tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2265450762147410412024-02-07T21:55:25.297-08:00Amacher C~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-27499784183250004752009-05-17T18:22:00.000-07:002009-05-17T18:34:33.695-07:00Gardening with Emma J<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSF46PrJbLKjpnq_-vu6VrF3kTzV03qaV9zJu7GDljFCQ9EkOIkdzCSal3rTIFk1N-cqSVSQ1K9PPee5MhHf1lnF4SkegdKpv88y6ixzFBEY8P4cueb3I50gjx3SqtmC69fqz99vn5jeQ/s1600-h/pics+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971160396682786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSF46PrJbLKjpnq_-vu6VrF3kTzV03qaV9zJu7GDljFCQ9EkOIkdzCSal3rTIFk1N-cqSVSQ1K9PPee5MhHf1lnF4SkegdKpv88y6ixzFBEY8P4cueb3I50gjx3SqtmC69fqz99vn5jeQ/s200/pics+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am, by no means, a great gardener. I have what I like to call a 'dead thumb'. I wanted to put a flower pot on my front porch for awhile, so I decided to try my hand at it. We went to the local nursery and the girls helped me pick out some flowers. They both wanted to plant their OWN garden, so I let them pick out some flowers to plant. Quincey liked the <em>IDEA </em>of planting the flowers, but lost interest after awhile. Emma J, on the other hand LOVED IT!!! She was so patient and actually helpful!! She was so proud of her creation in a little corner in the back yard that I let them put their flowers. JJ reminds me every day that we need to water her flower garden!!!<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mouafMhJrEFjRZKJSagiBGK6HRCTYMuB20xNTLawjGge4Gyh8e3esCZ0x8BZcYfxV8ErfCA9XYYy4cA_yXdXTe_x1iAnMjbVNJRlqQ-ElchWwErc2pFra_ar8RjGs8KA_UQGo2hzXB0/s1600-h/pics+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336969263616803250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mouafMhJrEFjRZKJSagiBGK6HRCTYMuB20xNTLawjGge4Gyh8e3esCZ0x8BZcYfxV8ErfCA9XYYy4cA_yXdXTe_x1iAnMjbVNJRlqQ-ElchWwErc2pFra_ar8RjGs8KA_UQGo2hzXB0/s320/pics+028.jpg" border="0" /></a> Emma J so proud of her little flower garden!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmf7Kym5nKA8EasSe1-MEhsBiwmbT7I8kIAvRJmREuZpkLAsJ5JxpduS_iZtRpRtp3k1o1Iu5DERwZUuy8NOrjBZw8DFbTQ8awtv5Dl4_v2kwF9jWvlCt1X43j2gNguQjQHvLNdD8llg/s1600-h/pics+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336969258215651618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmf7Kym5nKA8EasSe1-MEhsBiwmbT7I8kIAvRJmREuZpkLAsJ5JxpduS_iZtRpRtp3k1o1Iu5DERwZUuy8NOrjBZw8DFbTQ8awtv5Dl4_v2kwF9jWvlCt1X43j2gNguQjQHvLNdD8llg/s320/pics+031.jpg" border="0" /></a> Emma J's flower is the little pink one!<br /><div></div></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-54719405720350435492009-04-27T10:51:00.000-07:002009-04-27T11:10:30.480-07:00Quincey's First Stitches!<div align="center"><br />That's right!.... Quincey received her first set of stitches on Thursday.</div><div align="center"><br />Thursday is usually a great day at our house. Quincey has dance class with her best friend, Savannah, and then afterwards Katie(Savannah's mom) and I take all 4 of our girls to McDonald's to play (and sometimes eat!!)<br />However this Thursday was not so great. During dance, Miss Michelle takes the girls down to get a drink in the middle of class. On the way back up to class, Quincey tripped on the stairs and 2 of her front teeth went all the way thru her bottom lip. I heard a scream and then saw Quincey coming through the door with blood dripping down her face. I took her in the bathroom to wipe it off and then Katie and I looked at her closer to discover that her teeth had gone through her lip. We gathered our stuff and went straight the the ER.<br />She only needed a couple of stitches to close her lip and so I decided to not have them sedate her and just block the nerves and stitch it fast. The blocking medication stings terribly!!<br />( I have heard grown men ball like a babies in the ER from it!!!) Quincey was a trooper!!! She hardly cried!! What a brave little girl.<br />After she was all stitched up, I took her to the dentist. Bad news. The force broke her teeth and she needs to have them pulled! Nice.... 2 of her 4 front teeth missing??!?!?!<br />Here are the pictures!!<br /></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_1Xf8d6EYrphlZrHrPSTOvpa8jcJaSSKHxeuoNovOs6AsMBC71GppSMc3L5B9XkXOy7dddSGQogBobqMlDB5yCKImU4vwhRm1i_HIfXlQ9OM3U_K15Ve81AMaW7qvihWV9vjB3FzH_E4/s1600-h/pics+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433339106696754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_1Xf8d6EYrphlZrHrPSTOvpa8jcJaSSKHxeuoNovOs6AsMBC71GppSMc3L5B9XkXOy7dddSGQogBobqMlDB5yCKImU4vwhRm1i_HIfXlQ9OM3U_K15Ve81AMaW7qvihWV9vjB3FzH_E4/s320/pics+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAeGGtSViFKl8SdtkrSvrL3r2ywa_TWh5F-Au0iJAN8A9xs2szMzHOPbqUAjO_Wx9mnYW19Eh2Lak89IcOVonVLVcObFpk-gpXHaXEPiBqZVeiuZL2PA5ygNIW1zh5KdhZPGzl4pCMXiI/s1600-h/pics+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433332244619666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAeGGtSViFKl8SdtkrSvrL3r2ywa_TWh5F-Au0iJAN8A9xs2szMzHOPbqUAjO_Wx9mnYW19Eh2Lak89IcOVonVLVcObFpk-gpXHaXEPiBqZVeiuZL2PA5ygNIW1zh5KdhZPGzl4pCMXiI/s320/pics+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxMK4LMWqz-TABPXn6pE8JzG7pFj1dqpyZVECkoP714BYAEmz3dEjIBEl_UV2VopVoVDUUo8zO_5HH_ejnBrLojbSx0U97GGwZMQVFtdgSKtJ2ldDPgZw5v8dPawzmKM16ZBnfosYD3A/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433327988877234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxMK4LMWqz-TABPXn6pE8JzG7pFj1dqpyZVECkoP714BYAEmz3dEjIBEl_UV2VopVoVDUUo8zO_5HH_ejnBrLojbSx0U97GGwZMQVFtdgSKtJ2ldDPgZw5v8dPawzmKM16ZBnfosYD3A/s320/pics+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi_gerRuBHMl_VhXbufi9iF0eUEAPwIzFUl8JJ5DZefFaqBkHJHYOGMvkwORFAoe1JzqSLfEzL2yqB8iWV1biecY9n6ajrj-2r-ywisqlT-KUw2BbIvt3BRlvP6E5-P297xNj3zU1T26g/s1600-h/pics+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433325140485762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi_gerRuBHMl_VhXbufi9iF0eUEAPwIzFUl8JJ5DZefFaqBkHJHYOGMvkwORFAoe1JzqSLfEzL2yqB8iWV1biecY9n6ajrj-2r-ywisqlT-KUw2BbIvt3BRlvP6E5-P297xNj3zU1T26g/s320/pics+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-30286698891811072852009-03-18T23:56:00.000-07:002009-03-19T00:13:55.274-07:00Birthday Bash<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv66lz4QKkiGHDaabrN8Wnn0pCYFZ_wmxuwMDY7RHX6EqxLjBGEhVNdrhMUzFfo9qwcdRMz9Tr3NOm_-gzpbQXE59OETCUrMeRvvjtFI9DlD8PNVnzlOPIDg3UiMgw-EzJ-YE30zJAt_c/s1600-h/jes+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314792204280259106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv66lz4QKkiGHDaabrN8Wnn0pCYFZ_wmxuwMDY7RHX6EqxLjBGEhVNdrhMUzFfo9qwcdRMz9Tr3NOm_-gzpbQXE59OETCUrMeRvvjtFI9DlD8PNVnzlOPIDg3UiMgw-EzJ-YE30zJAt_c/s320/jes+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ed spoiled me this year big time!!! He bought me an iPod Touch that I absolutely L O V E!!! He took me the The Melting Pot in Salt Lake. I thought it was a fun restaurant.. probably will not go back.... We then went and saw a total chick- flick (Confessions of a Shopaholic) and I got a pedicure!!!! I love Ed to death... he really takes such great care of me and the girls!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizoZihP79Ckpw4uZMsGlyBTmN71fRHfG-qAbekxoxjKqF6YEMo4D1GUF4A4PKwhNNSOc3Ug-utvihhzi84DCp0oSFfIQ1yirBJ9P72E1QHZttIgS_zrWzcgXt7qR6xRs2UfAM0CqRnejo/s1600-h/jes+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314792199610326242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizoZihP79Ckpw4uZMsGlyBTmN71fRHfG-qAbekxoxjKqF6YEMo4D1GUF4A4PKwhNNSOc3Ug-utvihhzi84DCp0oSFfIQ1yirBJ9P72E1QHZttIgS_zrWzcgXt7qR6xRs2UfAM0CqRnejo/s320/jes+021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I love a great pedicure!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-KlV6jr9SjN09yLl7quFKdQRjBncWqKJ97TzOU6HV_DkSyyuLfFVhbr6wSUWO16y9OdrTsxpZ7VIwYqsIFdPwkpjw4xCsAzgCBFjdElOmrV1VQuw-U_6JIQlV5PZEdaWHrlGz9crhLw/s1600-h/jes+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314792194928856146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-KlV6jr9SjN09yLl7quFKdQRjBncWqKJ97TzOU6HV_DkSyyuLfFVhbr6wSUWO16y9OdrTsxpZ7VIwYqsIFdPwkpjw4xCsAzgCBFjdElOmrV1VQuw-U_6JIQlV5PZEdaWHrlGz9crhLw/s320/jes+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Melting Pot desert- you dip off of this stuff in a chocolate fondue pot!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHv5TnErk4KWuugNcGeHMioxGHsKgsZsW-dhJU72E9sq6n-5M1gAUCLanLZVhY9gTBh0op-22z_1iAwEyvAsThJ2JQoTh4ZtfWeGTiMA4xf4SFJ9A9LtQHGoEkU8MhbNg9duIoHMuF0Rc/s1600-h/jes+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314792189303026850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHv5TnErk4KWuugNcGeHMioxGHsKgsZsW-dhJU72E9sq6n-5M1gAUCLanLZVhY9gTBh0op-22z_1iAwEyvAsThJ2JQoTh4ZtfWeGTiMA4xf4SFJ9A9LtQHGoEkU8MhbNg9duIoHMuF0Rc/s320/jes+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Fondue Dinner!!! You actually pay a lot of money to cook your food yourself!!!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-41429696670008570932009-03-16T01:00:00.001-07:002009-03-16T01:04:34.435-07:00New Pics!<div align="center">Here are some new pictures of the girls!!! Wow how they are growing up too fast!!!</div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Ft_NiAQqoa6ZYZEO8vSxbjBKca2qxlvdd5mIUTrejyjorN_QZ2xJbQNYXnERsHwZrRuPkOLJhocq-Cc0rX_OHMj92gdzXwFHPNl561WFAKf9V16eu8Ox78yXp33K7nJO0ztCdU6xXcs/s1600-h/028125052_14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692884593009042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Ft_NiAQqoa6ZYZEO8vSxbjBKca2qxlvdd5mIUTrejyjorN_QZ2xJbQNYXnERsHwZrRuPkOLJhocq-Cc0rX_OHMj92gdzXwFHPNl561WFAKf9V16eu8Ox78yXp33K7nJO0ztCdU6xXcs/s320/028125052_14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSLAncaZWCqpgPC5fECn14E0e7DecxjDCNQA4eZGCn5YVCL2TSrWoiSC67ee_wOBV7HEhbkd-L5mBVPGjj2qej6Pexi_RqoXrOcGCqxT1a1VzTbU2uM3zAOV4yeJ0NlFmtoJmZHReZZM/s1600-h/028125052_13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692881793078242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSLAncaZWCqpgPC5fECn14E0e7DecxjDCNQA4eZGCn5YVCL2TSrWoiSC67ee_wOBV7HEhbkd-L5mBVPGjj2qej6Pexi_RqoXrOcGCqxT1a1VzTbU2uM3zAOV4yeJ0NlFmtoJmZHReZZM/s320/028125052_13.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-ZDAGHfYOAmQ4UdgDLsgxLR5CmLdQ3qnu244f1C9vTSDyByX6nN3k8WiwvY0dHf4eNDlcXsOB3HJqcwJSTMc42c3hk1SBrmvFYaTA0XtEcegKmmchBI79GiVdLu-WMOV-YTCOzJWTN0/s1600-h/028125052_12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692667013722530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-ZDAGHfYOAmQ4UdgDLsgxLR5CmLdQ3qnu244f1C9vTSDyByX6nN3k8WiwvY0dHf4eNDlcXsOB3HJqcwJSTMc42c3hk1SBrmvFYaTA0XtEcegKmmchBI79GiVdLu-WMOV-YTCOzJWTN0/s320/028125052_12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXG0K1pHj3CUfSRQW4FRAXKJnPAiR5igLYNR6svk3iMNUYM9D_UCNbvNDMgbcCDjFK5p72zodk5nMtWOePXAtEPbiMU3Bx83pMemOmowcolWKUvJa2yn9zHN_v0FJZxk8OaL-UGFND5Nk/s1600-h/028125052_11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692659165997922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXG0K1pHj3CUfSRQW4FRAXKJnPAiR5igLYNR6svk3iMNUYM9D_UCNbvNDMgbcCDjFK5p72zodk5nMtWOePXAtEPbiMU3Bx83pMemOmowcolWKUvJa2yn9zHN_v0FJZxk8OaL-UGFND5Nk/s320/028125052_11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGoUPiJnsMMlitOkBDSJoYwv3HbE_fB37UfhmAuw_wkQUHl0Ihb-SsVrPVygQ0UirePL8Y1v63JJDv-S6kMpvvSfiSeAvMpwwL5c9HJYCpM72t6LvYPlNpL48tfVOgN8RsUPXJaiaaFI/s1600-h/028125052_09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692662683614850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGoUPiJnsMMlitOkBDSJoYwv3HbE_fB37UfhmAuw_wkQUHl0Ihb-SsVrPVygQ0UirePL8Y1v63JJDv-S6kMpvvSfiSeAvMpwwL5c9HJYCpM72t6LvYPlNpL48tfVOgN8RsUPXJaiaaFI/s320/028125052_09.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekAYRHyHyl1Wawd7RiV_O3b5TRCUNBUsv7keqf0V3iqpDh3L1oy78O-TbnAgzZB9KWU3aSkq0VD98PjsVPfSDtM_fonGziSqr-FyJG7B5V8zBB4a1ebPgXx_mE5qT8bBuejRMgrfi7VY/s1600-h/028125052_07.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692651838382642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekAYRHyHyl1Wawd7RiV_O3b5TRCUNBUsv7keqf0V3iqpDh3L1oy78O-TbnAgzZB9KWU3aSkq0VD98PjsVPfSDtM_fonGziSqr-FyJG7B5V8zBB4a1ebPgXx_mE5qT8bBuejRMgrfi7VY/s320/028125052_07.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGi2bAvdmdhu43sN3ZnSj9Fq2wnXg0MaAl2ormmdydcfGi2yNk91J9g4DD4ZInaj75rnMnuSgpoYrl_D_HQZxavxsjscZJE1g6jukoJOOcR3ApXWs8zSBNjTJ02QYvZNUSgSVhDpDBo6Y/s1600-h/028125052_04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692647902301586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGi2bAvdmdhu43sN3ZnSj9Fq2wnXg0MaAl2ormmdydcfGi2yNk91J9g4DD4ZInaj75rnMnuSgpoYrl_D_HQZxavxsjscZJE1g6jukoJOOcR3ApXWs8zSBNjTJ02QYvZNUSgSVhDpDBo6Y/s320/028125052_04.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-43931901401967270462009-02-16T22:16:00.000-08:002009-02-16T22:40:37.553-08:00Emma J Turns 3<div align="center">Today is Emma J's birthday!!! I wanted to post some pictures of the last 3 years with her!!!</div><div align="center">She has been sooo much fun!! At first I thought she was going to be my quiet "good" girl!! NOPE! She is crazy and silly and we love her for it!! </div><div align="center">My favorite things about her right now:</div><div align="center">1) Emma loves to tell "jokes" her favorite are Knock- Knock jokes and she laughs hysterically at them!!</div><div align="center">2) She has an amazing imagination. She currently has an imaginary friend named "Erica" The other day when she broke her favorite snow globe, she was sobbing and ran into her room yelling, "Erica did it!!!! Erica did it!!!"</div><div align="center">3) Her name is JJ and she is turning 16(just like her mom) and that is that... you don't think so, just ask her!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">JJ, Mommy loves you and I look forward for more birthdays to come!!!!</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSc0artdBo3zXN67IIlvjVRMbXbG6HB98VTHVEBZmq2WG1WoamfRcHBS2pi-5abUQQhH_FXv2gIS3Bq1Sc-YUdFVjZE58O6-6RGtJurcrsnkPTqwoVgpgUVU6wqWcpz8Spf6BMrSGoAec/s1600-h/emma+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303649625268468146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSc0artdBo3zXN67IIlvjVRMbXbG6HB98VTHVEBZmq2WG1WoamfRcHBS2pi-5abUQQhH_FXv2gIS3Bq1Sc-YUdFVjZE58O6-6RGtJurcrsnkPTqwoVgpgUVU6wqWcpz8Spf6BMrSGoAec/s320/emma+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjiEZxwz6o1Pwi2AGvBK5bYkgMxl3DOPAVLIA1fp63B_EUWmHIBFnXHlLvXx9oVnS1iGHsHZnXVlU_KMw_ono5EXhh-lqAM33QZ0k5Unv9Aj60jLjVwbNaDt_uQolvBmxHSf35DGz-DHo/s1600-h/emma+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303649618913118210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjiEZxwz6o1Pwi2AGvBK5bYkgMxl3DOPAVLIA1fp63B_EUWmHIBFnXHlLvXx9oVnS1iGHsHZnXVlU_KMw_ono5EXhh-lqAM33QZ0k5Unv9Aj60jLjVwbNaDt_uQolvBmxHSf35DGz-DHo/s320/emma+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpGuJOXL0W1DxFKtp4u92farsWo73NUlCIWlxNYPpoXSftplbS3JeXj1LSQNjBhqsI-QSoYYk7EZVLRDWAJ5JyoM00hLsY60Ki5MO_86ee5P0oKcqU8vEeg5uZMNg1CGFStlNcKjGmOo/s1600-h/emma+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303649620693733810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpGuJOXL0W1DxFKtp4u92farsWo73NUlCIWlxNYPpoXSftplbS3JeXj1LSQNjBhqsI-QSoYYk7EZVLRDWAJ5JyoM00hLsY60Ki5MO_86ee5P0oKcqU8vEeg5uZMNg1CGFStlNcKjGmOo/s320/emma+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This was her party today!!! She is such a goof ball!!! She has been asking to go to Chuck E. Cheese forever (or so it seems!!) <div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div align="center">Here is Birthday #2!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRjIAOrGyBAmc1oyxmC-oRWn2bD_i52pHDz9sWygEG30TwavguErhaIXFS_DhHr581Qe6uUzvw2ndBdUihRh8DHL8gaUVS7eJ-Xilwqas1OoeuSJR4L8q9Oa7ie393TLidAJyrmHSbkI/s1600-h/emma"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648863246991058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRjIAOrGyBAmc1oyxmC-oRWn2bD_i52pHDz9sWygEG30TwavguErhaIXFS_DhHr581Qe6uUzvw2ndBdUihRh8DHL8gaUVS7eJ-Xilwqas1OoeuSJR4L8q9Oa7ie393TLidAJyrmHSbkI/s320/emma's+birthday+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div> Emma's First Birthday!!!<br /></div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K6zR83Xnpd2JIF572qvDXujI5z06nJeS6AePoLRkgr0ADALCvdl3lbrjhti3jzJcUc-fRwqOxauS0ox9c-2il955CJ15W6TV5SV7TrrGS0B24qj8i5pU7LzymD3zH_GfwDBLZLk-vVE/s1600-h/emma"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648857404765922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K6zR83Xnpd2JIF572qvDXujI5z06nJeS6AePoLRkgr0ADALCvdl3lbrjhti3jzJcUc-fRwqOxauS0ox9c-2il955CJ15W6TV5SV7TrrGS0B24qj8i5pU7LzymD3zH_GfwDBLZLk-vVE/s320/emma's+1st+birthday+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />6 months and already a goofy girl!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpP-4NUe3kmo9iXqclJyVAtozJUmqRWXm-QG58PlqpP9ZkjivxCeEsZyqo53yyd5-ELKITABMPKsID8pf1XbdLOfwmRfdVUesUR0Hm6bQdPuqnl9jtFQd-d7U1an1z2VIYSi4WMIXo0s/s1600-h/107_107_00.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303648852342416370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpP-4NUe3kmo9iXqclJyVAtozJUmqRWXm-QG58PlqpP9ZkjivxCeEsZyqo53yyd5-ELKITABMPKsID8pf1XbdLOfwmRfdVUesUR0Hm6bQdPuqnl9jtFQd-d7U1an1z2VIYSi4WMIXo0s/s320/107_107_00.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div>Valentine's Day 2006 (2 days before Emma J was born!!!)<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Cs79aGmINMlx-lQUKPXK6IRcgwUjzwSdIZQptkYIK5wAp1veAOMzjKwUJRxRR3BVM_wKgjpLnawH9wOF9r98HMQRnMgfODtX76l8gBd7hzbqZRaqjV4WvI2cZZfMvvGR8tgZtnEHaaE/s1600-h/032_32.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647707390854098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Cs79aGmINMlx-lQUKPXK6IRcgwUjzwSdIZQptkYIK5wAp1veAOMzjKwUJRxRR3BVM_wKgjpLnawH9wOF9r98HMQRnMgfODtX76l8gBd7hzbqZRaqjV4WvI2cZZfMvvGR8tgZtnEHaaE/s320/032_32.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />After 2 contractions of pushing.....here she is!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxK22zD-TmILEjS2Zpk_cirYPGjeGguk7HykHmF5z000k0f7afXGum2cHScRP6CAtAaV7uiWbU6t9g4zI5jgU_QyW4YHMHhda4TR7J4Hr72rTL3xSBeQZ9UWoZponKEcyiZmRCQfqUb2s/s1600-h/043_43.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647701803620818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxK22zD-TmILEjS2Zpk_cirYPGjeGguk7HykHmF5z000k0f7afXGum2cHScRP6CAtAaV7uiWbU6t9g4zI5jgU_QyW4YHMHhda4TR7J4Hr72rTL3xSBeQZ9UWoZponKEcyiZmRCQfqUb2s/s320/043_43.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Big sister seeing her for the first time!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Pq4Q0q6jEJFKxH1LK_bvyKY8DsX54ljvWN-uXZHfdbFiOVX5JJQ9vpFBlL4SHtVDECe3flM4gAecAvfvepvid8iIuvhDJwQlwJjiPiz49WiJBnVkgpUh8z4IW7a8QAwv8QJq2ChnH5A/s1600-h/055_55.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647698185837858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Pq4Q0q6jEJFKxH1LK_bvyKY8DsX54ljvWN-uXZHfdbFiOVX5JJQ9vpFBlL4SHtVDECe3flM4gAecAvfvepvid8iIuvhDJwQlwJjiPiz49WiJBnVkgpUh8z4IW7a8QAwv8QJq2ChnH5A/s320/055_55.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />She still sleeps like an angel!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX6ydFMCYAnTAC7Ly0kSuuqFgrdXzhzc9jgKgwmCvkog9-JXiN_-eCzpIlOyVZ2WoXsXIbgbPaDElSuyI-YsnpAO944ZsFJ-mo7QEQuXEnN8mmCawdYe5AwNUdQJ4j4zkKhzWp5DDlm7k/s1600-h/075_75.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303647696221960690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX6ydFMCYAnTAC7Ly0kSuuqFgrdXzhzc9jgKgwmCvkog9-JXiN_-eCzpIlOyVZ2WoXsXIbgbPaDElSuyI-YsnpAO944ZsFJ-mo7QEQuXEnN8mmCawdYe5AwNUdQJ4j4zkKhzWp5DDlm7k/s320/075_75.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p> </p>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-15649097894842874252009-02-14T09:51:00.001-08:002009-02-14T09:53:44.635-08:00Happy Valentine's Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPfx08xZF7PLV_TBT2QjILYO0yIyGbq4OgJ5Js4lvk3V1Xt4Er3qBa0GJ7-yVmTo7Ky0HvMYDAjGbh0SMvesp0QjUl31GxSaRgOICgge0ohfxcUozwyLYPdhFGbQblt_nxZuyWVVEmUs/s1600-h/feb+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302712643297897506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPfx08xZF7PLV_TBT2QjILYO0yIyGbq4OgJ5Js4lvk3V1Xt4Er3qBa0GJ7-yVmTo7Ky0HvMYDAjGbh0SMvesp0QjUl31GxSaRgOICgge0ohfxcUozwyLYPdhFGbQblt_nxZuyWVVEmUs/s320/feb+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT_FZEUcrENEQIvkJwznWG7XtZqJIrHv7vjJpomLSj-zfpYu0b7W8XmiCOkb3vcvz5my-t_hJ0Z99bzQMhK3QBeKEME5Fuwt-N2_clthMqIXNeYEIKbVrx0tIzUzudhRVBGR3NwaWxy5M/s1600-h/feb+042.jpg"></a></p><br /><div align="center">I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day!!!<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT_FZEUcrENEQIvkJwznWG7XtZqJIrHv7vjJpomLSj-zfpYu0b7W8XmiCOkb3vcvz5my-t_hJ0Z99bzQMhK3QBeKEME5Fuwt-N2_clthMqIXNeYEIKbVrx0tIzUzudhRVBGR3NwaWxy5M/s1600-h/feb+042.jpg"></a></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-33942273350552584652009-02-06T12:20:00.000-08:002009-02-06T12:25:52.029-08:00Party at My Pad!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkaDFQsiAoiW3LnY3W0Yje64isf5acyGMRzf6MNHqFqQeEEC7nkc-QCiowYsrY77W__0k1nGlCJf6lj3XclbsUXMcpoATr8PlkOvguuKkaMlBmpzRiP69IFXT3FdtHRIptFnBiZYuke6A/s1600-h/feb+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299782782040747058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkaDFQsiAoiW3LnY3W0Yje64isf5acyGMRzf6MNHqFqQeEEC7nkc-QCiowYsrY77W__0k1nGlCJf6lj3XclbsUXMcpoATr8PlkOvguuKkaMlBmpzRiP69IFXT3FdtHRIptFnBiZYuke6A/s320/feb+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So this morning while I was in my room, Quincey comes in and says: </div><br /><div>"Hey Mom, remember the letter I sent you yesterday that said you were invited to my party tomorrow? Well, it is time for my part!!!" I walked out into the living room and this is what I found:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br />The girls had laid out this blanket and brought all sorts of "goodies" from the pantry, a game and we were watching Curious George! Mickey and Minnie were invited as well!!! How cute are they!!!~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-78521797881709381732009-01-21T22:00:00.000-08:002009-01-21T22:14:03.823-08:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxOP1SkYwSdY_QKeRIbJ2EVZ0dlljH2SNJJxqi6QSJuQKa80cDP7j1S4Sec0P3hUcPNsoZePddtWqBdzD7ETHIxUJcYi8VMA3hN6qPL38zvDSFiR-6dWOiAAqTtinwXeOG0B_m1gj90g/s1600-h/jan+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293994805031469842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxOP1SkYwSdY_QKeRIbJ2EVZ0dlljH2SNJJxqi6QSJuQKa80cDP7j1S4Sec0P3hUcPNsoZePddtWqBdzD7ETHIxUJcYi8VMA3hN6qPL38zvDSFiR-6dWOiAAqTtinwXeOG0B_m1gj90g/s320/jan+004.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I wanted to post these pictures that I took of the girls today. I have to say that the last few days they've been<br /> driving me absolutely CRAZY!!! Give myself a "time-out" locked in the bathroom kinda crazy!! But today while Ed and I were cleaning the house, my girls decided to be so very cute!! Emma J is "fishin" off the railing down the steps to the basement. She was so funny!! She would reel her line back in and say, "Oops!! no fish!!!"and then cast it back down!!! This one of Quincey and Ed I love because Ed was siting up on the counter and Quincey hopped up onto the counter with him and just started hugging him and telling him that he was the best dad on the entire "earf"!!! She had no idea that I was taking a picture of her!!! I took these to remind me that even on the worst days, my girls are truly a gift from God !!!</div><div> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSm59r8D7gQp9OhlC6vYoBVUqunuzBz7qMeyv4yEijcmUCUy9gdxVfo6d1F2ubapcHWpRMtg-5KQHvoMeEViVn8YoB1Zj05qBjXb8jNA1cKZG72o-as4tV-_hDKr5mvzYWSpfFuRP5k54/s1600-h/jan+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293996149996608866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSm59r8D7gQp9OhlC6vYoBVUqunuzBz7qMeyv4yEijcmUCUy9gdxVfo6d1F2ubapcHWpRMtg-5KQHvoMeEViVn8YoB1Zj05qBjXb8jNA1cKZG72o-as4tV-_hDKr5mvzYWSpfFuRP5k54/s320/jan+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWAAV08UFBHAS6CVx2A1FeERxPoyNbcuslWL-_-IWHkq4YNZb-AVoiUDFuyaMJZ6FQzOU8ccR79_aHcch1NnZIAS8-Or1apmC9-b_m0t_p3Jq2Kawz8S7vWs1zw8r98CqsxXfmOOF5T7A/s1600-h/jan+011.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-86059867660515090112009-01-18T13:00:00.000-08:002009-01-18T13:24:18.770-08:00Always Into Something!!!<p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwwE6VKQzmgyMLdh3Vv5ZXQOj1QCOXbC-5fUxCR6A8Qoqa3CzzFCx6po7xL0GPB7rOcqa8nUXLzRj9U_5UC' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">This is what I found last night after not hearing JJ for awhile!! </p>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-69233223711555510052008-12-27T10:25:00.000-08:002008-12-27T10:38:27.937-08:00Christmas Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4mIv3CYVdGPqEROsmg6kQhm0kpCEO04MT_AcjNxSM5ULHTolQsrwgg-uVpho4pm1hEdIRLNCfq2TfAZWrHnw3zdBtUhlryCInzTVfn1OcsaOGlFHZHg47c_oCF-72enLgvNNbNwV8kg/s1600-h/pics+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284539744544317922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4mIv3CYVdGPqEROsmg6kQhm0kpCEO04MT_AcjNxSM5ULHTolQsrwgg-uVpho4pm1hEdIRLNCfq2TfAZWrHnw3zdBtUhlryCInzTVfn1OcsaOGlFHZHg47c_oCF-72enLgvNNbNwV8kg/s320/pics+066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Christmas was great this year! My family came down and spent the night to spend Christmas morning together. Ed was supposed to work from 6:30am until 4:30 pm, but the guy he is training with right now asked the supervisor if it was OK if Ed came in at 9:30- it was great he was there form Christmas morning. At 3:00pm he called me to tell me he was on his way home!! What a great Christmas present! Here is my favorite present I got this year. It is a HUGE (queen size) soft, warm blanket! The girls had a great time, Quincey loved her "barbie" doll house and JJ loved her "dollhouse" (rose petal cottage) too!!!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-XLiX87mBFcq6PEOmjp_wJngUgPgNIhxKnf436xZkOoH3TqkOBWKgau6eGkq13wWI2u-qa8SHjFpO_nbnOEZm_0NYPNjYfO8CpIO5h3XI318hPj1WUhsq5KpMpI2xCVLh6uiLSfO7ww/s1600-h/pics+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284538883665558498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-XLiX87mBFcq6PEOmjp_wJngUgPgNIhxKnf436xZkOoH3TqkOBWKgau6eGkq13wWI2u-qa8SHjFpO_nbnOEZm_0NYPNjYfO8CpIO5h3XI318hPj1WUhsq5KpMpI2xCVLh6uiLSfO7ww/s320/pics+055.jpg" border="0" /></a> The girls loved playing in the snow!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpt2c9lIMi-ytOUD73W8ixL523FIYByobqdsmpav6HRqB0weCPD1kpmI3qcDst0mAxzNEmAgxGlKnLuDMk72B7bNi8LHcfMZXGIJ8XA9GRwi4BruihYNLPFSjwLEG_VUgtYMC7_hYr5bY/s1600-h/pics+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284538876965646290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpt2c9lIMi-ytOUD73W8ixL523FIYByobqdsmpav6HRqB0weCPD1kpmI3qcDst0mAxzNEmAgxGlKnLuDMk72B7bNi8LHcfMZXGIJ8XA9GRwi4BruihYNLPFSjwLEG_VUgtYMC7_hYr5bY/s320/pics+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8z_7eH3u5xXlbnsP21-5g8wfmwEAkupzGu_4HtE8tndn3tLGdID8wrGjdtzexQfeZS5PEOVHSZ0DnxopQ2SVKS138mpCSqS9SzCYXEasnP0KmvW7nWdX8ccOnEkema79f4EM0IWznt-c/s1600-h/pics+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284538872520611810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8z_7eH3u5xXlbnsP21-5g8wfmwEAkupzGu_4HtE8tndn3tLGdID8wrGjdtzexQfeZS5PEOVHSZ0DnxopQ2SVKS138mpCSqS9SzCYXEasnP0KmvW7nWdX8ccOnEkema79f4EM0IWznt-c/s320/pics+051.jpg" border="0" /></a>Quincey, JJ and baby Adalie!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJfvZNxtb6Dt5HDzdvO-uOWoZRyn6qsBd1MWacHSjqTBFJweEl2ftjiVs8YUvSQH2qmrqxh49xXHVl5WkJkcVEzkaIg1T-EefurAu-wBT_LfrT71Bk6Q8h_CZe3yEwGHyGVDkbKzRphM/s1600-h/pics+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284538866888334658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJfvZNxtb6Dt5HDzdvO-uOWoZRyn6qsBd1MWacHSjqTBFJweEl2ftjiVs8YUvSQH2qmrqxh49xXHVl5WkJkcVEzkaIg1T-EefurAu-wBT_LfrT71Bk6Q8h_CZe3yEwGHyGVDkbKzRphM/s320/pics+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Santa brought Quincey a new pair of roller blades!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBhSJQMfvgwuPNpkAzyJa4kh6vUSytmKp0aPNyJQt8FEtY2IJsJFBa9z3ahRNp_WD_9rC4pIq9zGeGE7wan4eWXYb4de8jEKEh5z49poxaM-iOloUZa6bLR0vhpVnE8_UTVyaIeiPzJo/s1600-h/pics+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284538862988652210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDBhSJQMfvgwuPNpkAzyJa4kh6vUSytmKp0aPNyJQt8FEtY2IJsJFBa9z3ahRNp_WD_9rC4pIq9zGeGE7wan4eWXYb4de8jEKEh5z49poxaM-iOloUZa6bLR0vhpVnE8_UTVyaIeiPzJo/s320/pics+045.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />JJ playing with Uncle Nate (who is a barnicle head) in her new house!<br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div><br /></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-85475079664993976492008-12-24T11:18:00.000-08:002008-12-24T11:31:26.078-08:00Passed!!!Just a short little blog today to share with you all my excitement! Many of you know that I took my EMT Practical Exam almost 2 weeks ago with no word if I passed or not. I felt good about taking the exam when we were practicing in my class, but when I got to the testing center, I found out that I only had 9 minutes to take each of the practical tests instead of 10! I knew that on the Medical one I would be fine, it was the Trauma in 9 minutes that made me nervous. I left the testing facility feeling really bad about the Trauma and just knew that I failed it (I did NOT want to re-take the entire thing!!!) Well, yesterday at work, I decided to check my e-mail once more for the night and sure enough- there it was- my results..... PASSED!!!! i celebrated with some of my co-workers last night!~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-64055925533976348952008-12-20T12:26:00.000-08:002008-12-20T12:30:05.503-08:00Family Christmas Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8oxkAVipkWX1Cw9_6E1nodJaonvCXb5oooQxBfz9kboHbcag9-1LegBTshsM3Z0Cyo_fBzqMBABxw128FYS_c-B1z5r8BIf9J2JvXpgXZulEVz2wsMQM9wyt_hemSX_ajSt6-oU0vM20/s1600-h/001238035_01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281972010966535602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8oxkAVipkWX1Cw9_6E1nodJaonvCXb5oooQxBfz9kboHbcag9-1LegBTshsM3Z0Cyo_fBzqMBABxw128FYS_c-B1z5r8BIf9J2JvXpgXZulEVz2wsMQM9wyt_hemSX_ajSt6-oU0vM20/s320/001238035_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6n6Y1tuDeSu3wQTxRi7vAhQ_DjpLYflSVuYrHCwFdVFoQQlF_aHb1Yv9oFMMCLj9AwPwdP7Wso2fIX17M0kFk-Mqypir0kwDlS3tes0kyaf-AqHa3R_Awhbfnwi8VBA0z44OxXYKNLZQ/s1600-h/001238035_14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281972008092502306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6n6Y1tuDeSu3wQTxRi7vAhQ_DjpLYflSVuYrHCwFdVFoQQlF_aHb1Yv9oFMMCLj9AwPwdP7Wso2fIX17M0kFk-Mqypir0kwDlS3tes0kyaf-AqHa3R_Awhbfnwi8VBA0z44OxXYKNLZQ/s320/001238035_14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GXGT-o1CWfxyCX22WnJ6tGUm1DYo_6rvo76b8ZdTEGVEPZ2Ilv-Yt5yYa8I2HcQDjVapprEWoGfQJzsd1kNLdrLroIhTUyg29tEglT4f56iD4FRYCQTLD1SxfYRkRTlcPVIEUaDRrD4/s1600-h/001238035_04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281972009258842898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GXGT-o1CWfxyCX22WnJ6tGUm1DYo_6rvo76b8ZdTEGVEPZ2Ilv-Yt5yYa8I2HcQDjVapprEWoGfQJzsd1kNLdrLroIhTUyg29tEglT4f56iD4FRYCQTLD1SxfYRkRTlcPVIEUaDRrD4/s320/001238035_04.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from The Amacher's</div><div align="center">Jes, Ed, Quincey and Emma J</div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-21922151101114997962008-12-17T08:25:00.000-08:002008-12-17T08:42:26.750-08:00TraditionsThis Christmas I am looking forward to some of our family traditions, new and old!<br /><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#006600;">Old Traditions</span></strong></em><br /><br />*On Christmas Eve, we always open a pair of new PJ's that our Grandma bought for us. On Quincey's first Christmas, my mom was so excited to be able to give the "grammie jammies" !!<br /><br />*When we were kids- well I mostly remember when my 2 younger siblings were little kids- we would sit on the stairs from downstairs and yell to ask if we could come up to see what Santa brought. It was so fun to see how excited the little ones were!!<br /><br />*On Christmas Eve, after we opened our jammies, my sister Stephanie and I, would watch It's a Wonderful Life before going to bed.<br /><br />*On Christmas morning, my dad would read from The Bible, the Birth of Christ, before opening any presents. My dad will be here for Christmas morning and so I hope that he will do that again for us this year! <br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">New Traditions</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br />* A new tradition that we have started is that my family comes down to my house on Christmas morning and we play games, play with new toys listen to music (and do NOT watch any TV!) all day and then I make a big dinner for our family. This has been my favorite new tradition!<br /><br />* On Christmas Eve, we go to Ed's mom's house for dinner and presents. She always gives the kids a "sock" her own version of a stocking. Ed's mom puts a lot of thought and effort into what she buys the kids for Christmas and makes it special for each of them.... we love her for it!!<br /><br />I am excited for new and old traditions alike! <br /><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Merry Christmas to all of you- May you all create new traditions this year!!!!</span>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-22596801250962028742008-12-16T11:32:00.001-08:002008-12-16T11:39:36.069-08:00Dance Rehersal<div align="center">Quincey's dance rehersal was this weekend. They got all dressed up in thier costumes and practiced at the Jr. High School! Quincey and Savannah had a great time!!!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxosa3ObMH9eosrSIDLFCJ6qn6ISfWzCU_H3ayUqARGjgrN0RHYf3nbSBqg9aZcIAacF11_NO_r7HlZDjO4VUlVckWM_BOslLz_5iyPvvyYkmkMpvma1ZZfxBsthTmW-vtkqKMLIzV35M/s1600-h/video+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280474252039351250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxosa3ObMH9eosrSIDLFCJ6qn6ISfWzCU_H3ayUqARGjgrN0RHYf3nbSBqg9aZcIAacF11_NO_r7HlZDjO4VUlVckWM_BOslLz_5iyPvvyYkmkMpvma1ZZfxBsthTmW-vtkqKMLIzV35M/s320/video+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bD1GgGPtZkifH3uokwc6HN8-1kVjs5bMw7vq-YKVP19BjgSr8NisA40Kqr4E0tCaLBxv653PYdNNytwF3AwPgHoixQzkZZ2R182h1Cl_rC_29jv6xl2XGMaSRN0rGbycMUNBI0wFvX8/s1600-h/video+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280474245481696386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bD1GgGPtZkifH3uokwc6HN8-1kVjs5bMw7vq-YKVP19BjgSr8NisA40Kqr4E0tCaLBxv653PYdNNytwF3AwPgHoixQzkZZ2R182h1Cl_rC_29jv6xl2XGMaSRN0rGbycMUNBI0wFvX8/s320/video+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> Miss Michelle, dance teacher<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE2XBEDuvlHyDG_zfkedhgct2w97zNA8dP1o_PHCeFWb6u0tw2vjZT98qgtWM0x51qzQVzi0A5koHWCWyjfDaHxZSuAXOryyFLmuGwDX4mQsWQBDIdDSoheaT3SCeUuB6LJfFvM2KNCA/s1600-h/video+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280474235366216706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE2XBEDuvlHyDG_zfkedhgct2w97zNA8dP1o_PHCeFWb6u0tw2vjZT98qgtWM0x51qzQVzi0A5koHWCWyjfDaHxZSuAXOryyFLmuGwDX4mQsWQBDIdDSoheaT3SCeUuB6LJfFvM2KNCA/s320/video+012.jpg" border="0" /></a>The whole class<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISmE7FpoYNjatIO27fNI-HoHGcxjyJj58kaG6EzE3gvYxJTRDWPpK2-xjY19UTKVE3jRgq5-7dbvXyfhJ8PoJ3wMhi335iuuGzySIJhwkCgB_hSN7xVvq0apnlXTIb1AaEtHSuy56LUo/s1600-h/video+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280474224257793314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISmE7FpoYNjatIO27fNI-HoHGcxjyJj58kaG6EzE3gvYxJTRDWPpK2-xjY19UTKVE3jRgq5-7dbvXyfhJ8PoJ3wMhi335iuuGzySIJhwkCgB_hSN7xVvq0apnlXTIb1AaEtHSuy56LUo/s320/video+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div></div><br /></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-59495244398614622212008-12-09T01:20:00.001-08:002008-12-09T01:41:20.346-08:00How little they once were!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6-Im8ykFsR58mGw4mpHZvW1AVXIyeXRtLtCsnkw2l7OhbWMI5KMTb53HWu_m5ADfYBLnCx1zBdA_3uTqTV77opB0p3sadi3h_s1qa__WgnvgiuHyzPmNxM91Z9rd0e6EoffhjYbDius/s1600-h/Riding+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277719097306237666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6-Im8ykFsR58mGw4mpHZvW1AVXIyeXRtLtCsnkw2l7OhbWMI5KMTb53HWu_m5ADfYBLnCx1zBdA_3uTqTV77opB0p3sadi3h_s1qa__WgnvgiuHyzPmNxM91Z9rd0e6EoffhjYbDius/s320/Riding+018.jpg" border="0" /></a>It amazes me to go back and see these pictures and realize how fast my girls are growing up!! It really doesn't seem like it was that long ago that these were taken! Quincey was just 2 and we were up at my mom's house. She loved to carry those kitties around everywhere!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRx1tbn0mfn7-gbvo3dFbA2wNLzaannXlnuF0cNKhcEpI6GSWW9hWVD-3tSy6HtGVavN3_rWtkcyWAjgyuFkPsmr4yp_cyrKuD9jOyS4rq-8ZDVyv2g4sGcQEx70SC-Jf8vLAp8GOBJqc/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277718283698710658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRx1tbn0mfn7-gbvo3dFbA2wNLzaannXlnuF0cNKhcEpI6GSWW9hWVD-3tSy6HtGVavN3_rWtkcyWAjgyuFkPsmr4yp_cyrKuD9jOyS4rq-8ZDVyv2g4sGcQEx70SC-Jf8vLAp8GOBJqc/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> This picture was taken the same year. Notice both of my girls did not have a whole lot of hair!! Quincey, at the time, was going through a stage where she would pull out her hair. During that time she lost a lot of hair. Boy has it ever grown back!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRrNsOMXXXJZXEMn_TsdHilH0gTthTJcOdM0dyY6UJ-Nyu_GKRtaWu7kw3D2jOxGT3AeiY2rjADaCkFbTyX_fcwpdY9dubCUclX54Y0UNjntsYH7lnfkfAy5podklU7vpB5VxZ_kCbyo/s1600-h/emma.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277721596510441314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRrNsOMXXXJZXEMn_TsdHilH0gTthTJcOdM0dyY6UJ-Nyu_GKRtaWu7kw3D2jOxGT3AeiY2rjADaCkFbTyX_fcwpdY9dubCUclX54Y0UNjntsYH7lnfkfAy5podklU7vpB5VxZ_kCbyo/s320/emma.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Little did I know at the time that Emma J would<br />become the prankster/joker of the family. I guess that the signs were there early on!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-82844429347741351312008-11-27T19:20:00.001-08:002008-11-27T19:34:21.710-08:00Happy Thanksgiving<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jzWBg2D24A3aosfjeNxyhnYnMvcAZNdtcRXPxsMRdwa5XCUbDo0-b3JljBLn6NN87H89ZG0nztDVp2-mmY581CbIvP0E9po8bLuhfbhC2-5kml3MskIJ0tHCyiV877Hx4bX8npAodss/s1600-h/pic+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273543153657657826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jzWBg2D24A3aosfjeNxyhnYnMvcAZNdtcRXPxsMRdwa5XCUbDo0-b3JljBLn6NN87H89ZG0nztDVp2-mmY581CbIvP0E9po8bLuhfbhC2-5kml3MskIJ0tHCyiV877Hx4bX8npAodss/s320/pic+046.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here is our picture in the Salt Lake Tribune! </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">This year I am very thankful that our family survived the Police Academy! I am also very thankful that in these tough economic times that Ed has a good and secure job. I am thankful that my children are healthy and growing up to be such amazing little people. I am thankful that our parents are still young and able to be an active part of my girls' lives( who else but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gramma's</span> can spoil your kids?!!?!) I am most thankful to the Lord for giving me such a beautiful life!!!<br /></div><div align="center"></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-80523040203933012712008-11-26T14:23:00.001-08:002008-11-27T17:29:16.118-08:00Graduation!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuE5MSLBRPDCz2GXjndicAdf-uHxcOYyKvCXASDTSXAL50Qhals9QR0f2GPFeZkB9di5y_SUx3qO38Wt70KdRcUvIIQNiiBdEp-FJooavUUmB8ORYISrKjyyJmLSxvU7iK4Hl9dQmOYU/s1600-h/pic+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273096024325502498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuE5MSLBRPDCz2GXjndicAdf-uHxcOYyKvCXASDTSXAL50Qhals9QR0f2GPFeZkB9di5y_SUx3qO38Wt70KdRcUvIIQNiiBdEp-FJooavUUmB8ORYISrKjyyJmLSxvU7iK4Hl9dQmOYU/s320/pic+039.jpg" border="0" /></a> Graduation day is finally here!!! I must tell you that these past 5 months have seemed like 5 years!!! When Ed was hired on with Salt Lake, he knew that he would have to repeat the Police Academy. I don't think that he realized how difficult that would be... ya know going back to being the "new guy" or "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">toby</span>" as they call it. This day has been a long time coming. I am so very proud of him for going through all of this so that our family will have better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">opportunities</span> in the future!! I am very excited for what is in store for his career at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">SLCPD</span>. On Monday we had a dinner with Chief Burbank and he let us ask any question of him that we had. I was very much impressed with him and his attitude about the police dept. It truly has been a refreshing change from before... and that is all I will say. Congrats to Ed and all of the hard work!!!! You're done!!!!<br /><br /><strong>**If you want to see the news story on in, click on</strong> <a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=4910741">http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=4910741</a> ***<br /><br />If you want to see the 6 mile pride run click here: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjXFaLqEaNE">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjXFaLqEaNE</a>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-32586763034241937502008-11-17T18:13:00.000-08:002008-11-19T20:41:33.494-08:00Quincey's Mommy Tag..1. What is something mom always says to you? <span style="color:#33ffff;">"Don't be mean to your sister!"<br /></span><br />2.What makes mommy happy?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "To be nice!"<br /></span><br />3. What makes mom sad?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "When I hit."</span><br /><br />4.How does mommy make you laugh?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Um, with funny faces!!"<br /></span><br />5. What was mom like as a child? <span style="color:#33ffff;">"Um I don't know, that's a tough one!!"</span><br /><br />6. How old is your mom? <span style="color:#33ffff;">"16!"</span> (I have trained her well!! On my 30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> birthday, someone asked her how old I looked... she replied 16- duh her age!!!!)<br /><br />7. How tall is your mom? <span style="color:#33ffff;">"really tall."</span> ( I guess to her I am!!)<br /><br />8. What is your mom's favorite thing to do?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Go shopping at Target!"</span><br /><br />9. What does your mom do when your not around?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Just wait for me to come home!"<br /></span><br />10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "For doing fun things."<br /></span><br />11. What is your mom really good at?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Cooking dinner and working hard at work!"<br /></span><br />12. What is your mom not very good at?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "The laundry!"</span><br /><br />13. What does your mom do for her job?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Helps people in the hospital."</span><br /><br />14. What is your mom's favorite food? "<span style="color:#33ffff;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cous</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cous</span>, just like me!"</span><br /><br />15. What makes you proud of your mom?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> " By cleaning up my room."</span> ( I think she thought the question was what makes your mom proud of you)<br /><br />16. If your mom was a cartoon character who would she be? <span style="color:#33ffff;">"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Squidward"</span></span> (from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Spongebob</span>)<br /><br />17. What do you and your mom do together?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Sing songs."<br /></span><br />18. How are you and your mom the same? <span style="color:#33ffff;">" I really don't know, this is a tough one.. it is a really hard one... I don't know... what do you think the right answer is?!!?!"</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Hmmm</span>. I WONDER how Quincey and I are alike!!<br /><br />19. How are you and your mom different?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> " By having different hair!" </span><br /><br />20. How do you know your mom loves you?<span style="color:#33ffff;"> "Because she gives me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">lovies</span> and kisses!"</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Quincey tags: Savannah, Natalie (steph, you really don't have to ask Natalie!!) and Andie!!</span></strong>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-24726145115149006692008-11-14T19:15:00.000-08:002008-11-14T19:26:08.959-08:00Movie Night!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__p6-jmWYG_rFOEfMIDUSC7w7E_W3OH-WxU1v4XtdxZKOZOmfjoO_tQrjTKHCU_BOtdC3cLDAppAY3-wWLzuQZUSODvvE2ses83fRUVezN957LMvHHfkoh6xGJrwz4A4G4sZrYLC7ipA/s1600-h/pic+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268718057745585618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__p6-jmWYG_rFOEfMIDUSC7w7E_W3OH-WxU1v4XtdxZKOZOmfjoO_tQrjTKHCU_BOtdC3cLDAppAY3-wWLzuQZUSODvvE2ses83fRUVezN957LMvHHfkoh6xGJrwz4A4G4sZrYLC7ipA/s320/pic+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Movie night at our house is a lot of fun! The girls get into <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">jammies</span> and bring pillows, blankets and their favorite stuffed animals. They come in and snuggle up with Mom or Dad (mainly Dad because they have missed him all day long) and we all watch a movie! My girls love to watch Veggie Tales movies and right now the favorite is Moe and The Big Exit. Maybe Santa will bring another Veggie Tales movie to watch so that Dad can see some new material. Tonight, as my girls and my sweet husband lay on our bed for movie night, I got a little sentimental. Maybe it was the funeral of the fallen officer from North Salt Lake that Ed attended today, or just hormones, but I got to thinking that these are the times that I really need to cherish. Life is too <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">precious</span> to let slip away. I feel like if I blink, these monents will pass me by. I know that it is so cliche to say, but tonight, I truly believe, that it is little things in life that are what we really do need to keep in our hearts!</div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-66932374918432344812008-11-13T14:20:00.000-08:002008-11-13T14:44:02.065-08:00A Change Is In The Air!!So, after months of debating weather or not I should do something drastic with my hair... I decided to go for it!!! I was either going to cut it very short or make a dramatic color change..... Here is the final result. It has taken my a couple of days to get used to my reflection in the mirror, but I really like it!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268275200504605186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfCoKkjRTuk_hdeIlEC6Sj-fAWgPaMAyL8UaZ9OyBu82ud9oNOvWq1uuAeAvht6GBo7OJk4LMqEEoMT1DlMvW2Sak2ks6423OwgWpQvRoQeOsh3a2oZ0BNq7lq9ZgM27YD3hxio8cDg74/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" />~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-743954941390828042008-11-05T12:16:00.000-08:002008-11-05T12:29:34.777-08:00Snow... Finally!!!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnN_Hf2vDnTmsHzyPjY8LHmrxGHTOJy31dNFF_TQIJM4K70A-gRc5NBcxs3_HpD5AfknhAh533KwzYLcJoYAANVXDgAzs6NeWcfdR9r1trwlwAn4TQF5o1rIZkuGwcx24K7PFbpoWJ-Mg/s1600-h/winter+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265272584552742098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnN_Hf2vDnTmsHzyPjY8LHmrxGHTOJy31dNFF_TQIJM4K70A-gRc5NBcxs3_HpD5AfknhAh533KwzYLcJoYAANVXDgAzs6NeWcfdR9r1trwlwAn4TQF5o1rIZkuGwcx24K7PFbpoWJ-Mg/s200/winter+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The leaves are not even gone, yet it is time for snow!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTdWIR6rt0H2dVfqHwagkqQRdkAmEXDNpg-ikXlN5ONY1ilZpUibtxL0Tf-ON86iv1-AmQZr4V4-nmH7qednIcsvksvWY8zwl6RrpFn1Cwc8R8_i8fGJM583d7ljgrlddIduKqw7dx0s/s1600-h/winter+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265270328634200450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTdWIR6rt0H2dVfqHwagkqQRdkAmEXDNpg-ikXlN5ONY1ilZpUibtxL0Tf-ON86iv1-AmQZr4V4-nmH7qednIcsvksvWY8zwl6RrpFn1Cwc8R8_i8fGJM583d7ljgrlddIduKqw7dx0s/s320/winter+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Finally snow!! For the past 2 months, my girls have been so excited for the snow to come. They have pulled out all of the gloves, hats, snow boots, etc., to "practice" getting ready for the first snow fall of the season. Snow= <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christmas</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> little minds. So this morning when they woke up, they looked out the window and screamed, "SNOW!!!!" Emma <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">didn</span> 't even want to wait to get dressed, so I let her put some pants on under her nightgown and go outside on the deck to play in the snow.<br /><br />They played and ate snow for quite awhile, and Quincey comes in and says, "Mom, I think that it is time for you to make me some hot chocolate! It is really cold out there!" I made my sweet girls some hot chocolate and we all sat around the table talking about how excited we are the Christmas is just around the corner! It has been so much fun lately with my daughters because they are so full of new ideas and great conversation!</div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-31021210762443038492008-11-04T13:50:00.001-08:002008-11-04T14:12:35.898-08:00Happy Halloween!!<div align="center">The kids ready to go Trick-Or-Treating!</div><div align="center">Quincey: A Fairy Princess</div><div align="center">Emma: A Scary Monster(Frankenstein)</div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Korbyn</span>: A Dragon</div><div align="center">Tia: Hannah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Montana</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe114CrUdNRuCVyqXs3J9XWGM0ZnlSlIOKQq0jN6f3y2BX2jsBS3FYy2e83ic6crxXWFsXJ0odCOi0A8pBX63EYArw5x0PU2SRXQU90XdcVH2AM16yV28zqB_bVHxtAraTozSlKmzcGtI/s1600-h/halloween+049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264925717115913202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe114CrUdNRuCVyqXs3J9XWGM0ZnlSlIOKQq0jN6f3y2BX2jsBS3FYy2e83ic6crxXWFsXJ0odCOi0A8pBX63EYArw5x0PU2SRXQU90XdcVH2AM16yV28zqB_bVHxtAraTozSlKmzcGtI/s320/halloween+049.jpg" border="0" /></a> Halloween was a lot of fun this year because my girls wanted more say in what they were going to be this year.</div><div align="center">Emma insisted on being a "scary monster, so I can scare that dog!!!" I borrowed a costume from my sister-in-law that her little boy wore 2 years ago. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">JJ</span> did get called a boy a couple of times, but all in all she looked like the cutest scary monster out there! She ran around "scaring" all the bigger kids and had some great laughs doing so!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-a5u-8xLrk0GEI6BdLL7U2s34kyGgshT81S1Izt48UpFjGz2KwIGN2ioKTQriAeTtorVIqMjWiJ_I7q1_EGxKQXuLCenn0rOGMZWsedKl-GZSSrzCySFMx8XO-PpjPO9ADEPc4zk6wNo/s1600-h/halloween+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923631556043890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-a5u-8xLrk0GEI6BdLL7U2s34kyGgshT81S1Izt48UpFjGz2KwIGN2ioKTQriAeTtorVIqMjWiJ_I7q1_EGxKQXuLCenn0rOGMZWsedKl-GZSSrzCySFMx8XO-PpjPO9ADEPc4zk6wNo/s320/halloween+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">JJ</span> and her Jack-O-Lantern:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Emma J had a total blast carving the pumpkins! She kept carving long after her eyes, nose, mouth were all cut out!! Quincey, on the other hand, thought that carving Jack-O-Lantern's was way too messy. She hated taking out the seed on the inside and washed her hands about 5 times throughout the process!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3rcr6lHauCLhFFnnPeAC9UBiP77Nfh_mXonG4NcFd17UDwDH6mWPVRedq5sXECTW2rB-RkIDb42LsTp3dknLsUZJX0ed4Xe8SuA6RItzm8eSL6am34beTwqk7T4p4I-u-5alv08hvBGg/s1600-h/halloween+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264923621345442914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3rcr6lHauCLhFFnnPeAC9UBiP77Nfh_mXonG4NcFd17UDwDH6mWPVRedq5sXECTW2rB-RkIDb42LsTp3dknLsUZJX0ed4Xe8SuA6RItzm8eSL6am34beTwqk7T4p4I-u-5alv08hvBGg/s320/halloween+026.jpg" border="0" /></a>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-54696506199472870712008-11-04T13:30:00.001-08:002008-11-04T14:11:10.252-08:00Pumkin Patch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQlRbGUEinHKC6CaI5nnl3wkJefp4KwLE4KTUziNcLNfnSiPQYi0X2pEdrMOfGq4shwQaeQNmiPZavH66-YlBkSRkZ21ybHrJcaoyyewTqe2gdDJl5qHolhy7w77Hz_7n-Qy_mcXCnc8/s1600-h/halloween+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264920882083455122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQlRbGUEinHKC6CaI5nnl3wkJefp4KwLE4KTUziNcLNfnSiPQYi0X2pEdrMOfGq4shwQaeQNmiPZavH66-YlBkSRkZ21ybHrJcaoyyewTqe2gdDJl5qHolhy7w77Hz_7n-Qy_mcXCnc8/s320/halloween+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We all went to a Pumpkin Patch down in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Santaquin</span>. We went on a hay ride out to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pumpkin</span> patch. All the way to the farm, Quincey was upset because she did not really want to sit ON the hay. Hay, in her opinion, was too "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">prickly</span>" and stuck in your pants! When we arrived, she was pleased to see the we would only be sitting on a bench that the tractor pulled and not the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">actual</span> hay! The girls were able to pick out <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">their</span> own pumpkins, but I think that all Emma J wanted to do was run around and roll the pumpkins down the hill!!! We had a great time!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhknQbXfD1OopByfapYOgvyZwL0IrACX8zFx-NLJjq4t5OYOR8dISQODWCUI0vV8kDc5ZRu-a_jN6LWP9CtT3wQ8gOvoPsYctWcW5crWSntv_5q0k5UMTtWGoqFhLGqIrKhZqscYjmHwq0/s1600-h/halloween+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264920871058867618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhknQbXfD1OopByfapYOgvyZwL0IrACX8zFx-NLJjq4t5OYOR8dISQODWCUI0vV8kDc5ZRu-a_jN6LWP9CtT3wQ8gOvoPsYctWcW5crWSntv_5q0k5UMTtWGoqFhLGqIrKhZqscYjmHwq0/s320/halloween+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCMkAsUHpvIDnHYo6j4PMx9D9LmnJwg61pupcEfe0NO8L4llVbRlYDV_Zt7hdn_ZuSMjM4zeLHz5iKqaI8Ka-GS9hzmeZLsmkEs8rlsRupucfD-klVSmitLqey3BWUo2ViZLtkaCry0t8/s1600-h/halloween+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264920865390186914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCMkAsUHpvIDnHYo6j4PMx9D9LmnJwg61pupcEfe0NO8L4llVbRlYDV_Zt7hdn_ZuSMjM4zeLHz5iKqaI8Ka-GS9hzmeZLsmkEs8rlsRupucfD-klVSmitLqey3BWUo2ViZLtkaCry0t8/s320/halloween+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid62M_7_0aWAb7E5dcg6eYNeFhxrhMmmdXVnrI5t7NoA1fqgv5fg4_rHPx3F08c7GeDNpML5xDiaf0x_pUfSx3UPL7yKiq0OPeS4lDjrj32Bk8DdkZYcekXnam7DcOp96mFOhp73rtFnY/s1600-h/halloween+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264920852181666530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid62M_7_0aWAb7E5dcg6eYNeFhxrhMmmdXVnrI5t7NoA1fqgv5fg4_rHPx3F08c7GeDNpML5xDiaf0x_pUfSx3UPL7yKiq0OPeS4lDjrj32Bk8DdkZYcekXnam7DcOp96mFOhp73rtFnY/s320/halloween+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-2674043974710712332008-10-21T21:25:00.001-07:002008-10-21T21:38:26.874-07:00My girls at Gramma's Farm<div align="center">We went to my parent's house for my dad's 50<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> birthday.<br />My girls LOVE to ride the horses and play with the animals!</div><br /><div align="center">Quincey loves to go as fast as she can on the horses. She has recently discovered "cantering".. lovely.....</div><br /><div align="center">Emma J likes to ride, but she loves to play with Ginger the dog and all of the barn cats my parents have...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9TaZ1T0E3f7BYZzl_oGCXXzpoppdIjaKZj6tkqchwycjVqExPg_q1TBtouHXkUpoZWvUhuQsN1JfeEATV9WezBJIwDyK44b_9Zj101yA7ApQvAQoQTT40JWJjFGflOoSg5kqUoHbZE10/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831887541658402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9TaZ1T0E3f7BYZzl_oGCXXzpoppdIjaKZj6tkqchwycjVqExPg_q1TBtouHXkUpoZWvUhuQsN1JfeEATV9WezBJIwDyK44b_9Zj101yA7ApQvAQoQTT40JWJjFGflOoSg5kqUoHbZE10/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Emma J</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCim5e8FOV72DfuqFZqBCjQCVNdSKaK7kr3eesMte6xMBt7CaeQ2CgrJnG44Eo-RDTM_aIPWBDwpTNJzT9b1DwwNz8m9dzKhGHGXcg144z-G7V1vKAygEOhwRO2BsvfibJ6U0oYwpSdg/s1600-h/18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831891426419186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCim5e8FOV72DfuqFZqBCjQCVNdSKaK7kr3eesMte6xMBt7CaeQ2CgrJnG44Eo-RDTM_aIPWBDwpTNJzT9b1DwwNz8m9dzKhGHGXcg144z-G7V1vKAygEOhwRO2BsvfibJ6U0oYwpSdg/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlTBngugHAO6z5fVmuVqIm968wPtcxlko5XvVioHf8T1XJtM2I1l8XeYijyAL8vjhjg3bB_4A7PSuG__gFuH_Fq8esdUT-N7_Rzn4djMY4FffgynF5u5BjRI-6oWorqoTJ-pX3FOwWVJ0/s1600-h/22.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831892924663858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlTBngugHAO6z5fVmuVqIm968wPtcxlko5XvVioHf8T1XJtM2I1l8XeYijyAL8vjhjg3bB_4A7PSuG__gFuH_Fq8esdUT-N7_Rzn4djMY4FffgynF5u5BjRI-6oWorqoTJ-pX3FOwWVJ0/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a>"Look Mom, no hands!!!"</p><br /><p align="center"><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRv5Qe9iqpnoDkwCYNGQQZkVIkwMpJ_bKBbKDWFnfPZt9yBYakY_Ir82oOlWroBf2zgMKmmjyqm__xk2k82m15mpxu-TDwyw7B8GlAG6miysxgnsspPHWZNVuFv_QARV3QNmMFkXghWY/s1600-h/24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831897765861698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRv5Qe9iqpnoDkwCYNGQQZkVIkwMpJ_bKBbKDWFnfPZt9yBYakY_Ir82oOlWroBf2zgMKmmjyqm__xk2k82m15mpxu-TDwyw7B8GlAG6miysxgnsspPHWZNVuFv_QARV3QNmMFkXghWY/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTIjeKji874sdcJJ-WzWPusxT3qXZZAp6CZdzJLeszZzKdujbH_IJMx0vLP49pkz_JWYLxBhmXT-QO0wlSHZELi1Ahp014e5ELzoc5kxADVugkotgR_fqQul2b_HiNzzJ9HsV-S58bXQ/s1600-h/40.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259831903811500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDTIjeKji874sdcJJ-WzWPusxT3qXZZAp6CZdzJLeszZzKdujbH_IJMx0vLP49pkz_JWYLxBhmXT-QO0wlSHZELi1Ahp014e5ELzoc5kxADVugkotgR_fqQul2b_HiNzzJ9HsV-S58bXQ/s320/40.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">JJ</span> and Ginger- best buds!<br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFuzZ42a-XciZPRZDXQmoCb8RtPwgUtdMoQPKSXfa229CAGkojbQrWxMmKm9M57093g96cK9EFWq1xakxSenG7RrHKwUjE85XWAmd-NMAFokz3ilBx45AFNEfwCRsMoqaFlbmmU2HGtAg/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259830328215486226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFuzZ42a-XciZPRZDXQmoCb8RtPwgUtdMoQPKSXfa229CAGkojbQrWxMmKm9M57093g96cK9EFWq1xakxSenG7RrHKwUjE85XWAmd-NMAFokz3ilBx45AFNEfwCRsMoqaFlbmmU2HGtAg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /></a>"Is it My turn yet!!??!?"</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDjfaLKrCyWeCuuodh3CGjA93ouM_WKTNLFskK1kmex8ZBKZXbP81yYi2PBcKPNy_0UbCp6I-UvtovLAS0eswqAdwtPDrQlj0qasvV7mcIQCDG5pp65JFnn870I36mpsFa2NS01o_KVI/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259830331204283442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDjfaLKrCyWeCuuodh3CGjA93ouM_WKTNLFskK1kmex8ZBKZXbP81yYi2PBcKPNy_0UbCp6I-UvtovLAS0eswqAdwtPDrQlj0qasvV7mcIQCDG5pp65JFnn870I36mpsFa2NS01o_KVI/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeT0z1vXrH_uRgLg_9SIANwEUMtRcT12uYap8d3zsH_gTfPUhm_Oh5kETxAglLnMuZ1Wx7SWctwLG9lqrAN3E7PUiK88MSakKgVXY9EDhZ3peVEa0EdLXd58OmQAJW7RDjiJlU_OJd76w/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259830336773800754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeT0z1vXrH_uRgLg_9SIANwEUMtRcT12uYap8d3zsH_gTfPUhm_Oh5kETxAglLnMuZ1Wx7SWctwLG9lqrAN3E7PUiK88MSakKgVXY9EDhZ3peVEa0EdLXd58OmQAJW7RDjiJlU_OJd76w/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /></a>My big girl riding by herself </p><br /><br /><p align="center"><br /></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzWu7yAN596N3ePOA40mzo7QMQc3vW6qrioZqv000BuSYeVN91qNwWQIXp7zZa3ujCKaBYaclLaqirTlbggKTqoj5toDABJULNOXU8E0xMvtDCqxkGq0unED2pP832KDwTsBXW-sJ9a0/s1600-h/15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259830339727412722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzWu7yAN596N3ePOA40mzo7QMQc3vW6qrioZqv000BuSYeVN91qNwWQIXp7zZa3ujCKaBYaclLaqirTlbggKTqoj5toDABJULNOXU8E0xMvtDCqxkGq0unED2pP832KDwTsBXW-sJ9a0/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMr0z6LC5OMhsUN9wW2m7H-WTmSqsHuCFAfgWRhu7EPtr62FEv-_nPZWMQiW7Ux4Wxa-X7kyJMj-SLH0WwT1Mt3JA-yh-S0PCkISfWoLH6qr1l1o5Qb7bGXBL2MZE6cUZIST1dxd6N7g/s1600-h/31.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259830345472484146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVMr0z6LC5OMhsUN9wW2m7H-WTmSqsHuCFAfgWRhu7EPtr62FEv-_nPZWMQiW7Ux4Wxa-X7kyJMj-SLH0WwT1Mt3JA-yh-S0PCkISfWoLH6qr1l1o5Qb7bGXBL2MZE6cUZIST1dxd6N7g/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hangin</span>' out at the barn.<br /></p>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226545076214741041.post-46002147336765932622008-10-12T19:31:00.001-07:002008-10-12T19:50:13.860-07:00Family Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjSS1MoCse2P78zRKytasd1u-tEAW2prGAWfPPWpRqqjCY9HI2OIWXQJpNU_O9jc_XQbgbliwUZjyHgnVWQPYhS-9Ac1KvkJyIJekxwdj7rmjgEdPc1gkPTqb9SacGj-KNl3GFFYoQGw/s1600-h/DSC_0745bw.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256463290229213618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjSS1MoCse2P78zRKytasd1u-tEAW2prGAWfPPWpRqqjCY9HI2OIWXQJpNU_O9jc_XQbgbliwUZjyHgnVWQPYhS-9Ac1KvkJyIJekxwdj7rmjgEdPc1gkPTqb9SacGj-KNl3GFFYoQGw/s320/DSC_0745bw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div align="center">Bennett Family Renunion 2008<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPaUQKfOFYFunJeWe0Wf88DB-_W6pdGz45vSvJa4xtnpGZhaPUj971yNs0P6Bojc1ygWI3GVPWgCmpnIAURcPm-I2QmqJbOXvf0-F_H3TewK08vjj3YujdcLCskj-ILeTajXHY62iYRao/s1600-h/DSC_0324.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256464008856285650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPaUQKfOFYFunJeWe0Wf88DB-_W6pdGz45vSvJa4xtnpGZhaPUj971yNs0P6Bojc1ygWI3GVPWgCmpnIAURcPm-I2QmqJbOXvf0-F_H3TewK08vjj3YujdcLCskj-ILeTajXHY62iYRao/s320/DSC_0324.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br />Quincey- She posed for almost every shot!<br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGLhAXBk2Dnn6etPQAov3RxGKyQgJRunxw-tPsZzyP4tVNYji9q3HrVm1uzd7XBHH7TTHp4g5ww1V0cyBIH4DoDcEZuzHvhbxln0vwYYqOCXUwC3Y2AKs49O_02a7Hh6xzhWUlt96G5Xs/s1600-h/DSC_0206.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256461759811841234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGLhAXBk2Dnn6etPQAov3RxGKyQgJRunxw-tPsZzyP4tVNYji9q3HrVm1uzd7XBHH7TTHp4g5ww1V0cyBIH4DoDcEZuzHvhbxln0vwYYqOCXUwC3Y2AKs49O_02a7Hh6xzhWUlt96G5Xs/s320/DSC_0206.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br />My Little JJ She is so beautiful....<br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5brLgUNmalSQ9vrsb9yCRxsNHarb3UOX3nnik4HPtjrQda1hfNjQtBNlFdTUqHSDyf3bk1eXxE4LDke0e0X1Q-0RTvTRG39a-SiZH7AwGX8SfmIUgcJXKD6UQGle-YRLFX8jhNPB-Nmk/s1600-h/DSC_0248.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256461462096794146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5brLgUNmalSQ9vrsb9yCRxsNHarb3UOX3nnik4HPtjrQda1hfNjQtBNlFdTUqHSDyf3bk1eXxE4LDke0e0X1Q-0RTvTRG39a-SiZH7AwGX8SfmIUgcJXKD6UQGle-YRLFX8jhNPB-Nmk/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br />Quincey and Wyatt(cousin) He is the man.... </div><div>He drove all the ladies around in his 'ride' !!!! </div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div></div>~Jess!c@~http://www.blogger.com/profile/02137964944100130794noreply@blogger.com4