-op. We had a great time...Braden was the only one wanting to pose for pictures. He was SO excited and kept saying "ball!&amp;nbsp; ball!" pointing at all the pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5yuDx_gI/AAAAAAAABZw/DW3qFPGglz4/s1600/Pumpkin+patch+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj5yuDx_gI/AAAAAAAABZw/DW3qFPGglz4/s320/Pumpkin+patch+(2).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley finally was posing for me because she got to sit on the bail of hay and of course Braden reached up to pinch her throat off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj57vkDFLI/AAAAAAAABZ0/0dw61V3u1dc/s1600/Pumpkin+patch+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj57vkDFLI/AAAAAAAABZ0/0dw61V3u1dc/s320/Pumpkin+patch+(5).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bribed her somehow to take this super cheese picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6HnP2lgI/AAAAAAAABZ4/qFFwYqtnMYc/s1600/Pumpkin+patch+(11).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6HnP2lgI/AAAAAAAABZ4/qFFwYqtnMYc/s320/Pumpkin+patch+(11).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you belive the size of this pumpkin, i'm so growing them in my back yard next year...i would love to grow a freakishly large one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6NXXFdkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/4REdcGefWpI/s320/Pumpkin+patch+(16).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley's class: (from the left: Madylin, Morgan, Riley, Case and Caiden) Yes that is the best picture i got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6RVjatmI/AAAAAAAABaA/gCYK0fsuqmM/s1600/Pumpkin+patch+(21).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6RVjatmI/AAAAAAAABaA/gCYK0fsuqmM/s320/Pumpkin+patch+(21).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple more "firsts for Braden"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His leg fell asleep and he was "laugh-crying" we could not get him to stand up to brush him off after dinner and josh finally figured out his leg was asleep, SO FUNNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6yq0t_-I/AAAAAAAABaM/aEhX-yNTclc/s1600/Leg+Fell+asleep.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6yq0t_-I/AAAAAAAABaM/aEhX-yNTclc/s320/Leg+Fell+asleep.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peanut Butter! His dr (who is great) was fine with him having it at a year...he didn't LOVE it but didn't hate it, it was what it was...nice to have something else to feed him now though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj63kqVMBI/AAAAAAAABaQ/UK4W9IDmZ-Q/s1600/first+time+with+peanut+butter+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj63kqVMBI/AAAAAAAABaQ/UK4W9IDmZ-Q/s320/first+time+with+peanut+butter+(2).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw on my friend's blog how she did puppets with her daughter one day just for fun so i decided to try, riley and i had a blast...we cut out construction paper eyes,eye lashes even,&amp;nbsp;nose, ears tongue and lips oh and teeth-riley's favorite part-then we curled ribbon for the hair and glued it on, the dress is HIDEOUS but that is my fault...after 45min of being creative my juices ran out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I almost forgot, the reason for her face. I wanted her to hold the puppet up and smile at the camera. She is still working on coordinating all that i think, but it results in a hilarious picture for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj67tJVCqI/AAAAAAAABaU/w_wYw3CuaGk/s1600/Puppet+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj67tJVCqI/AAAAAAAABaU/w_wYw3CuaGk/s320/Puppet+(2).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got out our Nintendo, Riley played her first game of Duck Hunt and actually beat me...what the heck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7JQKwNKI/AAAAAAAABaY/bMFgi8V3-2M/s1600/Nintendo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7JQKwNKI/AAAAAAAABaY/bMFgi8V3-2M/s320/Nintendo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley turned 3! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We invited all of senior primary to come and the kids that showed had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They played in her bounce house, tents/tunnels, took turns beating up an impossible pinata and ate a "horse" cake (riley's request) I can't believe my baby girl is 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6jXTkFEI/AAAAAAAABaE/CB4kz-Nk0ks/s1600/Riley+3rd+birthday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6jXTkFEI/AAAAAAAABaE/CB4kz-Nk0ks/s320/Riley+3rd+birthday.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden being a boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6n2evhHI/AAAAAAAABaI/dIiTK8Hu6Pg/s1600/All+boy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj6n2evhHI/AAAAAAAABaI/dIiTK8Hu6Pg/s320/All+boy.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7VYC7DsI/AAAAAAAABag/yPm-F2veHZY/s1600/tonka.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7VYC7DsI/AAAAAAAABag/yPm-F2veHZY/s320/tonka.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he FINALLY learned to clap...really don't most kids come out of the womb clapping? well my little goob figured it out just around 12months﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7Pg5HMJI/AAAAAAAABac/K0UlXf2Igzg/s1600/clapping+finally+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj7Pg5HMJI/AAAAAAAABac/K0UlXf2Igzg/s320/clapping+finally+(2).JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't you see why i Live for them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-8487340289919454437?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8487340289919454437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-live-for-them.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8487340289919454437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8487340289919454437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-live-for-them.html' title='I Live For Them'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TMj48ARJZQI/AAAAAAAABZk/8wwu5R_GgDM/s72-c/Jeff+bday+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5435497015023733949</id><published>2010-10-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:29:49.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I must be getting old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...or something. I am LOVING this weather. what?! did I just say that? i usually dread the cold days and live outside during the hot Hot HOT days...but seriously it's been so pretty around here with all the storm clouds, rain pouring outside and hearing the thunder just does something to you. Makes me want to curl up by a window and read my book (but we all know how that goes when you have kids).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of books. "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" by Stieg Larsson will suck you in (after pg.92-slow.rough start) no matter how many kids you have fighting for your attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And...drum roll please...Braden is walking! He still crawls but walks most of the time now, i officially have a toddler on my hands again...he is quite wobbly and cute to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5435497015023733949?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5435497015023733949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-must-be-getting-old.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5435497015023733949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5435497015023733949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-must-be-getting-old.html' title='I must be getting old...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6246869883783723063</id><published>2010-10-07T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T10:47:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more from the 3 WHOLE hours we've been up</title><content type='html'>(in our closet while josh got dressed for work)&lt;br /&gt;"Is this your wedding dress" &lt;br /&gt;me"no that is my temple dress"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; is it white?"&lt;br /&gt;me"because we wear white in the temple"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; is it long"&lt;br /&gt;me"so when i put it on it goes to the ground"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;me...i think i walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(playing with stickers, the kind with "oogly eyes")&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; do they have real eyes"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; do they make noise"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; does the ghost have tiny eyes?" over and over until i answered&lt;br /&gt;me"because he's a tiny ghost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me"your crown doesn't belong in here(the bathroom)"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;me"because this is the bathroom" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't even remember the rest. it happens too often for certain things to really stand out...last night i felt like EVERY single thing that came out of her mouth started with "why"...glad she's using her noggin'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6246869883783723063?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6246869883783723063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-more-from-3-whole-hours-weve-been.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6246869883783723063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6246869883783723063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-more-from-3-whole-hours-weve-been.html' title='A few more from the 3 WHOLE hours we&apos;ve been up'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6526846116322023916</id><published>2010-10-05T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:51:10.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKv_2yGgMYI/AAAAAAAABZY/04gITVlUwZw/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKv_2yGgMYI/AAAAAAAABZY/04gITVlUwZw/s320/087.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(riley bustin' out the vampire teeth for halloween)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We have entered the "why" phase. Cute right? Right. I try to remind myself that this is cute. Sometimes it is and sometimes well, i say over and over..."This is cute, this is Riley getting smart. Teach her while she is willing."&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few of them lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-me"riley you have to use the handle to open the (car)door"&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley "why?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-me"because when you pull the handle the door opens"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley"but why?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-me"because that is how it was made."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley"but why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley"why is it raining?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-me"because the clouds are full"&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley"why"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-me"because Heavenly Father wanted it to rain"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Riley"but what about it?!" (this is what she says when i'm not answering her the way she wants, when i'm not understanding her question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I understand i need to start coming up with better answers,&amp;nbsp;i guess i've lacked the motivation lately especially when the answer would leave her just as confused anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6526846116322023916?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6526846116322023916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/why.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6526846116322023916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6526846116322023916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKv_2yGgMYI/AAAAAAAABZY/04gITVlUwZw/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-6422875436542410482</id><published>2010-09-29T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:36:16.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Braden is One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden's 1st birthday was great. We were surrounded by family, had yummy food and made good memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had everyone write a little not on this frame for Braden(we did the same thing for Riley on her first)a little tradition Josh and I started for our kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObtv3-_QI/AAAAAAAABZU/yknZS2jE_VU/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObtv3-_QI/AAAAAAAABZU/yknZS2jE_VU/s320/082.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the decorations-if you can call them that. I have this weird thing with not having a themed first for my kids. It started with Riley because i really just wanted to decorate with streamers and balloons, all white, pink, purple,&amp;nbsp;at her first(you all know how much 1yr olds love balloons-it's a present in it's self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So then for Braden i had a suppper cute idea(which i'll be doing for a future bday) but then stuck with the simple bday theme of just streamers and balloons but when i got to the store to buy a helium tank, i couldn't do it. It was thirty bucks for a tank that would fill aprox 30 balloons...really?! i was crushed, i wanted to cry, all i wanted for my boy was balloons, but i physically couldnt reach in my purse and get my wallet out for that! So i settled for streamers and dots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObWBFkzfI/AAAAAAAABY8/AOwRR3rFjWs/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObWBFkzfI/AAAAAAAABY8/AOwRR3rFjWs/s320/073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObRrqYq5I/AAAAAAAABY4/WRha9RvuXfA/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObRrqYq5I/AAAAAAAABY4/WRha9RvuXfA/s320/072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the kitchen after the party...a messy kitchen means good eats right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObbkq3x9I/AAAAAAAABZA/2ci15vl2igU/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObbkq3x9I/AAAAAAAABZA/2ci15vl2igU/s320/074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were 3 different kinds of casseroles that turned out great, chips/salsa, salad and drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was even on top of things enough to make little cards that said what each dish was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just about everything got eaten that is why all the actual casserole's are missing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObf6npEVI/AAAAAAAABZE/T7h4ixs0IRI/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObf6npEVI/AAAAAAAABZE/T7h4ixs0IRI/s320/075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden was soo spoiled! He got a perfect mix of boy toys(greatly needed) and clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOYDvuwgEI/AAAAAAAABXk/06KfqxYB3U0/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOYDvuwgEI/AAAAAAAABXk/06KfqxYB3U0/s320/019.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't able to capture it but he had a huge smile when he saw these new p.j's, thought it was funny b/c Riley did the same thing on her first over the same type of p.j's from the same person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOY7ExhfYI/AAAAAAAABXs/2fgidhZ1AgI/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOY7ExhfYI/AAAAAAAABXs/2fgidhZ1AgI/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Braden in a nut shell...he always has his lips like this "and it always reminds me from The Little Mermaid when Sebastian is telling Ariel to "pucker your leepps like dishhh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOZ-zZFsHI/AAAAAAAABXw/31JDIic_d_c/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOZ-zZFsHI/AAAAAAAABXw/31JDIic_d_c/s320/028.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eating the presents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaCXr17xI/AAAAAAAABX0/_3hOZwQyrTo/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaCXr17xI/AAAAAAAABX0/_3hOZwQyrTo/s320/030.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaHWHX_DI/AAAAAAAABX4/t1FY3GkO9Eg/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaHWHX_DI/AAAAAAAABX4/t1FY3GkO9Eg/s320/032.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His FAVORITE toy that day...a tractor that makes a few different noises at the push of a botton...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was so proud of himself and LOVED to show Josh he could do it every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaMtvtiEI/AAAAAAAABX8/zV2NZeE38nI/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaMtvtiEI/AAAAAAAABX8/zV2NZeE38nI/s320/035.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did you hear that guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaPvvfjjI/AAAAAAAABYA/OhIx5RdUtAI/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaPvvfjjI/AAAAAAAABYA/OhIx5RdUtAI/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaTia-5HI/AAAAAAAABYE/XDl3Xgkb9Ho/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaTia-5HI/AAAAAAAABYE/XDl3Xgkb9Ho/s320/038.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting teh hang of things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaZsXrYBI/AAAAAAAABYI/G8J2rFFdGWM/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaZsXrYBI/AAAAAAAABYI/G8J2rFFdGWM/s320/043.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Found some dinosaurs from mom that make noises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOadC3VL6I/AAAAAAAABYM/ZBJzstwJcV0/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOadC3VL6I/AAAAAAAABYM/ZBJzstwJcV0/s320/044.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He saw these overalls (ADORABLE by the way) grabbed them and promptly threw them over his shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaiD7qsBI/AAAAAAAABYQ/A4hTE0nKSjM/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOaiD7qsBI/AAAAAAAABYQ/A4hTE0nKSjM/s320/050.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was looking for that tractor toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOanUlh78I/AAAAAAAABYU/COBitEJrsqM/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOanUlh78I/AAAAAAAABYU/COBitEJrsqM/s320/051.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy saved the best for last...he got Braden a HUGE tonka truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had to hold back the line on this one, the kids RUSHED over to try and play with it before Braden got to even touch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOatc20BMI/AAAAAAAABYY/w2wj6wqsqmw/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOatc20BMI/AAAAAAAABYY/w2wj6wqsqmw/s320/053.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOawB_-7TI/AAAAAAAABYc/HDj0cslPg3I/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOawB_-7TI/AAAAAAAABYc/HDj0cslPg3I/s320/055.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure he didnt' understand why we were singing to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOazOBab9I/AAAAAAAABYg/2SOVLUE-8wI/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOazOBab9I/AAAAAAAABYg/2SOVLUE-8wI/s320/056.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been waiting for this for, well his whole life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feed my kids hardly any sweets or "junk" at all before they turn one. (That's another story but i feel they COMPLETELY depend on you-the parent-for nutrition to grow and thrive) I get A LOT of grief over this and have to fend people off and they're candy, chips, cake and ice cream. We let him have A bite of things here and there but it was RARE. So i was soo excited to see the look on his face when he got to dive in (i made the cake, hard to admitt it, i had this master plan in my head and then i couldn't follow through. Not enough patience or talent..looked like a 10yr did it, but it was tasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At first he just kept taking the frosting off and not eating any but then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOa4Tor0AI/AAAAAAAABYk/RM7qwgtrl74/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOa4Tor0AI/AAAAAAAABYk/RM7qwgtrl74/s320/060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He got the hang and didn't stop for a LONG time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOa9fFFE7I/AAAAAAAABYo/WB4pk1K4whQ/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKOa9fFFE7I/AAAAAAAABYo/WB4pk1K4whQ/s320/062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObCqSRMzI/AAAAAAAABYs/r34_6vJJA0k/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObCqSRMzI/AAAAAAAABYs/r34_6vJJA0k/s320/068.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObHp-2_2I/AAAAAAAABYw/ie_FLBSCeJ8/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObHp-2_2I/AAAAAAAABYw/ie_FLBSCeJ8/s320/070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look how much he ate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObMnvXk8I/AAAAAAAABY0/atyLBS5DtDw/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObMnvXk8I/AAAAAAAABY0/atyLBS5DtDw/s320/071.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to throw in this picture of my neice Hailey...Isn't she cute?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObiA-cJ5I/AAAAAAAABZI/XSTjaChJ0_k/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObiA-cJ5I/AAAAAAAABZI/XSTjaChJ0_k/s320/076.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley wore a princess dress to the party. She had good reasoning. She was a "princess" that day, and said that was her party dress...i only wish she picked one without a huge hole in it and didn't decide to wear it inside out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObkRoc-XI/AAAAAAAABZM/ccWH6L6ADBE/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObkRoc-XI/AAAAAAAABZM/ccWH6L6ADBE/s320/079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, the best picture we got is right here folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObobtLoGI/AAAAAAAABZQ/brywvxMBIeg/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObobtLoGI/AAAAAAAABZQ/brywvxMBIeg/s320/081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't complain about one thing. I felt the love our amazing family has to offer and i hope Braden did too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6422875436542410482?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6422875436542410482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/braden-is-one.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6422875436542410482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6422875436542410482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/braden-is-one.html' title='Braden is One!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TKObtv3-_QI/AAAAAAAABZU/yknZS2jE_VU/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2511705408929854731</id><published>2010-09-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T08:52:04.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Braden!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh!!! My &lt;em&gt;baby &lt;/em&gt;is one today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting the house ready for his party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so blessed that in a few hours we will have the house full of family&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;Braden&amp;nbsp;to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures to come, you can be sure of that.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJ4akEZkgAI/AAAAAAAABXc/kmAtlXixN9w/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJ4akEZkgAI/AAAAAAAABXc/kmAtlXixN9w/s320/086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2511705408929854731?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2511705408929854731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-braden.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2511705408929854731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2511705408929854731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-braden.html' title='Happy Birthday Braden!!!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJ4akEZkgAI/AAAAAAAABXc/kmAtlXixN9w/s72-c/086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5021544425625609684</id><published>2010-09-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:32:14.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shampoo is the way to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, somehow, got an entire glob of my bed head shampoo in my right eye yesterday...You know, you pump some shampoo onto your hand then bring your hand to the top of your head to lather...well mine, when eye level, made it into my eye, none on my hair. all in my eye. the WHOLE glob...oh my goodness. there are no words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I immediately turned to face the water thinking i'll just wash it out and that is when it hit me...i turned right back around to try to reach over the shower stall to grab my towell off the hook and OF COURSe it fell to the ground so i had to blindly (my right eye was clamped shut and the left one followed suit for some reason) get out and feel for my towell, but even then a towell over my eye was helping no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i rush to the sink and try to flush my eye. OH the stinging. I was actually stopming my feet and groaning. I couldn't even cry it hurt so bad. I just kep say "oh my gosh..arrrghhhhh. oh my gosh" i'm sure it would of been a sight to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would literally rather go through child birth again than that! NOT KIDDING. Atleast at the end of labor you get a bundle of joy...this one you are just hoping your eye ball isn't disenegrating like it feels it's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know what to do so back in the shower to to run water over my face. The second i let pressure off my eye the stinging is wayyy too intense, all along i'm pictureing how well my shampoo lathers and how it must be all lathered up in my eye and needing TONS of water to be flushed out. if only i could get my eye open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At last. I am able to partially open the eye and flush some more. The pain. Really? has this ever happened to you? I feel for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i get out of the shower, and take inventory on my eye...is it still there? yep it is, about half as big as the other eye and bright red. yuck. I continued to flush it every little while for the next hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i might stick to that tear free baby shampoo from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i'm not going to give Riley &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a hard time when she screams the whole time saying "don't get water in my eyesss"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5021544425625609684?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5021544425625609684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-shampoo-is-way-to-go.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5021544425625609684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5021544425625609684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-shampoo-is-way-to-go.html' title='Baby Shampoo is the way to go!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-626463463787273041</id><published>2010-09-19T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:55:28.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden took his first steps last thursday! He took 3 of them and hasn't cared to try again. He has done one step a few more times but isn't too interested in walking yet! It was very exciting though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These next few pictures were at a park while we were visitng my Grandma Ruth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtBuXmDYI/AAAAAAAABW8/OQB6-xDfimM/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(16).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtBuXmDYI/AAAAAAAABW8/OQB6-xDfimM/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(16).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtGmBec5I/AAAAAAAABXE/3cWUjmzHEdc/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(17).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtGmBec5I/AAAAAAAABXE/3cWUjmzHEdc/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He layed like this for quite some time, picking up and throwing the wood chips and you can see riley in the background enjoying our picnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtL-6VO1I/AAAAAAAABXM/kxh9VleCjnE/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(18).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtL-6VO1I/AAAAAAAABXM/kxh9VleCjnE/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(18).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to pump! This is the first time she kind of-sort of got the concept...i think it will still be awhile where her pumping builds any momentum but it was a proud mommy moment none the less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYs8KXgCKI/AAAAAAAABW0/fNAiS6XKee8/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(13).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYs8KXgCKI/AAAAAAAABW0/fNAiS6XKee8/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(13).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see his tongue?! He was LOVING this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsxWBCczI/AAAAAAAABWk/JrUwhvlMfKM/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(6).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsxWBCczI/AAAAAAAABWk/JrUwhvlMfKM/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love these kids :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYs2iC1YNI/AAAAAAAABWs/V1Pzku2Owc0/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(9).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYs2iC1YNI/AAAAAAAABWs/V1Pzku2Owc0/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsq7CuzZI/AAAAAAAABWc/exSuugt9MsA/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsq7CuzZI/AAAAAAAABWc/exSuugt9MsA/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsk9EzF3I/AAAAAAAABWU/ymiK9PAhiio/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsk9EzF3I/AAAAAAAABWU/ymiK9PAhiio/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding the ducks-braden kept sneaking pieces of the bread though...not sure i wanted to teach him to throw food yet anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtSJMOCLI/AAAAAAAABXU/Z6LJ5IOvjD8/s1600/San+Marcos+Park+(24).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtSJMOCLI/AAAAAAAABXU/Z6LJ5IOvjD8/s320/San+Marcos+Park+(24).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYscdbUTyI/AAAAAAAABWM/9AQeOH0Cqqk/s1600/San+Marcos+Park.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYscdbUTyI/AAAAAAAABWM/9AQeOH0Cqqk/s320/San+Marcos+Park.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley's first day of preschool. I'm in a 3yr old co-op with my cousin and two other friends. My cousin Katie has the first teaching slot and said the first day went great! Riley had fun, so she said and they learned sorting among other things. Katie said when she had them all line up to repeat the Pledge of Allegiance it was the cutest thing, i can only imagine and can't wait for my turn to teach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She DID NOT want to take a "first day of school picture"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsQ29lOmI/AAAAAAAABWE/zWHGB243Hj8/s1600/frist+day+of+preschool+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsQ29lOmI/AAAAAAAABWE/zWHGB243Hj8/s320/frist+day+of+preschool+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she DID WANT whatever it was that i bribed her with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsG3e1-gI/AAAAAAAABV8/e6uv0HONOok/s1600/frist+day+of+preschool.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYsG3e1-gI/AAAAAAAABV8/e6uv0HONOok/s320/frist+day+of+preschool.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hooked up Riley's bike to the wagon and let 'em go! I had to stay close to braden for fear of him tipping or climbing out, there are not straps in this wagon. They had a blast and rode around our cul-de-sac for a loonng time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYr_A30zrI/AAAAAAAABV0/kdE_FG7RdGU/s1600/fun+with+the+wagon+(6).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYr_A30zrI/AAAAAAAABV0/kdE_FG7RdGU/s320/fun+with+the+wagon+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley's first lemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYraN6tDjI/AAAAAAAABVk/nSOx3uGXIxA/s1600/car+wash.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYraN6tDjI/AAAAAAAABVk/nSOx3uGXIxA/s320/car+wash.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought i might have wasted the entire two dollars i spent on it (major garage saleing day) but when i got home she instantly fell in LOVE with it. She gave it a good scrub and played in it the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYrvppl3vI/AAAAAAAABVs/ZT8S_UlbbxA/s1600/car+wash+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYrvppl3vI/AAAAAAAABVs/ZT8S_UlbbxA/s320/car+wash+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Feels good to be caught up a little! Life is good, we are loving each day and finding fun things to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-626463463787273041?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/626463463787273041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-steps.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/626463463787273041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/626463463787273041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TJYtBuXmDYI/AAAAAAAABW8/OQB6-xDfimM/s72-c/San+Marcos+Park+(16).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-330334480423409396</id><published>2010-09-11T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:00:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Duathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My father inlaw's stake hosted a duathlon (Run and Bike) so Josh's dad, my cousin Katie and myself decided to go and participate! I almost backed out the night before because we were going to have to leave at 6am the next morning and it didn't sound THAT fun...but Katie and i stuck with it and had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was us before the race, getting warmed up. You can see all the bikes lined up behind us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLOJxR_SI/AAAAAAAABUs/YKoxTo1aODw/s1600/Getting+ready+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLOJxR_SI/AAAAAAAABUs/YKoxTo1aODw/s320/Getting+ready+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our "lucky" numbers.&amp;nbsp; Take a good look at mine...remember it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxMA5DlHZI/AAAAAAAABVU/QIhjgsRSzxw/s320/Lucky+Numbers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The 3mile run was first. Can you see "death hill" behind me as i've nicknamed it? The run started with about .05miles up hill then 1.5 down hill. So the entire second half of the race was up hill, most of it not too steep except the block right before the finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxL1CqiWQI/AAAAAAAABVM/K-smbxOKR_g/s1600/Jessica+Run+Finish.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxL1CqiWQI/AAAAAAAABVM/K-smbxOKR_g/s320/Jessica+Run+Finish.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to throw in&amp;nbsp;this picture of my goofy face. This is me finishing the first lap of the bike (3 laps total=9mile bike) when it just hit me that i still had to do TWO MORE LAPS ie:2 more laps up death hill. I knew from the get go the bike was 9 miles but&amp;nbsp;almost the entire first lap i was like "this is fun, challenging but fun, almost there, almost done. ...wait...oh crap!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLo-iaEII/AAAAAAAABVE/rkMgIRpFMHI/s1600/Jessica+Bike+Lap1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLo-iaEII/AAAAAAAABVE/rkMgIRpFMHI/s320/Jessica+Bike+Lap1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here i am SO happy that i just finished the race.&amp;nbsp; Can you see my bike tire hasn't even quite cleared the finish line and i have my hand up signaling a weak "woohoo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLd-55SLI/AAAAAAAABU8/HgBI5OGh0xQ/s1600/Jessica+Bike+Finish.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLd-55SLI/AAAAAAAABU8/HgBI5OGh0xQ/s320/Jessica+Bike+Finish.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Katie and I after the race with&amp;nbsp;our favorite hill behind us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLTNEERaI/AAAAAAAABU0/3VhsBwMJRls/s1600/Jess+Katie+after+the+race.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLTNEERaI/AAAAAAAABU0/3VhsBwMJRls/s320/Jess+Katie+after+the+race.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did you remember my bib number? #109...look at my time(middle sheet) 109.33. weird! I was joking that next time i should get bib #45 so i'll finish faster ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxMNZavOiI/AAAAAAAABVc/WOrRDIknBHQ/s1600/Times+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxMNZavOiI/AAAAAAAABVc/WOrRDIknBHQ/s320/Times+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say running a duathlon is WAY more fun then just running a race.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to do more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-330334480423409396?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/330334480423409396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-first-duathlon.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/330334480423409396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/330334480423409396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-first-duathlon.html' title='My First Duathlon'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TIxLOJxR_SI/AAAAAAAABUs/YKoxTo1aODw/s72-c/Getting+ready+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5314206495742570698</id><published>2010-08-27T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:05:17.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Summer Days and Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy to think Summer will be ending shortly. I'm not done with the heat. I am looking forward to the holidays. The warm colors, yummy food and lots of family time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley had her cousins over the other day for some slip n' slide action. When we got outside we set up under a blue sky with the sun blazin'. Just beyond our house I noticed a big yucky cloud and shortly after we started to hear lots of thunder....LOUD thunder. It was an odd feeling setting up beach chairs and sun screening the kids with thunder in the back ground. Well the storm moved over us and rained a little, we played in the water and watched the lightning show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to catch a lightning bolt on camera-didn't happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6iL1CC3I/AAAAAAAABTE/781lOGYjFEU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6iL1CC3I/AAAAAAAABTE/781lOGYjFEU/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My plan was to put the kids down for their nap then lay on the grass and read a book while watching the lightning but i ended up reading a book and listening to it from our bedroom windows, almost as good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Summer nights. Sliding door open to let in a cool breeze, freshly picked tomatos from the garden, riley drawing a new design for our chalkboard plate we proudly display on our kitchen counter and braden enjoying a big boy fork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6lu4vSVI/AAAAAAAABTM/aJAh8jb4Bv4/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6lu4vSVI/AAAAAAAABTM/aJAh8jb4Bv4/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6urRxXzI/AAAAAAAABTU/GN-RQqE5BE0/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6urRxXzI/AAAAAAAABTU/GN-RQqE5BE0/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby home shortly from home depot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A run in the warm air under my belt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life doesn't get much better than this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5314206495742570698?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5314206495742570698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-summer-days-and-nights.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5314206495742570698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5314206495742570698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-summer-days-and-nights.html' title='Perfect Summer Days and Nights'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THh6iL1CC3I/AAAAAAAABTE/781lOGYjFEU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2005961464081771622</id><published>2010-08-26T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:52:42.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Close and Personal w/ my Swiffer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Swiffering &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(yes it's a verb too. like google)&lt;/span&gt; our kitchen floor and "KAPOW" the extension pull snapped clear at the bottom. so now this is how i will be cleaning the remaining 3 floors i planned on doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THao8hLSkcI/AAAAAAAABS0/lbFNy9hYOak/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THao8hLSkcI/AAAAAAAABS0/lbFNy9hYOak/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THao_55v62I/AAAAAAAABS8/nYSLhCfocJk/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THao_55v62I/AAAAAAAABS8/nYSLhCfocJk/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Note the gangster style apparel...my pants are too long so i pulled both legs up and only one stayed after awhile...reminds me of "Pants on the floor, pants on the floor. Lookin' like a fool with your pants on the floor" thank you American Idol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2005961464081771622?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2005961464081771622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-close-and-personal-w-my-swiffer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2005961464081771622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2005961464081771622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-close-and-personal-w-my-swiffer.html' title='Up Close and Personal w/ my Swiffer'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/THao8hLSkcI/AAAAAAAABS0/lbFNy9hYOak/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-8310375743502081602</id><published>2010-08-12T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T16:31:49.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could live in a national park...</title><content type='html'>I'd pick Zion...it was BEAUTIFUL! We went to Cedar City for a family reunion and had a great time being outdoors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the car leaving home...Braden did enjoy being forward facing for this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2lfMOmqI/AAAAAAAABPk/DTuQivxoHt0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2lfMOmqI/AAAAAAAABPk/DTuQivxoHt0/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first (of many) potty breaks. This one happened to be on the side of the highway..our girl has NO shame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2suFwRGI/AAAAAAAABPs/FXbEIMAjIDo/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2suFwRGI/AAAAAAAABPs/FXbEIMAjIDo/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our cute little cabin...We stayed at a KOA where you could bring your trailor, sleep in a mobile home or cabin, or bring a tent...Our cabin was one bedroom, it had a full size bed, one set of bunk beds, a desk and chair and an air conditioner...it was perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures below were the first day/night we were there, just unpacking, enjoying family company and me walking/running braden around in the hiking back pack, he was cracking up when i would start galloping...who wouldn't?! (p.s.i need to find a hiking back pack, this was my bro. in laws and was great!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2zCT9ehI/AAAAAAAABP0/cZve8HU7DLk/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR2zCT9ehI/AAAAAAAABP0/cZve8HU7DLk/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR26fnw36I/AAAAAAAABP8/O3FFJKEbC6M/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR26fnw36I/AAAAAAAABP8/O3FFJKEbC6M/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden and Uncle Mathew getting ready to hike in Zion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGSD9nQA1xI/AAAAAAAABSk/BhFzKNJh5UE/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGSD9nQA1xI/AAAAAAAABSk/BhFzKNJh5UE/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGSEDNElM4I/AAAAAAAABSs/3USss6tFZ1w/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGSEDNElM4I/AAAAAAAABSs/3USss6tFZ1w/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We all (meaning all of josh's cousins etc that were there for the reunion) got on shuttles and headed up for our first hike...we got all seperated but still had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3SGm7aVI/AAAAAAAABQU/Y9zvhEpWMls/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3SGm7aVI/AAAAAAAABQU/Y9zvhEpWMls/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was our first hike, only a 2 miles round trip...I held Braden with the help of josh's dad and josh held riley the whole time (apparently&amp;nbsp;we walked too fast&amp;nbsp;and the&amp;nbsp;water&amp;nbsp;was dirty....she wasn't much of a hiker but loved being held!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3XxhrQtI/AAAAAAAABQc/k11T-nZse4o/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3XxhrQtI/AAAAAAAABQc/k11T-nZse4o/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After we got back from this little hike we stopped to play&amp;nbsp;in the stream. The current was really strong so josh just wedged himself between some rocks and let Braden play. He splashed forever and would stop to breath occasionally :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3xmj-ECI/AAAAAAAABQ0/qUcEH3WDFjU/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3xmj-ECI/AAAAAAAABQ0/qUcEH3WDFjU/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3r4q4wZI/AAAAAAAABQs/i6Tj6YBSePo/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3r4q4wZI/AAAAAAAABQs/i6Tj6YBSePo/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the stream and view we had while the kids played...heck, while WE played! Pictures, of course, don't do it any justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR34chKvSI/AAAAAAAABQ8/5IM5XDOb4nE/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR34chKvSI/AAAAAAAABQ8/5IM5XDOb4nE/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best hike...The Narrows (and Laurie i have to say i was thinking about you because you have to pass the&amp;nbsp;"Angels Landing" trailhead stop on your way to the narrows...the bus driver mentioned that on some parts of that particular hike the trail is 3-4feet wide with a drop off of 800ft on one side and 1200 feet on the other. YES you are crazy for doing that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the narrows. Ever since i heard about this i wanted to do it. Basically all i knew was that it was hiking in water and some places you had to swim through basically. And ya, that was right! It was sooo fun and of course gorgeous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josh is a stud and held riley the entire time on this hike, we left braden with the grandparents back on a different trail to rest. I needed both my feet, both hands and them some to manuver this trail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4tqRwJVI/AAAAAAAABRk/11xn1s7AcY4/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4tqRwJVI/AAAAAAAABRk/11xn1s7AcY4/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4zJ231tI/AAAAAAAABRs/qZPVkE270nk/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4zJ231tI/AAAAAAAABRs/qZPVkE270nk/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's how deep it was in some spots...You could walk to the other side of the stream and it wasnt' quite so deep, but where's the fun in that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You should of seen the work it was to get into this spot...i'm impressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR44ea8CVI/AAAAAAAABR0/PmV2Tnxco8I/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR44ea8CVI/AAAAAAAABR0/PmV2Tnxco8I/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back to the spot where the rest of the family was they told us we were gone for 3 hours! Time flys when you're swim-hiking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we hiked part of Kolob. Again...no words to describe it. This was a SUPER short hike(1mile round trip...that's how we roll...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even Riley hiked some of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5EKXk4II/AAAAAAAABSE/DXHYNlGJkyw/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5EKXk4II/AAAAAAAABSE/DXHYNlGJkyw/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5JXloVMI/AAAAAAAABSM/0XTiS_AGRp4/s1600/084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5JXloVMI/AAAAAAAABSM/0XTiS_AGRp4/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4-GldXUI/AAAAAAAABR8/rh8ZGcwSu_0/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4-GldXUI/AAAAAAAABR8/rh8ZGcwSu_0/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josh's brother Taylor climbed way out, scared his mom half to death, and got an awesome picture...Now do you understand why i want to live here?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5Ow-MiYI/AAAAAAAABSU/0_4-uZ-tWJQ/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5Ow-MiYI/AAAAAAAABSU/0_4-uZ-tWJQ/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are the clothes and smirk you wear when you just peed on mom's sweater(aka her pillow), quickly, stuffed under your rear end before you peed in the car seat, AFTER you just stopped not once but TWICE to pee and poo in the last HOUR. Need i explain more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5T0CaAVI/AAAAAAAABSc/5SKnmKGtMf8/s1600/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR5T0CaAVI/AAAAAAAABSc/5SKnmKGtMf8/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Origional Tee from the day, tigger pajama bottoms (comando) and water shoes...in her defense she tried really hard to hold it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One great trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures for Shauna and Doug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3-2pJSCI/AAAAAAAABRE/SCR-WDRdKH0/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR3-2pJSCI/AAAAAAAABRE/SCR-WDRdKH0/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TGR4J_PT0VI/AAAAAAAABRM/syMj_4aFx4Y/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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The lack in posts is due to the whole lot of nothing that has been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Riley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;had her first slumber party! Josh's brother and his wife are moving so i offered to take their daughter home so they could get more packing done...Riley and Hailey had a blast! (so did Braden).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFim-8eX0OI/AAAAAAAABNE/jo7cfKYMmSg/s1600/Chalk+Board.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFim-8eX0OI/AAAAAAAABNE/jo7cfKYMmSg/s320/Chalk+Board.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFikqDCCiAI/AAAAAAAABL0/Q91fVr0fXzE/s1600/Dinner+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFikqDCCiAI/AAAAAAAABL0/Q91fVr0fXzE/s320/Dinner+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFikoYS2c-I/AAAAAAAABLs/64dz60iCbxg/s1600/Dinner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFikoYS2c-I/AAAAAAAABLs/64dz60iCbxg/s320/Dinner.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started off with dinner then STRAIGHT to the bath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFin2CA77BI/AAAAAAAABNs/g8k2ki5dBDk/s1600/bath+time+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFin2CA77BI/AAAAAAAABNs/g8k2ki5dBDk/s320/bath+time+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Movie time...they got to enjoy a little "pink" chocolate milk as Riley calls it... (strawberry milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinFWehOQI/AAAAAAAABNU/tXkdt_hu6A0/s1600/movie+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinFWehOQI/AAAAAAAABNU/tXkdt_hu6A0/s320/movie+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let the slumber begin...they both passed out on the couch and then slept in til about 8:30! woohoo (excpet braden woke up around 7am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFim8i3tC3I/AAAAAAAABM8/Y7yFtCcl1W8/s1600/bedtime.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFim8i3tC3I/AAAAAAAABM8/Y7yFtCcl1W8/s320/bedtime.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once they woke up i made french toast and served it with blueberries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinBPI1fnI/AAAAAAAABNM/gj_djVrcSUE/s1600/french+toast+and+blueberries.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinBPI1fnI/AAAAAAAABNM/gj_djVrcSUE/s320/french+toast+and+blueberries.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing kitchen in the morning. Soon after, during Braden's first nap the girls came outside to play while i mowed the lawn and washed the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinKFX4iJI/AAAAAAAABNc/fE-2niRVSsA/s1600/play+kitchen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinKFX4iJI/AAAAAAAABNc/fE-2niRVSsA/s320/play+kitchen.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinMeJvD8I/AAAAAAAABNk/202KZqXQLeA/s1600/play+kitchen+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFinMeJvD8I/AAAAAAAABNk/202KZqXQLeA/s320/play+kitchen+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All 3 took a nice long afternoon nap! It turned out really nice and Riley loved having her cousin over for so long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As riley gets older her "firsts" are getting further apart but she drew a face the other day and that was definetly a first. She thought it up and did it all by herself and then showed me. After i took that picture she drew them for the rest of the day! (she does arms too that come straight of of the hair hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqgyovUnI/AAAAAAAABN8/8ib0jOe4q_M/s1600/first+face+drawing.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqgyovUnI/AAAAAAAABN8/8ib0jOe4q_M/s320/first+face+drawing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Braden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;is doing great. He's up the stairs(cant figure out the down part yet..egh! so frustraing!), in drawers, pulling down toys etc. He is such a happy baby, quick to laugh and loves his schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqlTDEHGI/AAAAAAAABOE/z0FqT_9Ojbg/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqlTDEHGI/AAAAAAAABOE/z0FqT_9Ojbg/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His newest thing is standing. I think the longest we've see him stand alone is around 15 sec. or so (i'm sure by our nth kid we won't be counting, but we're so proud!) He pulls himself onto some object, the couch, the edge of the pool, a toy and is able to let go. He gets unsure of him self and goes to a squat or sometimes just plops down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqpXA036I/AAAAAAAABOM/TVJZrDjJqxI/s1600/standing+alone.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqpXA036I/AAAAAAAABOM/TVJZrDjJqxI/s320/standing+alone.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's not taking steps yet. He does like us to walk him around (i seem to remeber riley demanding it more) and he'll use his walker if i put him by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqbXShJgI/AAAAAAAABN0/wYxl2rHlphk/s1600/walker+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFiqbXShJgI/AAAAAAAABN0/wYxl2rHlphk/s320/walker+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Josh and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haven't been doing anything too exciting. I've been reading a lot again lately. I just finished "The Hunger Games" and the second in the series calling "Mockingjay". ohhhhhh i HIGHLY recommend reading them. They are soooooooooooooooooooooooooo good. The 3rd one is coming out toward the end of August and i seriously cant wait! It's a teen book but man oh man are they good. So suspenseful, i finished them a few days ago and haven't stopped thinking about them. Since the 3rd one isnt out i even read the last chapter of the second one over to just to get a "fix" and i'm considuring reading them both again before i get the 3rd one!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Josh has been working hard making sure his little family is happy and we sure appreciate it. When he's home he's been busy keeping our new home from deteriorating (ok, a little dramatic...)he fixed some sprinklers and has been busy spraying for ants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are packing up in a few days and heading to Cedar City, Utah for a family reunion. We'll be staying at a KOA (we did this&amp;nbsp;2 years ago) and it should be fun! We're both excited and i hope to get some great pictures from that trip....until then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivBi5K6ZI/AAAAAAAABOU/-3ee65MGBHs/s1600/Josh+and+Jessica+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivBi5K6ZI/AAAAAAAABOU/-3ee65MGBHs/s320/Josh+and+Jessica+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(iii liikkkee big LIPS and i cannot lie...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivXfGTDSI/AAAAAAAABO0/LYJmSNJibjc/s1600/Josh+and+Jessica.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivXfGTDSI/AAAAAAAABO0/LYJmSNJibjc/s320/Josh+and+Jessica.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivOr-lXDI/AAAAAAAABOk/2CjFlih9C4w/s1600/Josh+and+Jessica+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivOr-lXDI/AAAAAAAABOk/2CjFlih9C4w/s320/Josh+and+Jessica+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivGwLvbKI/AAAAAAAABOc/ynadZv-9zc8/s1600/Josh+and+Jessica+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivGwLvbKI/AAAAAAAABOc/ynadZv-9zc8/s320/Josh+and+Jessica+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivcHQ2jCI/AAAAAAAABO8/1TU1FRhNKFk/s1600/Mommy.Daddy.Braden.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFivcHQ2jCI/AAAAAAAABO8/1TU1FRhNKFk/s320/Mommy.Daddy.Braden.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1534851141834983395?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1534851141834983395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/fisher-update.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1534851141834983395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1534851141834983395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/08/fisher-update.html' title='Fisher Update!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TFim-8eX0OI/AAAAAAAABNE/jo7cfKYMmSg/s72-c/Chalk+Board.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-154043032282720776</id><published>2010-07-16T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:58:22.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicylce, Bicyle. I love to ride my bicyle, i love to ride my bike...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That song by Queen is Riley's theme song this summer. About a month ago she HATED riding her bike even though she knew how to do it. Now all of a sudden she LOVES it, and i'm so glad. We spend a lot of time outside riding up and down our cul-de-sac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4Dw-1YRI/AAAAAAAABK0/bbuCGBzsUZE/s1600/Riley+bike+riding+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4Dw-1YRI/AAAAAAAABK0/bbuCGBzsUZE/s320/Riley+bike+riding+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4KEZTmAI/AAAAAAAABK8/XwxdI9Vk10c/s1600/Riley+bike+riding+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4KEZTmAI/AAAAAAAABK8/XwxdI9Vk10c/s320/Riley+bike+riding+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4PYvGMSI/AAAAAAAABLE/xBGgOi_tN4E/s1600/Riley+bike+riding+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4PYvGMSI/AAAAAAAABLE/xBGgOi_tN4E/s320/Riley+bike+riding+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4VOM0c6I/AAAAAAAABLM/hmg7HECTkuM/s1600/Riley+bike+riding+(6).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4VOM0c6I/AAAAAAAABLM/hmg7HECTkuM/s320/Riley+bike+riding+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley's newest tricks. "No hands" and standing up while she peddals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4a4zcYSI/AAAAAAAABLU/A8E0BnkCBeE/s320/Riley+bike+riding+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-154043032282720776?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/154043032282720776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/07/bicylce-bicyle-i-love-to-ride-my-bicyle.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/154043032282720776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/154043032282720776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/07/bicylce-bicyle-i-love-to-ride-my-bicyle.html' title='Bicylce, Bicyle. I love to ride my bicyle, i love to ride my bike...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn4Dw-1YRI/AAAAAAAABK0/bbuCGBzsUZE/s72-c/Riley+bike+riding+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-8513349962327443724</id><published>2010-07-13T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:28:29.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Caterpillar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We planted our very first garden this year and it's going well! We have tomatoes and corn, green beans and cucumber going, oh and cauliflour but not sure if they are growing yet...It's kind of our experimental year, we're learning a lot of the how to's but happy to say it's hasn't been too hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn0mCmQ3SI/AAAAAAAABKE/V12Pm83uXLM/s1600/Garden+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn0mCmQ3SI/AAAAAAAABKE/V12Pm83uXLM/s320/Garden+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn0q_dU61I/AAAAAAAABKM/X0-v1wR78L0/s1600/Garden+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn0q_dU61I/AAAAAAAABKM/X0-v1wR78L0/s320/Garden+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn00o5hFBI/AAAAAAAABKU/RfLI6vZ1awE/s1600/Garden.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn00o5hFBI/AAAAAAAABKU/RfLI6vZ1awE/s320/Garden.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So i was out looking at our tomato plants the other day and saw a caterpillar on one, and though sweet! I'll catch it and we can watch it grow and change into a butterfly. So i catch it and google how to take care of it etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mother inlaw came over a couple days later and we showed her and this how our conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lynne: "I don't think that will turn into a butterfly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "oh you think it will turn into a moth?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lynne: "I don't think that will turn into anything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: looking confused "what? i don't get it, what do you mean?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lynne: "I'm pretty sure that's a tomato bug."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "A what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then she procedes to tell me these tomato bugs eat your plants and she hadn't seen one this big in years and years. I take her out to show her our garden and we found two more just like it! She taught me how to pluck them off and smash them-i couldn't watch, they are so big i felt bad! (and i'm not an&amp;nbsp;animal lover)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "I can't kill the one in the house, i've housed it and fed it for like 3 days! I even made it a cool cage...That's not a cage anymore, it's a prison camp!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn09Oc1SrI/AAAAAAAABKk/6CA86LS8GZA/s1600/tomato+bug+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn09Oc1SrI/AAAAAAAABKk/6CA86LS8GZA/s320/tomato+bug+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn05nn_7RI/AAAAAAAABKc/NIhhn_qQyGM/s1600/tomato+bug+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn05nn_7RI/AAAAAAAABKc/NIhhn_qQyGM/s320/tomato+bug+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn1AVd8FvI/AAAAAAAABKs/jUmLgTyRzp4/s1600/tomato+bug.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn1AVd8FvI/AAAAAAAABKs/jUmLgTyRzp4/s320/tomato+bug.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-8513349962327443724?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8513349962327443724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-caterpillar.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8513349962327443724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8513349962327443724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-caterpillar.html' title='Our Caterpillar'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDn0mCmQ3SI/AAAAAAAABKE/V12Pm83uXLM/s72-c/Garden+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-734182608570388864</id><published>2010-07-11T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T09:41:33.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bear, Fireworks and Homemade Icecream</title><content type='html'>We started our 4th of July holiday by camping in big bear with my parents. It was braden's first time and he did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqfCBlllI/AAAAAAAABHM/DH6gPNmd6V0/s1600/hangin+out+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqfCBlllI/AAAAAAAABHM/DH6gPNmd6V0/s320/hangin+out+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(so glad we brought the pack n' play, braden had a blast being outside with us)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqxLL6_sI/AAAAAAAABHU/CgyG5WUo3Uo/s1600/hangin+out+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqxLL6_sI/AAAAAAAABHU/CgyG5WUo3Uo/s320/hangin+out+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And riley had fun playing or bathing in the dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq-7g8KBI/AAAAAAAABHs/Q16wmnHqWT8/s1600/so+dirty+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq-7g8KBI/AAAAAAAABHs/Q16wmnHqWT8/s320/so+dirty+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a bike ride to the Discovery center and go to look at some neat things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDntNEmAquI/AAAAAAAABJc/B5wft1U97og/s1600/discovery+center+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDntNEmAquI/AAAAAAAABJc/B5wft1U97og/s320/discovery+center+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden took a snooze and woke up just as we were heading back to camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq6W4R4AI/AAAAAAAABHk/g3bAHo0M4sc/s1600/ride+to+discovery+center.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq6W4R4AI/AAAAAAAABHk/g3bAHo0M4sc/s320/ride+to+discovery+center.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnoAq5MK9I/AAAAAAAABG0/YsqMD0FtuK0/s1600/discovery+center+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnoAq5MK9I/AAAAAAAABG0/YsqMD0FtuK0/s320/discovery+center+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom taught Riley to say "Only you can prevent forest fires" in a deep, "bear voice" hehe it was pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrR2CeonI/AAAAAAAABIM/VDY0Bi3Dm_I/s1600/discovery+center+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrR2CeonI/AAAAAAAABIM/VDY0Bi3Dm_I/s320/discovery+center+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDno9c98tnI/AAAAAAAABG8/eOp8CGNKtwI/s1600/frosting+cookies+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDno9c98tnI/AAAAAAAABG8/eOp8CGNKtwI/s320/frosting+cookies+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we frosted sugar cookies...Riley liked to skip the whole cookie part and put the frosting right in her mouth! She was an expert sprinkler, as you can see. I think that was half the jar on one cookie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqQN9LgpI/AAAAAAAABHE/8_-yRW2HeUo/s1600/frosting+cookies+(8).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnqQN9LgpI/AAAAAAAABHE/8_-yRW2HeUo/s320/frosting+cookies+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's the end of camping! Riley was POOPED! She fell asleep whil we were packing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq1kYDjLI/AAAAAAAABHc/IIei4wuIIUM/s1600/pooped.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnq1kYDjLI/AAAAAAAABHc/IIei4wuIIUM/s320/pooped.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next stop. Josh's parents' house for fireworks and homemade icecream!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sis in law brought bubbles and these cute toys to eat the bubbles, you press there belly and it makes the mouth open and counts each time they eat a bubble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrL5NVzQI/AAAAAAAABIE/nbnn9h0qUvI/s1600/bubbles+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrL5NVzQI/AAAAAAAABIE/nbnn9h0qUvI/s320/bubbles+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My other sis inlaw introduced Braden to his first party blower, it was so funny to watch :) Braden kept grabbing it of course, and making us crack up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrfu5JqaI/AAAAAAAABIk/rzBe9eQTb9E/s1600/party+blower.Lisa+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrfu5JqaI/AAAAAAAABIk/rzBe9eQTb9E/s320/party+blower.Lisa+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took about a million pictures of the grandkids. (wow, 4, and one on the way...time flys!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrW_JNvlI/AAAAAAAABIU/Ly8AKrdb-YI/s1600/fisher+grandkids+(7).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrW_JNvlI/AAAAAAAABIU/Ly8AKrdb-YI/s320/fisher+grandkids+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was behaving except for riley. Luke was clapping like crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnraxRWNvI/AAAAAAAABIc/oM4-NcwP7ug/s1600/fisher+grandkids.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnraxRWNvI/AAAAAAAABIc/oM4-NcwP7ug/s320/fisher+grandkids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that is icecream i'm scooping into my kids' mouth. I gave in and let him have a little something sweet. He LOVED it of course. And for all who reads this THIS DOES NOT MEAN EVERYTIME YOU SEE HIM YOU CAN SHOVE WHATEVER KIND OF FOOD YOU WANT INTO HIS MOUTH :)-just a little side note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrEfnjqUI/AAAAAAAABH8/QTFrt2EWDes/s1600/Braden+first+icecream.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrEfnjqUI/AAAAAAAABH8/QTFrt2EWDes/s320/Braden+first+icecream.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for it to get dark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnriUefSrI/AAAAAAAABIs/ox3zt5rOUDA/s1600/watching+fireworks+(6).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnriUefSrI/AAAAAAAABIs/ox3zt5rOUDA/s320/watching+fireworks+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrobdiQ5I/AAAAAAAABI8/bfnOkqJwxio/s1600/watching+fireworks+(7).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrobdiQ5I/AAAAAAAABI8/bfnOkqJwxio/s320/watching+fireworks+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrkD8rvVI/AAAAAAAABI0/2FVi_49rF8A/s1600/watching+fireworks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrkD8rvVI/AAAAAAAABI0/2FVi_49rF8A/s320/watching+fireworks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrspqHvbI/AAAAAAAABJE/vXo14ychhA0/s1600/watching+fireworks+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrspqHvbI/AAAAAAAABJE/vXo14ychhA0/s320/watching+fireworks+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnry-b2SmI/AAAAAAAABJU/w8VeH5SIAhA/s1600/watching+fireworks+(5).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnry-b2SmI/AAAAAAAABJU/w8VeH5SIAhA/s320/watching+fireworks+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(the pictures you wanted to have crusty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrA0XbmCI/AAAAAAAABH0/bTXVxbah9xY/s1600/Andrew,+Crystina+Hailey.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnrA0XbmCI/AAAAAAAABH0/bTXVxbah9xY/s320/Andrew,+Crystina+Hailey.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnyZ26fYmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/OqsPa_22sg0/s1600/fisher+grandkids+(8).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TDnyZ26fYmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/OqsPa_22sg0/s320/fisher+grandkids+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0_H12o3I/AAAAAAAABF8/5N_bBRakDwA/s1600/family+shot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0_H12o3I/AAAAAAAABF8/5N_bBRakDwA/s320/family+shot.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A month or so back on the way to the beach i told riley (not knowing it would totally freak her out and traumatize her from any amount of ocean water) that maybe we would see some whales...like you know swimming wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy far away. expect i didnt' say that last part... Well, that beach trip she wouldn't even stick a toe in the water and only played on the sand. i didn't think much of it, just figured the water was too overwhelming. &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The truth came out during this beach trip. Josh was pysching her up on the way saying how much fun it would be to play in the waves with him etc. But when we got there she would not go in the water and kept saying that there were whales in there. She thought they would come right up to the shore...she was having a blast playing with the buckets and shovels inbetween our chairs and the water, but when it came time to collect more sand for her bucket she would walk away from the water and only get the dry sand...it was pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After awhile i grabbed her and made her stick her toes in, i wanted her to have fun but i wanted her to have fun in the water too! This is the reaction we got if we took her anywhere near the water:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1Pe_RoSI/AAAAAAAABGE/4-6y1gTjYfQ/s1600/opa+with+the+girls.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1Pe_RoSI/AAAAAAAABGE/4-6y1gTjYfQ/s320/opa+with+the+girls.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pure terror!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we are happy to report that by the end (thanks to her uncle daniel) she was playing in the waves if he held her hands and even had a few go over her head...needless to say she didn't want to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I asked for a sand castle, and they delivered...you should of seen this thing! It had all these different levels, a mote and so much more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp2X8ECrHI/AAAAAAAABGk/eQky6elFK4k/s1600/sand+castle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp2X8ECrHI/AAAAAAAABGk/eQky6elFK4k/s320/sand+castle.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought a barbie kite from the 99cent store, i didn't have much hope for it but it was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opa helping Riley fly her very first kite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpy3OCG0RI/AAAAAAAABFE/ymQudtRgBGM/s1600/barbie+kite+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpy3OCG0RI/AAAAAAAABFE/ymQudtRgBGM/s320/barbie+kite+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was the perfect day to fly a kite, sunny, warm, a little windy and family all around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpzE9KQ9pI/AAAAAAAABFM/fIXBrCE2lx0/s1600/barbie+kite+(4).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpzE9KQ9pI/AAAAAAAABFM/fIXBrCE2lx0/s320/barbie+kite+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1y2fvjII/AAAAAAAABGU/8qQ86HOreTc/s1600/Riley.Mom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1y2fvjII/AAAAAAAABGU/8qQ86HOreTc/s320/Riley.Mom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden did so great. He loved playing(chewing on) all the sand toys and we even had some good mommy-son time crawling around where the water would come up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0WHnI1FI/AAAAAAAABFs/StDXI3ShQIE/s1600/braden+playing+in+the+sand.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0WHnI1FI/AAAAAAAABFs/StDXI3ShQIE/s320/braden+playing+in+the+sand.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with his cousin Luke who loved crawling all over. He was constantly crawling from one toy to another checking things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpz9UV6wmI/AAAAAAAABFk/LOAKidmclM0/s1600/braden+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpz9UV6wmI/AAAAAAAABFk/LOAKidmclM0/s320/braden+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josh and Braden checkin' out the water when we first got there, it was a bit chilly but felt great once you got all the way in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpyZd30yOI/AAAAAAAABE0/jC_Oqfg8h5I/s1600/Braden+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpyZd30yOI/AAAAAAAABE0/jC_Oqfg8h5I/s320/Braden+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden and Oma (Josh's mom) hanging out on the blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpymFksyYI/AAAAAAAABE8/v7Foj3YdebU/s1600/Braden.Oma.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpymFksyYI/AAAAAAAABE8/v7Foj3YdebU/s320/Braden.Oma.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Braden and Uncle Mathew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpzu9jGo1I/AAAAAAAABFc/TysVw0vADbU/s1600/braden.uncle+mathew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpzu9jGo1I/AAAAAAAABFc/TysVw0vADbU/s320/braden.uncle+mathew.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Opa (Josh's dad) helping Braden surf...braden wasn't too happy about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0o03LTtI/AAAAAAAABF0/B-gviBXlcAY/s1600/braden+surfing+(3).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0o03LTtI/AAAAAAAABF0/B-gviBXlcAY/s320/braden+surfing+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing a little football with Opa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpze8WcSvI/AAAAAAAABFU/lwSS5h4Oomg/s1600/Braden.Opa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCpze8WcSvI/AAAAAAAABFU/lwSS5h4Oomg/s320/Braden.Opa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley LOVES her Uncle Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp2DWrIe_I/AAAAAAAABGc/2pM0HmNhVm8/s1600/Riley.Uncle+Adam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp2DWrIe_I/AAAAAAAABGc/2pM0HmNhVm8/s320/Riley.Uncle+Adam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riley and her cousin Hailey taking a break for lunch. I'm definetly framing this one for Riley's room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1h8JX2ZI/AAAAAAAABGM/IWIUEhPL_4U/s1600/riley.hailey.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp1h8JX2ZI/AAAAAAAABGM/IWIUEhPL_4U/s320/riley.hailey.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(have i ever said how much i love summer?! wink, wink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-6001648498761556770?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6001648498761556770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-well-see-some-whales.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6001648498761556770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/6001648498761556770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-well-see-some-whales.html' title='&quot;Maybe we&apos;ll see some whales&quot;'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCp0_H12o3I/AAAAAAAABF8/5N_bBRakDwA/s72-c/family+shot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5287418825274925970</id><published>2010-06-25T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:49:04.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woo woo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Would you look at that!&amp;nbsp;I have a normal header picture again. You no longer have to stare at my shoulder when you come to visit my blog.&amp;nbsp; I wish i could say i became much more computer savy and was able to switch around pixels or do whatever it is that needed to be done. But i simply tried to put a new picture up from my father inlaw's house...and what a beautiful picture to have up there too!&amp;nbsp; That would be the Redlands temple on a beautiful day when Josh's brother Andrew was sealed to his wife Crystina and their daughter Hailey for time and all eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVLbjdg5_I/AAAAAAAABEc/ybbXXwVwE9s/s1600/DSC00465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVLbjdg5_I/AAAAAAAABEc/ybbXXwVwE9s/s320/DSC00465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVMnAiM0WI/AAAAAAAABEk/OCYmNeWdr_c/s1600/DSC00406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVMnAiM0WI/AAAAAAAABEk/OCYmNeWdr_c/s320/DSC00406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVNQK1_T-I/AAAAAAAABEs/O9-4kr5BGxs/s1600/DSC00409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVNQK1_T-I/AAAAAAAABEs/O9-4kr5BGxs/s320/DSC00409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5287418825274925970?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5287418825274925970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/woo-woo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5287418825274925970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5287418825274925970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/woo-woo.html' title='woo woo!!!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TCVLbjdg5_I/AAAAAAAABEc/ybbXXwVwE9s/s72-c/DSC00465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7232629988998658968</id><published>2010-06-22T15:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:51:53.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No new pictures. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been too lazy to get up in get my camera most of the time lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mini update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braden is crawling and standing up to everything. He hasn't tested the stairs too much yet. just the first or second step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riley says "no!" all of the time. She has a cute little tan from her swim suit all the time lately (love the heat) (p.s. i put sun screen on her-back off...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh woke up with a sore throat. crappy. He just finished watching the first season of "firefly" on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;. "It's a space-western" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;-got you sucker! and he's going to finish building &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;riley's&lt;/span&gt; closet this week right?! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; totally NOT hinting at anything with that last comment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Jessica is watching twilight-well listening to it play in the other room while i catch up on blogs and emails. (sorry for lack of comments, i usually check from my phone and it's hard to leave a comment that way) Loving life today. Everyone is healthy. Happy. Fun. Smiling. Kids are sleeping, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;. I love being me and having my life. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;up's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;down's&lt;/span&gt; in life, don't get me wrong. The house work, the kids, the random things are hard sometimes and get to me but this is the life i want and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; living it. I feel so lucky and i try not to take it for granted. I want to make a list, sort of bucket list but not really...i feel like i don't get out and enjoy this world as much as i should. I need to go on more walks with the kids, more bike rides etc. i want to see more sights, and less of my couch. i want the list to be somewhere i can see throughout the week and whenever we get a chance to cross something off great, i want the list to contain things that help me to remember to enjoy my life and again not take it for granted :) and maybe just maybe i'll take pictures of the things we do...now i just need a name for this "list" any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7232629988998658968?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7232629988998658968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/slacker.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7232629988998658968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7232629988998658968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/slacker.html' title='Slacker...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-815397258144644768</id><published>2010-06-11T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:33:38.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Summer,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Besides the cold morning we are experiencing right now) the weather has been more than amazing lately. 80's, 90's and even the 100's. I'm in Heaven. Not sure you can understand how much i love it! Hopefully the pictures help, we get out and do so much more when mom is happy and mom is happy when it's HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother Matt got married! This is his beautiful bride Mariel. They were married in my parents backyard. I wish i took more pictures of it, it was GORGEOUS! I'm so happy for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJuOYLeZBI/AAAAAAAABEM/o8RUR4BiXNg/s1600/Matt+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481564889751118866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJuOYLeZBI/AAAAAAAABEM/o8RUR4BiXNg/s320/Matt+(10).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley was one of 4 cute flower girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJuNiCcojI/AAAAAAAABEE/S_79tZUYblw/s1600/flower+girls+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481564875217740338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJuNiCcojI/AAAAAAAABEE/S_79tZUYblw/s320/flower+girls+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousins Haleigh and Maile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs3Z7EfFI/AAAAAAAABD8/Z9S_xbnM4tM/s1600/Cousins+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481563395570564178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs3Z7EfFI/AAAAAAAABD8/Z9S_xbnM4tM/s320/Cousins+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Park time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs3LTR-mI/AAAAAAAABD0/Zx15qvPi0qo/s1600/swinging+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481563391645579874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs3LTR-mI/AAAAAAAABD0/Zx15qvPi0qo/s320/swinging+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend &lt;a href="http://www.notsoidlehands.blogspot.com/"&gt;emily&lt;/a&gt; made this onesie for braden and has an easy tutorial on her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO true right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs2jE9HZI/AAAAAAAABDs/cGIJkAky9TA/s1600/swinging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481563380848074130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs2jE9HZI/AAAAAAAABDs/cGIJkAky9TA/s320/swinging.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; water water water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs2df9HkI/AAAAAAAABDk/r1xKxw3cbJ4/s1600/swimming+at+oma%27s+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481563379350707778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs2df9HkI/AAAAAAAABDk/r1xKxw3cbJ4/s320/swimming+at+oma%27s+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't decide which one to post, i had to do both...look at those expressions haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481563371396841442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJs1_3mv-I/AAAAAAAABDc/VGrmdjT2zx0/s320/swimming+at+oma%27s.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Water Slide up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrE5oI9ZI/AAAAAAAABDU/_LEVBvpokgc/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481561428396144018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrE5oI9ZI/AAAAAAAABDU/_LEVBvpokgc/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my new best friend,pictured below, (yes this is Jessica typing). Madylin was the only one to go down the slide repeatedly with me! We had a blast, i felt like such a little kid but it was worth the fun :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrEqNM1pI/AAAAAAAABDM/Nz06OT_gqCY/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481561424256620178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrEqNM1pI/AAAAAAAABDM/Nz06OT_gqCY/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to give credit to Morgan, she didn't enjoy the slide too much but she went down a few times anyway.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrEObh_DI/AAAAAAAABDE/ywwnvzAWUcY/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481561416800533554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrEObh_DI/AAAAAAAABDE/ywwnvzAWUcY/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathan was so excited, he was all over the place, trying to climb in and out of the pool part, up and down the smaller slide etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrD3gvQvI/AAAAAAAABC8/jWjI0WGYWbM/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481561410648359666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrD3gvQvI/AAAAAAAABC8/jWjI0WGYWbM/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braden had a good time as well, he crawled around a little but mostly sat in the same spot and watched the commotion all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrDVdTMLI/AAAAAAAABC0/QYe9Wcm6tjs/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481561401507131570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJrDVdTMLI/AAAAAAAABC0/QYe9Wcm6tjs/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-815397258144644768?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/815397258144644768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-summer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/815397258144644768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/815397258144644768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-summer.html' title='Dear Summer,'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TBJuOYLeZBI/AAAAAAAABEM/o8RUR4BiXNg/s72-c/Matt+(10).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-436826365285822546</id><published>2010-06-02T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:58:50.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep...Thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put Riley to bed last night like normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Checked on her at midnight before i turned in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up this morning to get ready for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little coughs, calling for mom quietly, whiney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"aw man, no peaceful getting ready for me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wait and listen, hope she falls back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get up and decide to check on her before i get dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can't breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's laying in bed sucking in air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's trying and trying but can't move the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"oh. my. gosh. JOSH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking.Thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drive or 911?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's going to turn blue. It's coming. What am I supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh calls an ambulance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're holding her, trying to make her comfortable. Scared out of our minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cry for about 2 seconds. No time to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Riley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breathe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please breathe with me Riley,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh and I take turns getting dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(not really interested in meeting the firemen in our undies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's going thru her head?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope she trusts me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope i can help her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A father's blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not sure i've ever heard anything better in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing my HUSBAND-hero-(interchangable right?) has this power. This incredible power to help our family. Help our daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unlock the door and wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait and wait for someone to help her breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally I hear or feel the vibration of the fire engine coming down our small street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aww medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can breathe better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you medicine, thank you josh, thank you firemen and paramedics, thank you police officer for your kind words, thank you Heavenly Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby is breathing better. What joy filled my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNigaQVvI/AAAAAAAABCs/fbla1F4Ecio/s1600/DSC01764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432726930446066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNigaQVvI/AAAAAAAABCs/fbla1F4Ecio/s320/DSC01764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNifKd3rI/AAAAAAAABCk/xIbMxfR1YCA/s1600/ha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432726595788466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNifKd3rI/AAAAAAAABCk/xIbMxfR1YCA/s320/ha.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNh2JHwoI/AAAAAAAABCc/hLj6ZAGfXD8/s1600/pretty+in+blue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432715584291458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNh2JHwoI/AAAAAAAABCc/hLj6ZAGfXD8/s320/pretty+in+blue.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNhn1S93I/AAAAAAAABCU/7tNx_YNwN4o/s1600/huntington+with+elizabeth+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432711743043442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNhn1S93I/AAAAAAAABCU/7tNx_YNwN4o/s320/huntington+with+elizabeth+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNhK7KO-I/AAAAAAAABCM/Vs5Eg15pJ84/s1600/Making+easter+eggs+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432703983008738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNhK7KO-I/AAAAAAAABCM/Vs5Eg15pJ84/s320/Making+easter+eggs+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After a short stay in the ER. A breathing treatment and some 02 Riley was as good as new. I'll let her words do the talking:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(keep in mind this is in the er on the gurney)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Can i go swimming?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I asked her to put her mask back on and she put the strap over her shoulder and said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"It's not a mask it's my purse"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, someone get the nurse, i think she's all better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-436826365285822546?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/436826365285822546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-sleepthinking.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/436826365285822546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/436826365285822546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-sleepthinking.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep...Thinking...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/TAdNigaQVvI/AAAAAAAABCs/fbla1F4Ecio/s72-c/DSC01764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-920298521722071886</id><published>2010-05-21T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:40:59.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister in-lay Tami gave Riley her first hair cut and she did SUCH a good job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's crazy how old Riley looked sitting up in the chair and at the same time i can't believe she is just now getting her first cut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before: (Definetly needed it! It was so straggly, and got tangled too easy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-iKAtk1I/AAAAAAAABBs/sD4g2bCMnuw/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473842259871765330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-iKAtk1I/AAAAAAAABBs/sD4g2bCMnuw/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-hSD0uEI/AAAAAAAABBc/lJcjDwgVilw/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473842244852430914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-hSD0uEI/AAAAAAAABBc/lJcjDwgVilw/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After:(it was so hard to say good bye to the curls that i LOVE, sniff, sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-g2jFYPI/AAAAAAAABBU/cNRw4ZTQqgo/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473842237467353330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-g2jFYPI/AAAAAAAABBU/cNRw4ZTQqgo/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-gR3qVlI/AAAAAAAABBM/UpumW72yil0/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473842227621549650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-gR3qVlI/AAAAAAAABBM/UpumW72yil0/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473842254330623890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-h1Xmd5I/AAAAAAAABBk/wVgeSy2Ejms/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-920298521722071886?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/920298521722071886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/rileys-first-haircut.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/920298521722071886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/920298521722071886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/rileys-first-haircut.html' title='Riley&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_b-iKAtk1I/AAAAAAAABBs/sD4g2bCMnuw/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-8298633202146122982</id><published>2010-05-18T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:52:41.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next milestone coming up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braden's been getting on hands and knees lately. Rocking back and forth and all that jazz ;) He's gone one "crawl" or hand movement forward a couple times but nothing consecutivley.&lt;br /&gt;He tries so hard though. He wants to crawl so bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472636943153331730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K2TfVVfhI/AAAAAAAABA8/c81F7T8QasM/s320/learning+to+crawl+(7).JPG" /&gt; He sometimes gets stuck in "down dog" when trying to remember what he's supposed to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472636938257247602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K2TNGBLXI/AAAAAAAABA0/jELK6fJaTZM/s320/learning+to+crawl+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1_kj5Q5I/AAAAAAAABAs/CzyXDr2cd3o/s1600/learning+to+crawl+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472636600959189906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1_kj5Q5I/AAAAAAAABAs/CzyXDr2cd3o/s320/learning+to+crawl+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our cousin Katie offered to watch riley one day for me b/c i wasn't feeling so hot, so me and braden got to spend some good quality time together and practice crawling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1_NeF-sI/AAAAAAAABAk/aqaMuRDy4_Y/s1600/Learing+to+crawl+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472636594760841922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1_NeF-sI/AAAAAAAABAk/aqaMuRDy4_Y/s320/Learing+to+crawl+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh took braden to his first "father and son over nighter" and stayed just for the dinner part so me and riley went on a little date too. We shared McDonalds then went to the park to swing and then home to make these FUN FUN FUN popcicles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boss gave me this for Mother's day and it was our first chance to use it.&lt;br /&gt;It's called a "Zoku" quick pop maker. (google it, they are so neat) What you do is freeze the entire unit for 24 hours. (There is liqued inbetween the walls, kind of like a freezer pack you put in a cooler or whatnot, and it freezes over 24 hours) and then whenever your ready you take the unit out and put the popsicle sticks in and fill the slots with whatever you want. The popcicles freeze right before your very eyes in 7-9 min! So this night we did chocolate and strawberry milk and added some marshmellows to them :) You can do so many things, you can put yogurt and granola, or just plain juice. You gotta get creative. I saw a recipe for ones with bits of brownies and strawberries in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472639522795411554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K4ppP72GI/AAAAAAAABBE/FW3EXSTJ9Kc/s320/zoku+pop+date+night.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1-xNA8-I/AAAAAAAABAc/cHMh5XtOdJY/s1600/zoku+pop+date+night+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472636587173016546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K1-xNA8-I/AAAAAAAABAc/cHMh5XtOdJY/s320/zoku+pop+date+night+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****hapy to report Braden is now crawling...i made this post a few days ago to "be ahead of the game" but now that i'm ready to post it he started crawling. It's still in the beginning stages- He'll do a crawl or two then lay on his stomach, then do it "wounded army man style" then back to hands and knees. I'm so proud :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-8298633202146122982?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8298633202146122982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/next-milestone-coming-up.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8298633202146122982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/8298633202146122982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/next-milestone-coming-up.html' title='Next milestone coming up!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_K2TfVVfhI/AAAAAAAABA8/c81F7T8QasM/s72-c/learning+to+crawl+(7).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-5121072081005787608</id><published>2010-05-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:28:05.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm sand. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts and comment giving...our internet has been giving me a hard time! But finally here is a new post with some cuuuuttteee pictures, if i must say so myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took the kid's to carlsbad to visit our cousin's who were camping there and it just so happened to be braden's FIRST BEACH TRIP. The weather was sooo nice and the water felt great. Riley would have NOTHING to do with the waves and water but my 3.5 yr. old cousin loved playing in the water with me, so we had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Braden liked the beach, sand and water. Maybe he liked the sand a litte too much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kv9fyZQNI/AAAAAAAABAM/5CkQDIJLznw/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629968248324306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kv9fyZQNI/AAAAAAAABAM/5CkQDIJLznw/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling the sand for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kve7pfMkI/AAAAAAAABAE/8Uvd_A90EXA/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629443151213122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kve7pfMkI/AAAAAAAABAE/8Uvd_A90EXA/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His first rush of water...checking things out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KvendzERI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_mr2EVMVeYQ/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629437733474578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KvendzERI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_mr2EVMVeYQ/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And his first "taste" of sand! ewww, well, by the way he is shoving fistfulls in there you can tell he didn't think it was gross. I could barely keep him from doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KveDU_cyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/cMG2MOTwDJw/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629428032860962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KveDU_cyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/cMG2MOTwDJw/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, he had to sneak it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kvd1LoS0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/8YSQYxKvGik/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629424235498306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kvd1LoS0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/8YSQYxKvGik/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, he had so much he was coughing and coughing and we brought him up on a blanket to chew on some sand toys instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KvdoYD3hI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vctgz3f8Y6Q/s1600/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472629420797976082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_KvdoYD3hI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vctgz3f8Y6Q/s320/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-5121072081005787608?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5121072081005787608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/mmmm-sand.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5121072081005787608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/5121072081005787608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/mmmm-sand.html' title='mmmm sand. . .'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S_Kv9fyZQNI/AAAAAAAABAM/5CkQDIJLznw/s72-c/Braden+First+time+at+the+beach+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-205747933689331911</id><published>2010-05-01T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T10:12:35.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Score Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica-1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Cat-1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, those cats...The "cute" little orangy one knows i'm after it and now IT IS ON!&lt;/div&gt;  Above you can see the score, the one point i have is when i was able to squirt the cat with some water while he was on our back wall, and my neighbor behind us-oops! The point he has on me just happened this morning, i saw him digging in our garden. (ohhhhhhhhhhh no he didn't!) I threw open the sliding door and ran smack into the screen door! haha my face bounced off of it and everything, then i continued to chase the cat out of our yard. But when i got back the screen door was bent in half, with some prying and bending it will shut again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-205747933689331911?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/205747933689331911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/score-board.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/205747933689331911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/205747933689331911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/05/score-board.html' title='Score Board'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-7152900013963962467</id><published>2010-04-28T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:14:55.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog ate my picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;or is my picture eating my blog?&lt;/div&gt; I don't know what i did but now the picture on my header is GYNORMOUS and i don't know how to fix it back to normal... does anyone know about this? help please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-7152900013963962467?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7152900013963962467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-blog-ate-my-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7152900013963962467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/7152900013963962467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-blog-ate-my-picture.html' title='My blog ate my picture...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-2652138376869762293</id><published>2010-04-26T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:33:10.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I accidently noticed that this would be my 100th post and i wanted to do something different for it. I waited awhile for some great idea to come to me and still nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I can say how thankful i am for this blog. It's a great stress reliever to be able to write about whatever is on my mind. I LOVE being a wife and mom and with that comes a different lifestyle. I'm not as close with friends I've made in the past b/c i have commitments to take care of my family. This blog has been probably the only way i've kept in contact with some friends and i'm SO thankful for that. I love knowing what is going on in their lives and being able to stay atleast close enough to hang out with them occasionally and still know that we have things in common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one place i come when i need to get away but can't leave the house! I hope you've all enjoyed the things i've blogged about and i hope it's helped you to feel more connected to my family and myself as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo Jessica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-2652138376869762293?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2652138376869762293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-hundred.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2652138376869762293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/2652138376869762293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-hundred.html' title='One Hundred'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4462067372110022772</id><published>2010-04-13T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:06:26.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil' of this and a lil' of that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't mean to start with a nudy picture but seeing as how i never remember to order my pictures here is riley-who is definetly girly these past few weeks walking around pushing her scooter, naken, in high heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFNeJmRBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ozIWQqiM6i4/s1600/Naken+w.+highheels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459775852246352914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFNeJmRBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ozIWQqiM6i4/s320/Naken+w.+highheels.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley pierced her tongue with her very sharp K9 tooth...she was playing on somethign she wasn't supposed to and fell biting it. She only cried about 2min before she told me she was ok. It did leave a nice hole-it didn't go all the way thru and only took a few days to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFM4-PBpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TgNRpjycXjE/s1600/tongue+hole+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459775842266580626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFM4-PBpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TgNRpjycXjE/s320/tongue+hole+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trip to Palm Springs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFMWuNAmI/AAAAAAAAA9U/mBKkIz8MY4o/s1600/Palm+Springs+(38).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459775833072534114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFMWuNAmI/AAAAAAAAA9U/mBKkIz8MY4o/s320/Palm+Springs+(38).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braden liked licking the pool water, kind of weird but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;That's about the point we got out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD1YS7yEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6puPGlU39EE/s1600/Palm+Springs+(34).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459774338846410818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD1YS7yEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6puPGlU39EE/s320/Palm+Springs+(34).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His first nap that day, pooped from swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD0w4ho5I/AAAAAAAAA9E/uqPtMfvQlBs/s1600/Palm+Springs+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459774328266662802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD0w4ho5I/AAAAAAAAA9E/uqPtMfvQlBs/s320/Palm+Springs+(30).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and Stepdad were kind enough to have me and the kids for the day-they rented a space at a place for trailors and fith wheels for a week so we went to visit and swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD0ffUJ2I/AAAAAAAAA88/trpwuo_sxlA/s1600/Palm+Springs+(26).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459774323597518690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UD0ffUJ2I/AAAAAAAAA88/trpwuo_sxlA/s320/Palm+Springs+(26).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley had a great time swimming although she liked to be in Braden's floaty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UDzwGDCfI/AAAAAAAAA80/fKifgBd0gnc/s1600/Palm+Springs+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459774310875073010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UDzwGDCfI/AAAAAAAAA80/fKifgBd0gnc/s320/Palm+Springs+(24).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UDzbuybBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/nhXeEZwTzM0/s1600/Palm+Springs+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459774305408805906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UDzbuybBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/nhXeEZwTzM0/s320/Palm+Springs+(21).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super sunny and nice that day-which explains the double hat for more shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC16uh71I/AAAAAAAAA8k/rdtDn44jPts/s1600/Palm+Springs+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459773248577335122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC16uh71I/AAAAAAAAA8k/rdtDn44jPts/s320/Palm+Springs+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC1Lb3rvI/AAAAAAAAA8c/gMghLeP7oS4/s1600/Palm+Springs+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459773235882602226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC1Lb3rvI/AAAAAAAAA8c/gMghLeP7oS4/s320/Palm+Springs+(13).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC0reTqXI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_C_Rf9pwnL4/s1600/Palm+Springs+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459773227302889842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC0reTqXI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_C_Rf9pwnL4/s320/Palm+Springs+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was his very first time in a pool! He liked it. He didn't cry but he wasn't over joyous either. Chill would be a good word to describe it :) im glad i have water babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC0O27tFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R70aCQMwh-o/s1600/Palm+Springs+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459773219621549138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UC0O27tFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R70aCQMwh-o/s320/Palm+Springs+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UCzV7E4sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/iKcNqj_8K7A/s1600/Palm+Springs+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459773204338107074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UCzV7E4sI/AAAAAAAAA8E/iKcNqj_8K7A/s320/Palm+Springs+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few Easter pictures. After Riley found all the goodies the Easter bunny left we spent the day at Josh's parent's house watching conference eating some awesome food! (His mom's traditional conference breakfast is biscuits and gravy-they are mouth watering!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBokM_ZwI/AAAAAAAAA78/q-37O0YTQaA/s1600/Easter+outfits+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459771919681152770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBokM_ZwI/AAAAAAAAA78/q-37O0YTQaA/s320/Easter+outfits+(29).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBoZ08CvI/AAAAAAAAA70/ThFxmRCcNjs/s1600/Easter+outfits+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459771916895914738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBoZ08CvI/AAAAAAAAA70/ThFxmRCcNjs/s320/Easter+outfits+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBn6dcd-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/m7Um5GvPYJk/s1600/Easter+outfits+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459771908475877346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBn6dcd-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/m7Um5GvPYJk/s320/Easter+outfits+(11).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBneLHO1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/W64AVKqnuf8/s1600/Easter+outfits+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459771900882795346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBneLHO1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/W64AVKqnuf8/s320/Easter+outfits+(19).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBmsO8nlI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8iEpUxfwEa4/s1600/Easter+outfits+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459771887477104210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UBmsO8nlI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8iEpUxfwEa4/s320/Easter+outfits+(21).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_jU097qI/AAAAAAAAA7U/UdNs9ACgFSc/s1600/Easter+outfits+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459769630631259810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_jU097qI/AAAAAAAAA7U/UdNs9ACgFSc/s320/Easter+outfits+(25).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braden and his cousin Luke being goofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_i2p2pAI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nt8JEjyBXag/s1600/fhe+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459769622531580930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_i2p2pAI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nt8JEjyBXag/s320/fhe+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Park Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_iflvf5I/AAAAAAAAA7E/_2RWd_5fvYw/s1600/park+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459769616340320146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_iflvf5I/AAAAAAAAA7E/_2RWd_5fvYw/s320/park+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from a baby shower to find this in our living room. Josh and Riley went on a date: they ate pizza-at the park-riley told josh that's where they had to eat it b/c they were on a date. Then they watched a couple movies after making the floor super comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_hw53RhI/AAAAAAAAA68/fXmJlMlJQ0g/s1600/date+with+dad+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459769603808249362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_hw53RhI/AAAAAAAAA68/fXmJlMlJQ0g/s320/date+with+dad+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder why my kids seem to always be sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_hCuLDCI/AAAAAAAAA60/jLVVmx8s_RE/s1600/chow+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459769591411182626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8T_hCuLDCI/AAAAAAAAA60/jLVVmx8s_RE/s320/chow+time.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4462067372110022772?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4462067372110022772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/lil-of-this-and-lil-of-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4462067372110022772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4462067372110022772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/lil-of-this-and-lil-of-that.html' title='Lil&apos; of this and a lil&apos; of that'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S8UFNeJmRBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ozIWQqiM6i4/s72-c/Naken+w.+highheels.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4913775614776758936</id><published>2010-04-02T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:25:03.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools-I got her good!</title><content type='html'>For April Fool's day I made "cup cakes" for dinner-meat loaf baked in cup cake papers in a cup cake pan with hot pink dyed mashed potatos for frosting. I kept telling her that she was going to have cup cakes for dinner. I thought she'd be so mad when she found out it was meat loaf but she loved it and ate two! She didnt get the joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S7YZ0aExiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/sA4Hcev2U0k/s1600/cupcakes+for+dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455576386749171794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S7YZ0aExiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/sA4Hcev2U0k/s320/cupcakes+for+dinner.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then later on i asked her if she wanted some jucie....look what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e46fabda8921e86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e46fabda8921e86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9B2DA164F864F29DCCA11FE26676FCA7A33902.273917A87E433CC3B02F4B9CE0DF51A22B93AADB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e46fabda8921e86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuANHJz4DlugP577ot8rJyTNOr6U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e46fabda8921e86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C9B2DA164F864F29DCCA11FE26676FCA7A33902.273917A87E433CC3B02F4B9CE0DF51A22B93AADB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e46fabda8921e86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuANHJz4DlugP577ot8rJyTNOr6U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4913775614776758936?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4913775614776758936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-i-got-her-good.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4913775614776758936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4913775614776758936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-i-got-her-good.html' title='April Fools-I got her good!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S7YZ0aExiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/sA4Hcev2U0k/s72-c/cupcakes+for+dinner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1308570314968011645</id><published>2010-03-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:21:22.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braden is 6 months old in just a few hours! I can't believe how time flys. I am LOVING him growing up! It's so much fun to play with him, make him laugh and watch him learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother in-law has a little sailor outfit that all 8 of her boys took pictures in when they were around 6 months so we made it tradition to use the same outfit for our boys. She found a girl one when Riley was little too. Both Riley and Braden are 5 months in these pictures and look SO much alike it's crazy. Josh and i decided that they have different shaped mouths and eyebrows. Other than that they look pretty identical to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Riley 5 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rxMMDqDZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/V0kjVJ1Q8qw/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435490582695314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rxMMDqDZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/V0kjVJ1Q8qw/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (i had to add the picture above because she is just cracking up, which in turn makes me crack up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rxAZz4PYI/AAAAAAAAA6M/4lKBWlRMDKs/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435288116182402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rxAZz4PYI/AAAAAAAAA6M/4lKBWlRMDKs/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Braden in a dress, right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw_72lhSI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9NzYWNkmJK0/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435280074474786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw_72lhSI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9NzYWNkmJK0/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Braden 5 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw_eC46vI/AAAAAAAAA58/OWS2UxFaLog/s1600/Braden041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435272073014002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw_eC46vI/AAAAAAAAA58/OWS2UxFaLog/s320/Braden041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his little GQ pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw-8Lx50I/AAAAAAAAA50/JC7hO6LuFNM/s1600/Braden026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435262983497538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw-8Lx50I/AAAAAAAAA50/JC7hO6LuFNM/s320/Braden026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw94gTctI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ytBh8wk5OdM/s1600/Braden027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435244815971026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rw94gTctI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ytBh8wk5OdM/s320/Braden027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1308570314968011645?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1308570314968011645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/sailors.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1308570314968011645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1308570314968011645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/sailors.html' title='Sailors'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ve5M2Haop9I/S6rxMMDqDZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/V0kjVJ1Q8qw/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-1075058317886054937</id><published>2010-03-22T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:56:42.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cats=poop=one unhappy camper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just celebrated this BEAUTIFUL day by mowing the lawn! I actually love love love to mow the lawn. It'f fun to be out in the nice warm sun and take a shabby lawn and turn it into a sharp looking lawn with just a little work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've had about a week or so of nice warm weather and i'm Heaven.  I feel as if i can crawl out of my cave and come alive again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to the story and the inspiration for this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was mowing the back which consists of picking up all my neighbors' cats's poop after when the shorter grass can reveal it all. Yes. There are tons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets set the record straight. I don't own a cat. I don't want a cat. Correction both josh and i don't have the desire to EVER own one for so many reasons. We dont want to feed one, take it to the vet, pick up after it, have hair all over the house, pet it etc. (ya we aren't really animal people.) Now i don't mind when other people have cats. I like to pet them a little then and what not, but i think you understand how i feel about them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So back to the mowing, or shoveling i should say. I haven't mowed the back in quite some time because it's been so rainy. So when i finally did there was SO much cat poo; it's disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As i was cleaning it all up so we can have a nice place to play and smell i was wondering to myself as i do everytime i mow the back, "Self, why am &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;picking up tons of cat crap when &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;don't even own a cat?" I still haven't come up with what to tell myself about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love to tell the neighbors to come do it for me but can't think of a polite way to say it, which again, why i am worrying about being polite when my neighbors are the ones letting their kitties pooooo all over the neighborhood?! (yes, i know it would be totally weird to ask that of them, i've never seriously considered doing it. but i do fantasize about have a block meeting and having all cat owners set up a schedule of when and how to share the duties of there cats', well, "doody's". haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever I see a cat in the back yard or on our fence i race out the sliding door and yell at the cat to go away, i've even thrown some bark at them. I never hit them, on purpose, because although i don't want a cat i'd still feel bad hurting one. I just want it to know it's SO NOT WELCOME in this house! Riley always tells me when she sees one and she runs back and forth across the yard telling them to go away too hehe. I've considured buying that stuff you can sprinkle around and i guess cats don't like the smell or something. But that makes me so mad. Why should i have spend my money on a cat i never wanted in the first place?! So then i add into my little fantasy all my neighbors paying me to buy the stuff :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a solution. Keep your cute little kitty inside or on a leash. Just like a dog! Let it poop in your home, your grass or your little box. PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-1075058317886054937?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1075058317886054937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/catspoopone-unhappy-camper.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1075058317886054937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/1075058317886054937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/catspoopone-unhappy-camper.html' title='cats=poop=one unhappy camper'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-4591209966688491189</id><published>2010-03-18T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:24:38.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oops wrong video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was informed i attached a wrong video to the "chicken vs. chili" incident. well here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89f28b8ef95be1ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89f28b8ef95be1ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85F1B001D983B4666779AF1E42E9C0937DBE76BA.34BCBA86A27814789717A58528854B7FFDAAADD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89f28b8ef95be1ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8M-OwPYOmgrUKi7vrzuTGAwDINQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89f28b8ef95be1ad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85F1B001D983B4666779AF1E42E9C0937DBE76BA.34BCBA86A27814789717A58528854B7FFDAAADD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89f28b8ef95be1ad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8M-OwPYOmgrUKi7vrzuTGAwDINQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4160718549443935606-4591209966688491189?l=jandjfisher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4591209966688491189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/oops-wrong-video.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4591209966688491189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4160718549443935606/posts/default/4591209966688491189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandjfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/oops-wrong-video.html' title='oops wrong video'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09152864091644130242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4160718549443935606.post-9073070109933497914</id><published>2010-03-15T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:40:38.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I usually don't take a ton of videos because i'd rather have pictures to frame but lately i've shot a few funny ones. Most of them are only about a min long or less so take a look and hopefully they'll make you laugh a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have no idea what to name this first one. This is Riley in a nut shell i guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d4615f6ab17270e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd4615f6ab17270e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EE1D0D8A6D1BB0A439FC9A211AC2DA9E1F8FF75.4785717EF8CB99D178DE09DCF42BC21A343C5B81%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4615f6ab17270e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHPGoo4rOhdjjQz4axjYmYJG9ek&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd4615f6ab17270e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EE1D0D8A6D1BB0A439FC9A211AC2DA9E1F8FF75.4785717EF8CB99D178DE09DCF42BC21A343C5B81%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4615f6ab17270e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHPGoo4rOhdjjQz4axjYmYJG9ek&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Josh has a ton of younger brothers which is soooo nice because they all love kids. These are his two youngest brothers (the ones with most of the energy) making the girls laugh their heads off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e24c7a3243105778" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De24c7a3243105778%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD5CEA7832BD78DE74CF5CD317FA939C96108379.702FDDB5FD4AC0C824E8ED9515425A63F09D788E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De24c7a3243105778%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbrFpi3KDeOeHJ_E7lrnHPxrA-CY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De24c7a3243105778%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD5CEA7832BD78DE74CF5CD317FA939C96108379.702FDDB5FD4AC0C824E8ED9515425A63F09D788E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De24c7a3243105778%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbrFpi3KDeOeHJ_E7lrnHPxrA-CY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I LOVE this video because you can see Braden's eyes light up when he gets to be by his sister. He ADORES Riley. And notice his funny little "squawk" when he gets really happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-63db0dc1ebd86723" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63db0dc1ebd86723%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED4544AD4FB04C211E2C7D6541FB70FA84D0906.5546DF7453D4E1F4FF33F2D66CD0F4A522BE95D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63db0dc1ebd86723%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpP-vDdY9ebZfohUdtiyXXjOyrmQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63db0dc1ebd86723%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330086099%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED4544AD4FB04C211E2C7D6541FB70FA84D0906.5546DF7453D4E1F4FF33F2D66CD0F4A522BE95D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63db0dc1ebd86723%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpP-vDdY9ebZfohUdtiyXXjOyrmQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I caught the tail end of this episode unfortunatly but Riley was so upset that i was going to eat leftovers "chicken" and her and josh were having chili. She really wanted me to eat chili with them, so much she sat down and started crying. 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He gets going pretty good. 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