<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='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' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 13:04:22 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>motherhood</category><category>springtime</category><category>sisters</category><category>random-ness</category><category>nursery</category><category>belly shots</category><category>projects</category><category>updates</category><category>old times</category><category>family photos</category><category>professional photos</category><category>travel</category><category>Halloween</category><category>my blog</category><category>video</category><category>Dr. visit</category><category>grammy and papa</category><category>work</category><category>birth story</category><category>Our wedding</category><category>weekends with daddy</category><category>singing</category><category>the mexican getaway</category><category>Christmas</category><category>Sophie</category><category>the dolly</category><category>Shaun</category><category>milestones</category><category>the boot</category><category>valdez</category><category>fall</category><category>school</category><category>countdown to birthday</category><category>Randi</category><category>Jenn's OCD</category><category>interview</category><category>Julianne's 1st birthday</category><category>Father's day</category><category>cabin fever</category><category>holidays</category><category>swimming</category><category>Cali trip 2008</category><category>Julianne's buddies</category><category>outings</category><category>Claire</category><category>Easter</category><category>Julianne dancing</category><category>The Shred</category><category>election 08</category><category>love</category><category>7 things</category><category>santa</category><category>pregnancy</category><category>moving</category><category>Jenn's nervous breakdown</category><category>Julianne</category><category>technology</category><category>home decorating</category><category>New Year</category><category>red monster</category><category>Mother's day</category><category>hubby and me</category><category>show us where you live</category><category>Thanksgiving</category><category>tag</category><category>to-do's</category><category>Sunday Citar</category><category>slide show</category><category>Abbie</category><category>Ohio winter</category><category>birthdays</category><category>Maddy</category><category>family adventures</category><category>bad day</category><category>Jenn and Shaun</category><category>months</category><category>prayer</category><category>friends</category><category>grammy</category><category>ER</category><category>looking back</category><category>birthday</category><category>vacation</category><category>annoyed</category><category>goals</category><category>crawling</category><category>tantrums</category><category>fashion</category><category>daddy</category><category>job search</category><category>Shaun's birthday</category><category>goodbye to Cleveland</category><category>awards</category><category>potty training</category><category>visitors</category><category>Gramma and papa</category><category>Baby #2</category><category>Bentley</category><title>The Loves of Jenn</title><description></description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>316</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-6695429603853604182</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T17:14:50.168-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>slide show</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>birthday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><title>Happy 4th birthday Julianne!</title><description>Dear Jules,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago today, I became a mommy. Your mommy. What a joy you have brought to our lives. I never knew how much love my heart could hold until I had you. I can't believe you are already four years old. Time is flying by and we are watching you grow into a beautiful little girl so full of life. You've experienced so much this year including starting school, moving to a new state, sleeping in a big girl bed, lots of fun trips, and many other things that have made this year so very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so incredibly smart. So smart that it is sometimes scary. You are a mini version of your daddy. You love going to school and can't wait to learn more and more. This year you have learned all your letters and can now spell lots of words. You love to count. You love to color and make crafts. You love to dance. You especially love to sing (it is by far your favorite thing to do). You can memorize a song after hearing it just a few times (a talent you get from me). Your favorite band is Lady Antebellum. You love their songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to go to church. You love to learn about Jesus and sing about him. I love watching you soak it all in. Only He loves you more than we do! I pray that you will grow up to have a heart for the Lord and serve Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love having a sister and have recently been telling us that you would like a brother too (mommy is not so sure about that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hysterical. You make me laugh about 500 times a day. So funny and witty you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have brought so much love and joy into our lives over the last four years. We pray that you have so many more years ahead of you. Thank you for everything that you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your slide show that mommy made for your birthday. I hope you enjoy it for years to come! All my love baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1AdjdEvF5xM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-6695429603853604182?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2012/03/happy-4th-birthday-julianne.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1AdjdEvF5xM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-3416852818167285585</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-05T11:42:08.781-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>birthday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Claire</category><title>Happy 2nd birthday Claire!</title><description>My dearest Claire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are two years old today! How can it be that my baby is 2? I now know what all these parents are talking about when they tell you to cherish each moment because time goes so fast. It does. I find myself constantly wanting to stop time so I can take it all in. Take you in. Memorize these days; what you you are doing, what you look like, what your laugh sounds like, how much you need me. I know I won't remember it all but that is alright because I will remember the joy. The joy of being your mommy. The joy you have brought into our family. The joy you bring me every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNxdISgYWbw/Ty6hNaoCd9I/AAAAAAAAHV4/bSITL4PISho/s1600/A1220_JenniferSenter_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705675029782624210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNxdISgYWbw/Ty6hNaoCd9I/AAAAAAAAHV4/bSITL4PISho/s400/A1220_JenniferSenter_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; 10 days old....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You are so full of life. I never really understood what that expression meant until you came along. You are busy, crazy, silly, hysterical, and loving. You are either 100% happy or 100% not happy. There is no middle ground with you. You know what you want and have no problem showing us exactly what you think if you don't get it. You are passionate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You love your sister. You try to do everything that she is doing. I love watching you play together. The communication the two of you share. The two of you rarely fight or disagree about anything. I pray that continues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a mama's girl. If I am around, you rarely want anyone else. You've made great strides this year with me leaving you places and I am so thankful for that. You no longer scream when I leave you at school, or the church nursery, or with a sitter. For the most part anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You love babies. You have about 100 baby dolls now and you love them all. You love to undress them, hold them, rock them, feed them, and put them to bed. I thought you would be a great big sister until I held a baby in front of you. Maybe not! We'll stick to dolls for now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoWCC5HruYI/Ty6hM1kDdtI/AAAAAAAAHVs/SVXT5upVGSw/s1600/bday%2B128%2Bedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705675019833800402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoWCC5HruYI/Ty6hM1kDdtI/AAAAAAAAHVs/SVXT5upVGSw/s400/bday%2B128%2Bedited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;1 year old.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are independent. You want to do everything yourself. You want to dress yourself, walk everywhere by yourself (no hand holding allowed), feed yourself, brush your own teeth, and the list goes on and on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You love to be naked. I don't know what this is all about but it is impossible to keep clothes on you. I turn around for a second and you have every single bit of clothing off. I redress you about 50 times a day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You love to dance. Every time music comes on, you go for it. The other day my phone rang and you danced to the ring tone. I love that you and your sister love to dance. I love to dance and I know that is something we will always share. I love our dance parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n3CuYqbAIM/Ty6hMnksd5I/AAAAAAAAHVg/AKfSw4z-vAA/s1600/Senter-family-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705675016078391186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8n3CuYqbAIM/Ty6hMnksd5I/AAAAAAAAHVg/AKfSw4z-vAA/s400/Senter-family-38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;2 years old...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You have taught me so much in your short two years. You've taught me patience. You have taught me that I can't control everything. You've taught me that sometimes the most wonderful moments happen when you just let go a little bit. You have taught me to laugh at myself, because nothing makes you laugh harder. You have taught me that the amount of love a heart can hold is endless....that just when I am certain I couldn't possibly love you more, you make my heart nearly explode!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today we celebrate you, our beautiful Claire bear, on your second birthday! We love you so much and can't wait to see what the next year has in store!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here is your second year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt; that I made for you capturing all of your most wonderful moments from the last year. I hope you cherish it as much as I cherish you! Love you sweet girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n3_LLH890Ew" frameborder="0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mommy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-3416852818167285585?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2012/02/happy-2nd-birthday-claire.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNxdISgYWbw/Ty6hNaoCd9I/AAAAAAAAHV4/bSITL4PISho/s72-c/A1220_JenniferSenter_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-3526612499151445994</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 23:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T18:18:10.267-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>singing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><title>Julianne is a rock star!</title><description>I think Julianne is going to be a rock star. It's what I always wanted to be so why not? This girl loves to sing as much as I do. She's mostly like her daddy so I love that she gets this from me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZCIw4YRFvFM" frameborder="0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-3526612499151445994?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/julianne-is-rock-star.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZCIw4YRFvFM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-4824941981701340394</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2011 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T18:14:55.996-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>Christmas morning!</title><description>Christmas morning at our house was really fun this year! Julianne woke up first and Claire was still snoozing but we let Julianne go ahead and come out so she could start enjoying what Santa brought her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking out to see what Santa left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c5HNN-EkRSM/TwTY02zqIrI/AAAAAAAAHVU/Mqv69TNTYpw/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693914231480132274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c5HNN-EkRSM/TwTY02zqIrI/AAAAAAAAHVU/Mqv69TNTYpw/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out her stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml6W_-vpHho/TwTXY3KmF3I/AAAAAAAAHVI/kakgrBo4ABc/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693912651028371314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml6W_-vpHho/TwTXY3KmF3I/AAAAAAAAHVI/kakgrBo4ABc/s400/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking pretty excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcNVwUZVyfE/TwTXYBTGRiI/AAAAAAAAHU8/dm3eE8qOhNs/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693912636568520226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcNVwUZVyfE/TwTXYBTGRiI/AAAAAAAAHU8/dm3eE8qOhNs/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRFydOJHn0U/TwTXYJnPVPI/AAAAAAAAHUw/tryAlA9a8YM/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693912638800483570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRFydOJHn0U/TwTXYJnPVPI/AAAAAAAAHUw/tryAlA9a8YM/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves this Ariel doll that Santa brought her! Ariel is her favorite thing right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4SJ5cvi4hQ/TwTUZRC36PI/AAAAAAAAHUk/52l2gfMYSKY/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693909359440423154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4SJ5cvi4hQ/TwTUZRC36PI/AAAAAAAAHUk/52l2gfMYSKY/s400/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Julianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UbaSYH_CNIs/TwTUY-Uh2xI/AAAAAAAAHUY/mzDQ1_p2iYk/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693909354414201618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UbaSYH_CNIs/TwTUY-Uh2xI/AAAAAAAAHUY/mzDQ1_p2iYk/s400/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holding up her goods to show them off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybFaZlSADFQ/TwTUYu_CYLI/AAAAAAAAHUM/sgAIXpZyI_U/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693909350297526450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybFaZlSADFQ/TwTUYu_CYLI/AAAAAAAAHUM/sgAIXpZyI_U/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves this Mickey Christmas movie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXzGU3hNFAk/TwTS__Q4ycI/AAAAAAAAHUA/z7fWdXVrnPE/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693907825659005378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXzGU3hNFAk/TwTS__Q4ycI/AAAAAAAAHUA/z7fWdXVrnPE/s400/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing her new alien game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYFodaPEUqY/TwTS_V6vYAI/AAAAAAAAHT0/Nc1YsbCD8vA/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693907814560260098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYFodaPEUqY/TwTS_V6vYAI/AAAAAAAAHT0/Nc1YsbCD8vA/s400/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding her bike that Aunt Mimi and Uncle Todd got her! She was so excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngucvA76YAg/TwTS_NYAezI/AAAAAAAAHTo/G_JmTFXQ1eQ/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693907812267096882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngucvA76YAg/TwTS_NYAezI/AAAAAAAAHTo/G_JmTFXQ1eQ/s400/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire woke up (complete with bed head) and decided to join the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jur40XyAy7U/TwTRE-KqUwI/AAAAAAAAHTc/WK187lue3E8/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905712240546562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jur40XyAy7U/TwTRE-KqUwI/AAAAAAAAHTc/WK187lue3E8/s400/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New rocking chair from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mimi&lt;/span&gt; and papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4rNkqCjf34/TwTREda3LXI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/AfDaNPydxYs/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905703450127730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4rNkqCjf34/TwTREda3LXI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/AfDaNPydxYs/s400/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New vacuum. Obsessed with vacuums this kid is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lzhnSx-tvg/TwTRECEsIZI/AAAAAAAAHTE/tqUDZ87WL3E/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905696109371794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lzhnSx-tvg/TwTRECEsIZI/AAAAAAAAHTE/tqUDZ87WL3E/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diggin&lt;/span&gt;' into her stocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wx28S7SkWj4/TwTQhVi-DzI/AAAAAAAAHS4/uOVsbqf9NNY/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905100041228082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wx28S7SkWj4/TwTQhVi-DzI/AAAAAAAAHS4/uOVsbqf9NNY/s400/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lego's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVpXojcsILY/TwTQgadMVnI/AAAAAAAAHSs/kPR5nkoctlU/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905084179306098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVpXojcsILY/TwTQgadMVnI/AAAAAAAAHSs/kPR5nkoctlU/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bottles for all of her new baby doll's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKSND1nBVsE/TwTQgLDXuEI/AAAAAAAAHSg/iI_eAunliU8/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693905080044468290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKSND1nBVsE/TwTQgLDXuEI/AAAAAAAAHSg/iI_eAunliU8/s400/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great Christmas and we hope all of you did too! Is everyone as tired as I am. Christmas is exhausting! But so much fun!!!! &lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-4824941981701340394?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/christmas-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c5HNN-EkRSM/TwTY02zqIrI/AAAAAAAAHVU/Mqv69TNTYpw/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-6971416923320863134</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2011 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T17:16:16.308-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>Christmas Eve</title><description>We spent Christmas Eve opening gifts, baking cookies for Santa and bouncing off the walls! We decided to let the girls open their gifts from all their aunts and uncles on Christmas Eve so they weren't so overwhelmed on Christmas morning. Good call! The girls were so excited to open all the gifts that had come in the mail over the previous weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up were the gifts from Uncle Jason and Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tonja&lt;/span&gt;. Julianne got an Ariel costume and you would have thought it was the real live Ariel standing in our living room. Greatest reaction to a present ever. She doesn't normally get really excited about gifts but this one did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PEO7D5nGBs/TwTMmMoeDOI/AAAAAAAAHSU/lY0TXI-5zdk/s1600/Jules%2Bopening%2BAriel%2Bdress%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693900785501211874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PEO7D5nGBs/TwTMmMoeDOI/AAAAAAAAHSU/lY0TXI-5zdk/s400/Jules%2Bopening%2BAriel%2Bdress%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was quite proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms-m_AXbBbc/TwTMNUseFzI/AAAAAAAAHSI/taC2RuO23b4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693900358168745778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms-m_AXbBbc/TwTMNUseFzI/AAAAAAAAHSI/taC2RuO23b4/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On to the next present....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjdxlVzmC9k/TwTMNMz-ZkI/AAAAAAAAHR4/ReeDYfwE4fg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693900356052739650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjdxlVzmC9k/TwTMNMz-ZkI/AAAAAAAAHR4/ReeDYfwE4fg/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four pairs of princess shoes for dress-up! She is so into everything princess right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQWT2ViE9gY/TwTMMyJE0hI/AAAAAAAAHRw/85riTwFTJnY/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693900348893483538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQWT2ViE9gY/TwTMMyJE0hI/AAAAAAAAHRw/85riTwFTJnY/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire got into opening gifts too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQfsfTQ8FA/TwTLY_7dbyI/AAAAAAAAHRk/1Oe7l1U3odE/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693899459241275170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDQfsfTQ8FA/TwTLY_7dbyI/AAAAAAAAHRk/1Oe7l1U3odE/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved her dolly and microphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqwXF_7Ikm4/TwTLYt6WfvI/AAAAAAAAHRY/OsFIQfjPyxY/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693899454404787954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqwXF_7Ikm4/TwTLYt6WfvI/AAAAAAAAHRY/OsFIQfjPyxY/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thought the doll's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; was for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xYRqnu8Zbc/TwTLYZLuPzI/AAAAAAAAHRM/qOC8pI1Xbak/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693899448840503090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xYRqnu8Zbc/TwTLYZLuPzI/AAAAAAAAHRM/qOC8pI1Xbak/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it was on to gifts from Aunt Randi and Uncle James. Look at those big ole bags! They liked the bags as much as the presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcnT0JiYXE4/TwTKWJahkfI/AAAAAAAAHRA/Va9R7vNbsoc/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693898310736253426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcnT0JiYXE4/TwTKWJahkfI/AAAAAAAAHRA/Va9R7vNbsoc/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire got a Cabbage Patch doll and Julianne got a cash register. Then they got a joint gift:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nen2f_cyu80/TwTKVl3PY5I/AAAAAAAAHQ0/-61TT7iR1m4/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693898301193020306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nen2f_cyu80/TwTKVl3PY5I/AAAAAAAAHQ0/-61TT7iR1m4/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spiro&lt;/span&gt; bouncer! They were excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuycMT1usUU/TwTKVayHl5I/AAAAAAAAHQo/UA2s83Bg5To/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693898298218747794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuycMT1usUU/TwTKVayHl5I/AAAAAAAAHQo/UA2s83Bg5To/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a break from gifts for a while to make some cookies for Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwr_3NSuhqw/TwTDx-n4zYI/AAAAAAAAHP4/KtzN-SItHW8/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693891092294454658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwr_3NSuhqw/TwTDx-n4zYI/AAAAAAAAHP4/KtzN-SItHW8/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne did a great job rolling the dough and Claire did a great job eating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCnzF995IWk/TwTDxOjoosI/AAAAAAAAHPs/HlDuP8iQa-M/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693891079391716034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCnzF995IWk/TwTDxOjoosI/AAAAAAAAHPs/HlDuP8iQa-M/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rolling the dough in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; sugar was Julianne's favorite part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRD357Hu7wc/TwTDw9Ne5zI/AAAAAAAAHPg/Z7wzRrM814k/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693891074735400754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRD357Hu7wc/TwTDw9Ne5zI/AAAAAAAAHPg/Z7wzRrM814k/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On to more presents. Aunt Tami and Uncle Bill sent a pretty dress for Julianne. She was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wm5Bsq9Yas4/TwTDWp3584I/AAAAAAAAHPU/YL-P1-6zG4o/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693890622868026242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wm5Bsq9Yas4/TwTDWp3584I/AAAAAAAAHPU/YL-P1-6zG4o/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ftewwfg_sw/TwTDVoQfzII/AAAAAAAAHPM/ujQLMTdkArI/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693890605254429826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ftewwfg_sw/TwTDVoQfzII/AAAAAAAAHPM/ujQLMTdkArI/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire got a baby doll that looks so real it freaks me out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqBMM8sOOCk/TwTDVHBtwWI/AAAAAAAAHO8/yMAxqPGZ7HA/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693890596334059874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqBMM8sOOCk/TwTDVHBtwWI/AAAAAAAAHO8/yMAxqPGZ7HA/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, she thought the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; was for her and she couldn't even wait to get the baby out of the box before stealing it from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RLnG12k-w4Q/TwTAmXSCBtI/AAAAAAAAHO0/we2b5Ak783c/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693887594220357330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RLnG12k-w4Q/TwTAmXSCBtI/AAAAAAAAHO0/we2b5Ak783c/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing for a picture with the cookies and milk we left for Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CULJlBcUTTM/TwTAmPc5IBI/AAAAAAAAHOg/dCJzXJdSLfM/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693887592118427666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CULJlBcUTTM/TwTAmPc5IBI/AAAAAAAAHOg/dCJzXJdSLfM/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And off to bed they went so Santa could come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qi0UM4JEdk/TwTAmC-_QuI/AAAAAAAAHOY/VvQp75uBLTc/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693887588771775202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qi0UM4JEdk/TwTAmC-_QuI/AAAAAAAAHOY/VvQp75uBLTc/s400/072.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-6971416923320863134?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PEO7D5nGBs/TwTMmMoeDOI/AAAAAAAAHSU/lY0TXI-5zdk/s72-c/Jules%2Bopening%2BAriel%2Bdress%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-4461046848115304265</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T12:01:44.707-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>Merry Christmas!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas from our family to yours! Blessings to you all!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0F3H-A1hcQ/TwN6Qmwo-YI/AAAAAAAAHKo/cHhlkcsQ2x8/s1600/Christmas%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693528779627493762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0F3H-A1hcQ/TwN6Qmwo-YI/AAAAAAAAHKo/cHhlkcsQ2x8/s400/Christmas%2Bcard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLDzxG1EDy4/TwN5D3JFe3I/AAAAAAAAHKU/wKbktpQBnu0/s1600/Christmas%2Bcard%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693527461175065458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLDzxG1EDy4/TwN5D3JFe3I/AAAAAAAAHKU/wKbktpQBnu0/s400/Christmas%2Bcard%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4V_dvJl99yI/TwN5Dr1ACnI/AAAAAAAAHKE/MarmBo-ncOI/s1600/Christmas%2Bcard%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693527458138032754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4V_dvJl99yI/TwN5Dr1ACnI/AAAAAAAAHKE/MarmBo-ncOI/s400/Christmas%2Bcard%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1520231308763451735-4461046848115304265?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0F3H-A1hcQ/TwN6Qmwo-YI/AAAAAAAAHKo/cHhlkcsQ2x8/s72-c/Christmas%2Bcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-8011322485220285434</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T11:59:29.012-05:00</atom:updated><title>Julianne's Christmas Program</title><description>Julianne had her Christmas program at school this week. So much fun! She loves to sing and we could hear her over everyone singing her little heart out. Adorable I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the whole group. Jules is in the front row on the far left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JK-NvgJOEW0/Tv-G0euF6ZI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/AX6XEWyC8n8/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692416690177304978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JK-NvgJOEW0/Tv-G0euF6ZI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/AX6XEWyC8n8/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bunch of 3 and four year olds singing = cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOLIJEgTMD8/Tv-Gz4XmkxI/AAAAAAAAHJs/Z_4v12SqCRo/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692416679882429202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOLIJEgTMD8/Tv-Gz4XmkxI/AAAAAAAAHJs/Z_4v12SqCRo/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So proud of my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pge7wuBDrtM/Tv-FklkhI5I/AAAAAAAAHJg/Hige1wond3I/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692415317626659730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pge7wuBDrtM/Tv-FklkhI5I/AAAAAAAAHJg/Hige1wond3I/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy got to sneak away from work for a few minutes to come. She was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz942eWLvuE/Tv-FkOHK2mI/AAAAAAAAHJU/QdiwQsY37iI/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692415311329548898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz942eWLvuE/Tv-FkOHK2mI/AAAAAAAAHJU/QdiwQsY37iI/s400/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaun and I with our little star. Love this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15DhaxpyowY/Tv-Fj8puLpI/AAAAAAAAHJI/THEaBToap7Y/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692415306642632338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15DhaxpyowY/Tv-Fj8puLpI/AAAAAAAAHJI/THEaBToap7Y/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a video of the first few minutes of the program if you want to see some cuteness (and Julianne waving to us). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d9gKkeCVdW4" frameborder="0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/1520231308763451735-8011322485220285434?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/juliannes-christmas-program.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JK-NvgJOEW0/Tv-G0euF6ZI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/AX6XEWyC8n8/s72-c/065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-7835945750708702894</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 21:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T16:50:17.544-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>santa</category><title>Santa photo 2012</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look what we got this year! A Santa picture with two happy girls who weren't afraid of Santa, happy to see him, and even smiled for the picture! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_swHXWXMRY8/Tv-DDEhbcKI/AAAAAAAAHIk/4jIOPg_PDZU/s1600/Santa%2Bpicture%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692412542796394658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_swHXWXMRY8/Tv-DDEhbcKI/AAAAAAAAHIk/4jIOPg_PDZU/s400/Santa%2Bpicture%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 100% better than our dry run last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_4DQ6w2aMMo/Tv-C-ngWlfI/AAAAAAAAHIY/QsjZMfniPsM/s1600/Julianne%2Band%2BClaire%2Bsanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692412466287777266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_4DQ6w2aMMo/Tv-C-ngWlfI/AAAAAAAAHIY/QsjZMfniPsM/s400/Julianne%2Band%2BClaire%2Bsanta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And way better than our second attempt last year too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-douxOHAmLU0/Tv-C4iP36FI/AAAAAAAAHIM/dFeheYMQLAM/s1600/J%2526C%2Bsanta%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692412361797265490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-douxOHAmLU0/Tv-C4iP36FI/AAAAAAAAHIM/dFeheYMQLAM/s400/J%2526C%2Bsanta%2Bpic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire hated Santa last year. She was so scared of him. Not anymore! The crying pictures are kind of funny but I love how this year's turned out even more. Two happy girls! Woo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1520231308763451735-7835945750708702894?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/santa-photo-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_swHXWXMRY8/Tv-DDEhbcKI/AAAAAAAAHIk/4jIOPg_PDZU/s72-c/Santa%2Bpicture%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-4019857642067750810</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T16:43:13.620-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>Christmas parade!</title><description>We headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bentonville&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday for the Christmas parade. We thought the girls would enjoy it. They got all dressed up and posed for some pictures before we left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claire loves taking pictures. Julianne does not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Idh521SFe3w/Tv-AM8TfwNI/AAAAAAAAHHY/myjCo1sKa-w/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692409413854281938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Idh521SFe3w/Tv-AM8TfwNI/AAAAAAAAHHY/myjCo1sKa-w/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But then Julianne tries to get in front of Claire for the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOvkh6E-A20/Tv-AMd23SVI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/4l_s4K5qb-s/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692409405681125714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOvkh6E-A20/Tv-AMd23SVI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/4l_s4K5qb-s/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then Claire pushes her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1-f53gNaJI/Tv-AL5gV34I/AAAAAAAAHHE/q7w3mqK4Vs0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692409395922984834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1-f53gNaJI/Tv-AL5gV34I/AAAAAAAAHHE/q7w3mqK4Vs0/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun times. The drama with girls never ceases to amaze us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to walk to the parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmfXX0RZ_wk/Tv9_UAaVB-I/AAAAAAAAHG8/PwAl4pQlXAw/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692408435704137698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmfXX0RZ_wk/Tv9_UAaVB-I/AAAAAAAAHG8/PwAl4pQlXAw/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And they're off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SExFMbQY2wU/Tv9_T7f4_XI/AAAAAAAAHGs/LuVgXoA6NW4/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692408434385288562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SExFMbQY2wU/Tv9_T7f4_XI/AAAAAAAAHGs/LuVgXoA6NW4/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire and I snuggled up. It was quite cold because the wind was blowing hard this day and it was raining a little. Claire does not like wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhfF56fzEBc/Tv9-q2AJXnI/AAAAAAAAHGc/7OxQNlaQooE/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407728535330418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhfF56fzEBc/Tv9-q2AJXnI/AAAAAAAAHGc/7OxQNlaQooE/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Energizer bunny. I took a picture because it's actually my friend's husband in the bunny costume. He works for Energizer and got talked into being the bunny this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H5-jkdi9plQ/Tv9-qnrqemI/AAAAAAAAHGU/gMm9HF9yB7g/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407724691323490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H5-jkdi9plQ/Tv9-qnrqemI/AAAAAAAAHGU/gMm9HF9yB7g/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne was "cold" but she hung in there to see Santa at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gu4Z9yl0JxU/Tv999rFm9MI/AAAAAAAAHGE/tqldXH9zxAw/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406952511337666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gu4Z9yl0JxU/Tv999rFm9MI/AAAAAAAAHGE/tqldXH9zxAw/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the best part was all the candy people were handing out which she enjoyed while watching the parade! Anything for candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wq7Xtn6tnFo/Tv999VnqgTI/AAAAAAAAHF8/w0J5dI_Iu9g/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406946748596530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wq7Xtn6tnFo/Tv999VnqgTI/AAAAAAAAHF8/w0J5dI_Iu9g/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-4019857642067750810?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/christmas-parade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Idh521SFe3w/Tv-AM8TfwNI/AAAAAAAAHHY/myjCo1sKa-w/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-6602715378640560897</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T16:03:33.924-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>The Christmas tree farm experience</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We usually put up our fake Christmas tree....I know, I know, fake. Well, after this year, I will continue to put up a fake Christmas tree. Why? Because they are perfect. They are easier to decorate, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-lit, much more stable, don't require a stand, able to hold more, and the list goes on and on. I didn't want to drag my tree out of storage this year (because it weighs a lot and I almost threw my back out getting it into the storage locker). So, we decided to get a smaller real tree and give the girls the experience of going on the hunt for a tree. I decided that it would be a great idea to go to a Christmas tree farm. The only problem was that there is only one anywhere near where we live and it took an hour to get there. No problem! Let's go. So off to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lollis&lt;/span&gt; Christmas tree farm we went. It was a pretty drive but once we got there, we discovered they only had one type of tree and the type that they had, I didn't really care for. Oh well, we came all this way, we'll get one. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmqG7IJiVD0/Tv902ztmutI/AAAAAAAAHFw/im2OSqWvfU8/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692396938962844370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmqG7IJiVD0/Tv902ztmutI/AAAAAAAAHFw/im2OSqWvfU8/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to hunt for our tree! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlypIJPO8WQ/Tv9zw27l6lI/AAAAAAAAHFk/WMNeVZTfwl0/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692395737235974738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlypIJPO8WQ/Tv9zw27l6lI/AAAAAAAAHFk/WMNeVZTfwl0/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy with the stick to measure our tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uUYn1uflw/Tv9zwsfha0I/AAAAAAAAHFY/PP1deD6RHQM/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692395734433884994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uUYn1uflw/Tv9zwsfha0I/AAAAAAAAHFY/PP1deD6RHQM/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were excited....at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5S8LiDnW4/Tv9ykaKIHAI/AAAAAAAAHFI/iPMLgrSicVM/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692394423842249730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5S8LiDnW4/Tv9ykaKIHAI/AAAAAAAAHFI/iPMLgrSicVM/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we started walking all over the place looking for a "perfect" tree. Claire was over it in about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QN0pXGZXx8/Tv9ykBGF_HI/AAAAAAAAHFA/CR9Q3kULRE4/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692394417114446962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QN0pXGZXx8/Tv9ykBGF_HI/AAAAAAAAHFA/CR9Q3kULRE4/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After walking around for almost an hour, we stumbled on this one and basically were so tired of looking that we were like "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; do". We waved our stick for the man to come chop it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2V0hJOOXEc/Tv9x8dlcEZI/AAAAAAAAHE0/56J-0IVPux4/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393737567342994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2V0hJOOXEc/Tv9x8dlcEZI/AAAAAAAAHE0/56J-0IVPux4/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And presto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMPm4oVDFdc/Tv9x8Fsn2HI/AAAAAAAAHEo/JT7vDprzUzs/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393731155023986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMPm4oVDFdc/Tv9x8Fsn2HI/AAAAAAAAHEo/JT7vDprzUzs/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They tied it to our roof for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7CWWg2dMXQ/Tv9wNisdvCI/AAAAAAAAHEc/6QdkbCN3DuY/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692391831973510178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7CWWg2dMXQ/Tv9wNisdvCI/AAAAAAAAHEc/6QdkbCN3DuY/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the girls were thrilled that we were done looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlsLByTxaNQ/Tv9wNPyqNcI/AAAAAAAAHEQ/X_P3hbuiQ0U/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692391826899219906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlsLByTxaNQ/Tv9wNPyqNcI/AAAAAAAAHEQ/X_P3hbuiQ0U/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So was daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6O_624246uc/Tv9wM5coocI/AAAAAAAAHEE/qLWOn-_XQNo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692391820901261762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6O_624246uc/Tv9wM5coocI/AAAAAAAAHEE/qLWOn-_XQNo/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you sense a sarcastic tone to this post, you are right. What a waste of time. Later the same night, Shaun and I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wal&lt;/span&gt; mart and there was a great looking real tree right at the entrance for half the price we paid but a better kind of tree. Oh well, at least we got the experience, right? Right. Don't even get me started about how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frail&lt;/span&gt; this tree was, how I couldn't get the lights on it right, how the limbs drooped with every ornament I tried to hang, and how many thousands of needles I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; up. Next year you will see my fake tree back up in all it's glory! Hallelujah and amen! &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-6602715378640560897?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/we-usually-put-up-our-fake-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmqG7IJiVD0/Tv902ztmutI/AAAAAAAAHFw/im2OSqWvfU8/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-7562677264019504314</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T15:19:42.918-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vacation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thanksgiving</category><title>Thanksgiving at Lake of the Ozarks</title><description>It was just the four of us for Thanksgiving and Shaun got a few days off so we decided to go on a little trip. We headed to Lake of The Ozarks, Missouri for a couple of days. We stayed at a resort and ate Thanksgiving dinner, relaxed, did a little shopping, and just had fun spending some time together as a family. The weather was nice, the resort was quiet, and we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Julianne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtqaw4qJsIU/Tv9pVqy1A-I/AAAAAAAAHD4/b9JSCZfFhEI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692384275005244386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtqaw4qJsIU/Tv9pVqy1A-I/AAAAAAAAHD4/b9JSCZfFhEI/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7XWNvx9DWk/Tv9pVZlgBYI/AAAAAAAAHDo/-U6HloFB6_I/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692384270385939842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7XWNvx9DWk/Tv9pVZlgBYI/AAAAAAAAHDo/-U6HloFB6_I/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire cheesing it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIPl8gtUVMM/Tv9pVDQ32tI/AAAAAAAAHDg/nxvfJ610wjU/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692384264393841362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIPl8gtUVMM/Tv9pVDQ32tI/AAAAAAAAHDg/nxvfJ610wjU/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire is miss independent so she no longer wants to ride in a stroller, hold your hand, or have help in any way. She decided to walk by herself when we went for a stroll around the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuL4ho23FZs/Tv9nvAEaXZI/AAAAAAAAHDU/VlTkX5ZVb_Q/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692382511189613970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuL4ho23FZs/Tv9nvAEaXZI/AAAAAAAAHDU/VlTkX5ZVb_Q/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vzx5CmEBkqo/Tv9nux3L7-I/AAAAAAAAHDI/qEeawB19Hg0/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692382507376046050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vzx5CmEBkqo/Tv9nux3L7-I/AAAAAAAAHDI/qEeawB19Hg0/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She made several stops along the way for rocks and leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf57M_D6qh0/Tv9nFaC2rFI/AAAAAAAAHC8/61wRWqPe0g8/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692381796607896658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf57M_D6qh0/Tv9nFaC2rFI/AAAAAAAAHC8/61wRWqPe0g8/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The great thing about kids is how they find wonder in the smallest little things (like leaves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unHCOJu7ABc/Tv9nFCRuexI/AAAAAAAAHCw/_vuwVSbwnvI/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692381790227823378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unHCOJu7ABc/Tv9nFCRuexI/AAAAAAAAHCw/_vuwVSbwnvI/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharing a leaf with sissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9M-s15K3XRo/Tv9mu4CYdNI/AAAAAAAAHCk/06aqa2UKzlA/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692381409521988818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9M-s15K3XRo/Tv9mu4CYdNI/AAAAAAAAHCk/06aqa2UKzlA/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way home, we did the best thing on the whole trip. We stopped at Bridal Cave and went on a tour of it. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFsj14l6agw/Tv9muoDiJjI/AAAAAAAAHCY/npLiX7K5Ric/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692381405231851058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFsj14l6agw/Tv9muoDiJjI/AAAAAAAAHCY/npLiX7K5Ric/s400/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;None of us had ever been in a cave before so we really enjoyed it! We had a tour guide who told us all about the history of this cave and we got to walk into it and explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gpQFCHhuk0/Tv9mWcF-iFI/AAAAAAAAHCM/ha6do_C3Yyg/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692380989704013906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gpQFCHhuk0/Tv9mWcF-iFI/AAAAAAAAHCM/ha6do_C3Yyg/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ8x50e7j9M/Tv9mWHP-TiI/AAAAAAAAHCA/aKmRJalSVoQ/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692380984108797474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ8x50e7j9M/Tv9mWHP-TiI/AAAAAAAAHCA/aKmRJalSVoQ/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1PxnxpD8o4/Tv9lfoCX-FI/AAAAAAAAHB0/IMZuStoAsgY/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692380048017324114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1PxnxpD8o4/Tv9lfoCX-FI/AAAAAAAAHB0/IMZuStoAsgY/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEud8TzHdHE/Tv9lfbkvJKI/AAAAAAAAHBo/ouWyiQKAh4k/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692380044671788194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEud8TzHdHE/Tv9lfbkvJKI/AAAAAAAAHBo/ouWyiQKAh4k/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ta-PgQ9DUU/Tv9jZ4nNoBI/AAAAAAAAHBc/KepVS5CY2XY/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692377750364332050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ta-PgQ9DUU/Tv9jZ4nNoBI/AAAAAAAAHBc/KepVS5CY2XY/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reaching down to give sissy a hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZhwoED6vqw/Tv9jZmnT_dI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/gLG4CmhCiMI/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692377745532911058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZhwoED6vqw/Tv9jZmnT_dI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/gLG4CmhCiMI/s400/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the best thing according to the girls.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ujvL_HmEQ/Tv9jZBeJl7I/AAAAAAAAHBE/9e7MsjPG7WQ/s1600/we%2Blove%2Bhotels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692377735562368946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ujvL_HmEQ/Tv9jZBeJl7I/AAAAAAAAHBE/9e7MsjPG7WQ/s400/we%2Blove%2Bhotels.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making pillow beds on the floor of the hotel room! They love hotels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z-QfKhiCyc/Tv9jYz3XpZI/AAAAAAAAHA4/A3938N43XeA/s1600/we%2Blove%2Bhotels%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692377731910051218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z-QfKhiCyc/Tv9jYz3XpZI/AAAAAAAAHA4/A3938N43XeA/s400/we%2Blove%2Bhotels%2B2.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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-7562677264019504314?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-at-lake-of-ozarks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtqaw4qJsIU/Tv9pVqy1A-I/AAAAAAAAHD4/b9JSCZfFhEI/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-8986477866111026422</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-22T16:22:37.696-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>professional photos</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family photos</category><title>Family Photo Shoot</title><description>We had some family photos taken at the end of November. We tried out a new photographer here and really like the photos she took. It was cold and the girls were not on their best behavior and I'm surprised we got any good ones but here they are! Enjoy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VO4J_Auam0/Tu-1_8axdiI/AAAAAAAAHAs/uvztS4zfhXo/s1600/Senter-family-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687964964547032610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VO4J_Auam0/Tu-1_8axdiI/AAAAAAAAHAs/uvztS4zfhXo/s400/Senter-family-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wY-liyo5vw/Tu-1ftx8-QI/AAAAAAAAHAg/OGyDP4cU4MA/s1600/Senter-family-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687964410861910274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wY-liyo5vw/Tu-1ftx8-QI/AAAAAAAAHAg/OGyDP4cU4MA/s400/Senter-family-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrjyNl4UzOE/TuvNxMaZjiI/AAAAAAAAHAU/oHFB9F25uBI/s1600/Senter-family-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686865199514619426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrjyNl4UzOE/TuvNxMaZjiI/AAAAAAAAHAU/oHFB9F25uBI/s400/Senter-family-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxm2qoiKFec/TuvNQulW8II/AAAAAAAAHAI/cx-AhT6M_gs/s1600/Senter-family-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686864641751707778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxm2qoiKFec/TuvNQulW8II/AAAAAAAAHAI/cx-AhT6M_gs/s400/Senter-family-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDI8E4FldBw/Tutm1kVHxpI/AAAAAAAAG_8/W3i9dpbtRTw/s1600/Senter-family-7bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686752024956749458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDI8E4FldBw/Tutm1kVHxpI/AAAAAAAAG_8/W3i9dpbtRTw/s400/Senter-family-7bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2CEudUy4IA/TurtPgCk_WI/AAAAAAAAG_w/g4MUhv6XFaE/s1600/Senter-family-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686618330063240546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2CEudUy4IA/TurtPgCk_WI/AAAAAAAAG_w/g4MUhv6XFaE/s400/Senter-family-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SnGOps9xmCQ/TursyUkPkPI/AAAAAAAAG_k/qWOSKCc5v0I/s1600/Senter-family-10bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686617828767011058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SnGOps9xmCQ/TursyUkPkPI/AAAAAAAAG_k/qWOSKCc5v0I/s400/Senter-family-10bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWs0neMu53s/TurqAcEQrPI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/fovSN3ZD8Zo/s1600/Senter-family-11bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686614772763634930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWs0neMu53s/TurqAcEQrPI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/fovSN3ZD8Zo/s400/Senter-family-11bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp3GthNBRak/Turp6Y33EXI/AAAAAAAAG_M/XyAec9ZxfvE/s1600/Senter-family-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686614668827103602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp3GthNBRak/Turp6Y33EXI/AAAAAAAAG_M/XyAec9ZxfvE/s400/Senter-family-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Peuht48PQC4/TurpXrg3tJI/AAAAAAAAG_A/0S7hwRikGW0/s1600/Senter-family-13bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686614072535528594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Peuht48PQC4/TurpXrg3tJI/AAAAAAAAG_A/0S7hwRikGW0/s400/Senter-family-13bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INIOIgH1paY/TurpOV7lseI/AAAAAAAAG-0/Wlhpgf4pu3I/s1600/Senter-family-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686613912123191778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INIOIgH1paY/TurpOV7lseI/AAAAAAAAG-0/Wlhpgf4pu3I/s400/Senter-family-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kO6NHp0seKs/TurorKQqQ3I/AAAAAAAAG-o/tn7ARhNoBCI/s1600/Senter-family-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686613307694924658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kO6NHp0seKs/TurorKQqQ3I/AAAAAAAAG-o/tn7ARhNoBCI/s400/Senter-family-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFHoFO0q-Ug/TurnqT48_zI/AAAAAAAAG-c/g-kj60LyCn8/s1600/Senter-family-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686612193588346674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFHoFO0q-Ug/TurnqT48_zI/AAAAAAAAG-c/g-kj60LyCn8/s400/Senter-family-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IKnFDKV8Rw/TurnOUywMpI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/mTbvCJglkx0/s1600/Senter-family-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686611712794440338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IKnFDKV8Rw/TurnOUywMpI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/mTbvCJglkx0/s400/Senter-family-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QxqtfUNQR4/Turm53XWaMI/AAAAAAAAG-E/iVf7TIFw6z8/s1600/Senter-family-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686611361297492162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QxqtfUNQR4/Turm53XWaMI/AAAAAAAAG-E/iVf7TIFw6z8/s400/Senter-family-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0d483Ic0M0o/TurmauVcS7I/AAAAAAAAG94/yRZ-WcScXuY/s1600/Senter-family-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686610826297625522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0d483Ic0M0o/TurmauVcS7I/AAAAAAAAG94/yRZ-WcScXuY/s400/Senter-family-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlCLgddWEic/TurmHL16sYI/AAAAAAAAG9s/O8ZjtuCuFFs/s1600/Senter-family-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686610490621079938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlCLgddWEic/TurmHL16sYI/AAAAAAAAG9s/O8ZjtuCuFFs/s400/Senter-family-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFMpJcg2qKY/TurkVdy0CXI/AAAAAAAAG9g/NknjPetzXwc/s1600/Senter-family-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686608536934812018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFMpJcg2qKY/TurkVdy0CXI/AAAAAAAAG9g/NknjPetzXwc/s400/Senter-family-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XK_4J2dO3AY/TurjVt1wW3I/AAAAAAAAG9U/PxYU6IBK6Tg/s1600/Senter-family-23bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686607441730493298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XK_4J2dO3AY/TurjVt1wW3I/AAAAAAAAG9U/PxYU6IBK6Tg/s400/Senter-family-23bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WzJoX9m4I8/TurjGhKR3tI/AAAAAAAAG9I/2Lf7uGqx7kU/s1600/Senter-family-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686607180628877010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WzJoX9m4I8/TurjGhKR3tI/AAAAAAAAG9I/2Lf7uGqx7kU/s400/Senter-family-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR4onmOzfFQ/TurVSl6e6jI/AAAAAAAAG88/R2743SWPSSk/s1600/Senter-family-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686591994900441650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR4onmOzfFQ/TurVSl6e6jI/AAAAAAAAG88/R2743SWPSSk/s400/Senter-family-25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXHQyf-3LYk/TurVForrqgI/AAAAAAAAG8w/i2zAWSaauRs/s1600/Senter-family-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686591772305369602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXHQyf-3LYk/TurVForrqgI/AAAAAAAAG8w/i2zAWSaauRs/s400/Senter-family-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJIdLDhlZoM/TurT8buaXGI/AAAAAAAAG8k/OY_cyFSqdB0/s1600/Senter-family-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686590514696707170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJIdLDhlZoM/TurT8buaXGI/AAAAAAAAG8k/OY_cyFSqdB0/s400/Senter-family-27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVfiXZRWZ-w/Tuniq1TOLFI/AAAAAAAAG8M/2cnRUzl5ccQ/s1600/Senter-family-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686325230022044754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVfiXZRWZ-w/Tuniq1TOLFI/AAAAAAAAG8M/2cnRUzl5ccQ/s400/Senter-family-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlfdriLRy5E/Tunhrca4KGI/AAAAAAAAG8A/h_77K033U1Q/s1600/Senter-family-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686324141011511394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlfdriLRy5E/Tunhrca4KGI/AAAAAAAAG8A/h_77K033U1Q/s400/Senter-family-29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I10d_mg76T0/TumCYv8MegI/AAAAAAAAG70/xVZpL76D7yA/s1600/Senter-family-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686219366229375490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I10d_mg76T0/TumCYv8MegI/AAAAAAAAG70/xVZpL76D7yA/s400/Senter-family-30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UX_dr80eRpM/TumBri9Ph6I/AAAAAAAAG7o/xE9cUULNRCw/s1600/Senter-family-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686218589649995682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UX_dr80eRpM/TumBri9Ph6I/AAAAAAAAG7o/xE9cUULNRCw/s400/Senter-family-31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1ZuvytfIY4/Tul_93FV66I/AAAAAAAAG7c/m_HJW3zhsy0/s1600/Senter-family-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686216705267067810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V1ZuvytfIY4/Tul_93FV66I/AAAAAAAAG7c/m_HJW3zhsy0/s400/Senter-family-32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFruw9aYksM/Tul_88YA1FI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/9QeZf6p314M/s1600/Senter-family-33bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686216689507685458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFruw9aYksM/Tul_88YA1FI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/9QeZf6p314M/s400/Senter-family-33bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_jUTWSQBBY/Tul-q4iiPfI/AAAAAAAAG7E/rck2Ud8CjXg/s1600/Senter-family-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686215279728803314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_jUTWSQBBY/Tul-q4iiPfI/AAAAAAAAG7E/rck2Ud8CjXg/s400/Senter-family-34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrDPDeo-Mg4/Tul-qDLqsHI/AAAAAAAAG64/WijJ2ADu0dA/s1600/Senter-family-35bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686215265405808754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrDPDeo-Mg4/Tul-qDLqsHI/AAAAAAAAG64/WijJ2ADu0dA/s400/Senter-family-35bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z1DmFYXrsM/Tul9YYs0jKI/AAAAAAAAG6s/TIM58usSDxo/s1600/Senter-family-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686213862432738466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z1DmFYXrsM/Tul9YYs0jKI/AAAAAAAAG6s/TIM58usSDxo/s400/Senter-family-36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite of Claire bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSWQvQjlJQM/Tul4TVY1jiI/AAAAAAAAG6I/_4WD2z8U07E/s1600/Senter-family-37bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686208278086127138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSWQvQjlJQM/Tul4TVY1jiI/AAAAAAAAG6I/_4WD2z8U07E/s400/Senter-family-37bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3UAy0X8Q88/Tul4S2tzHNI/AAAAAAAAG58/ECFF9M7XRuM/s1600/Senter-family-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686208269852548306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3UAy0X8Q88/Tul4S2tzHNI/AAAAAAAAG58/ECFF9M7XRuM/s400/Senter-family-38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite of Jules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AAsQ4XStP0/Tul3brH91dI/AAAAAAAAG5w/ERQC2ekU9QY/s1600/Senter-family-39bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686207321848272338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AAsQ4XStP0/Tul3brH91dI/AAAAAAAAG5w/ERQC2ekU9QY/s400/Senter-family-39bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XaTitnXxJI/Tul3bGeF8wI/AAAAAAAAG5k/bGjqTUTUeBg/s1600/Senter-family-43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686207312008966914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XaTitnXxJI/Tul3bGeF8wI/AAAAAAAAG5k/bGjqTUTUeBg/s400/Senter-family-43.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;/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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-8986477866111026422?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/family-photo-shoot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6VO4J_Auam0/Tu-1_8axdiI/AAAAAAAAHAs/uvztS4zfhXo/s72-c/Senter-family-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-6860225519929499158</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-14T23:12:51.987-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Halloween</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Claire</category><title>Halloween</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls had a great time with Halloween this year. Julianne thought long and hard about who she wanted to dress up as. Jessie from Toy Story 2&amp;amp;3 it was! She is obsessed with these movies. Well, what is it that Jessie needs the most? Her horse of course!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-waITlZD0nxQ/Tuk4fSzpUgI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/gDNiWYUizDw/s1600/horse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686138114807517698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-waITlZD0nxQ/Tuk4fSzpUgI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/gDNiWYUizDw/s400/horse.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire makes a great horse, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5koaXUrJ4g/Tuk4fKBcQ9I/AAAAAAAAG5M/rIVqpZznh60/s1600/horse%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686138112449463250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5koaXUrJ4g/Tuk4fKBcQ9I/AAAAAAAAG5M/rIVqpZznh60/s400/horse%2B5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately, Jessie's horse was too busy eating and drinking to be interested in taking photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CR-g_tUazRQ/TueR3YyzViI/AAAAAAAAG5A/JiiJohok6f4/s1600/horse%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685673435312903714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CR-g_tUazRQ/TueR3YyzViI/AAAAAAAAG5A/JiiJohok6f4/s400/horse%2B10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jessie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSiKITTYL48/TueR3Aw6RKI/AAAAAAAAG40/naijA36RAL8/s1600/Jessie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685673428862518434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSiKITTYL48/TueR3Aw6RKI/AAAAAAAAG40/naijA36RAL8/s400/Jessie.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved the hat....and the shiny red boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-PrdTmDnpQ/TueR2C2cf6I/AAAAAAAAG4s/bLxGwAT1wTI/s1600/Jessie%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685673412242735010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-PrdTmDnpQ/TueR2C2cf6I/AAAAAAAAG4s/bLxGwAT1wTI/s400/Jessie%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went over to our friends house who lives in the neighborhood we are building our home in. We got a chance to meet some neighbors and we are really looking forward to moving into this neighborhood. The girls had a blast trick or treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkLKNU4Geic/TueR1-Y69jI/AAAAAAAAG4c/mavYH0xFpIo/s1600/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685673411045160498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkLKNU4Geic/TueR1-Y69jI/AAAAAAAAG4c/mavYH0xFpIo/s400/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire did great for her first go around. She went last year but couldn't walk or speak yet so she got to really enjoy it this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4yRvLu9RvY/TueQxTVsP7I/AAAAAAAAG4Q/V6dnAQc3nvY/s1600/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685672231257784242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4yRvLu9RvY/TueQxTVsP7I/AAAAAAAAG4Q/V6dnAQc3nvY/s400/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne actually said "trick or treat" this year too. She was too shy last year. Progress people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th--Ueq5EKU/TueQwzwO9nI/AAAAAAAAG4E/ds2TjGvOj-w/s1600/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685672222779176562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th--Ueq5EKU/TueQwzwO9nI/AAAAAAAAG4E/ds2TjGvOj-w/s400/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy got to come trick or treating too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PvrIt3j1IdU/TueQwUEw2UI/AAAAAAAAG34/8JDlkAn7LUQ/s1600/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685672214275348802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PvrIt3j1IdU/TueQwUEw2UI/AAAAAAAAG34/8JDlkAn7LUQ/s400/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685672209518885986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKpS1-vJ7bs/TueQwCWu_GI/AAAAAAAAG3s/KiA9DwBHW5U/s400/trick%2Bor%2Btreating%2B15.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you and yours had a Happy Halloween! It's a favorite 'round these parts!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-6860225519929499158?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/halloween.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-waITlZD0nxQ/Tuk4fSzpUgI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/gDNiWYUizDw/s72-c/horse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-3819168941897925722</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2011 19:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-13T12:22:33.192-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Halloween</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Claire</category><title>Farmland Adventures</title><description>We found a great little farm down the road about 20 minutes where we took the girls the week before Halloween. They loved it! They had animals, pony rides, corn maze, corn box, and hay stacks to climb on! My mom was here so she got to join us and we all had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and his girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33r5LX0ENq4/TueEXs_PVSI/AAAAAAAAG3g/IoCGj3Lw88s/s1600/daddy%2Band%2Bgirls%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658597326804258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33r5LX0ENq4/TueEXs_PVSI/AAAAAAAAG3g/IoCGj3Lw88s/s400/daddy%2Band%2Bgirls%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking it all in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7Bn6h1jgBI/TueEXboFEKI/AAAAAAAAG3U/pq2osov72hw/s1600/sweet%2Bgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658592666259618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J7Bn6h1jgBI/TueEXboFEKI/AAAAAAAAG3U/pq2osov72hw/s400/sweet%2Bgirl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The most interesting thing we saw. Half zebra, half donkey. All weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFRD75HYd_c/TueECUZaG1I/AAAAAAAAG3I/_ZtKMRhU-kQ/s1600/half%2Bzebra%2Bhalf%2Bdonkey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658229948422994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFRD75HYd_c/TueECUZaG1I/AAAAAAAAG3I/_ZtKMRhU-kQ/s400/half%2Bzebra%2Bhalf%2Bdonkey.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Petting the cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJFH8_0P-ZM/TueEB-vdv6I/AAAAAAAAG28/D-vdhvXOc_0/s1600/petting%2Bthe%2Bcow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658224135356322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJFH8_0P-ZM/TueEB-vdv6I/AAAAAAAAG28/D-vdhvXOc_0/s400/petting%2Bthe%2Bcow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get a better look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noC_zDXRrX0/TueEBWttyqI/AAAAAAAAG2w/RGxQAUqv_xo/s1600/tippy%2Btoes%2Bto%2Bsee%2Bbetter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685658213390600866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noC_zDXRrX0/TueEBWttyqI/AAAAAAAAG2w/RGxQAUqv_xo/s400/tippy%2Btoes%2Bto%2Bsee%2Bbetter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Likes the goats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5FBGIBoM8o/TueDWIa54kI/AAAAAAAAG2k/ldiq7kzjeZM/s1600/watching%2Bthe%2Bgoats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685657470819230274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5FBGIBoM8o/TueDWIa54kI/AAAAAAAAG2k/ldiq7kzjeZM/s400/watching%2Bthe%2Bgoats.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure about getting any closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nja9VRsNho/TueC7syESVI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/9ZAZqma8L9I/s1600/checking%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685657016723589458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nja9VRsNho/TueC7syESVI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/9ZAZqma8L9I/s400/checking%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2oK3vhka3N8/TueC62lNdbI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/SF6Rbiyu-nk/s1600/feeding%2Bgoats%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685657002174150066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2oK3vhka3N8/TueC62lNdbI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/SF6Rbiyu-nk/s400/feeding%2Bgoats%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeding the goats some grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5hlBl-0SO4/TueC6kvyu8I/AAAAAAAAG2A/OUMBaChkx8w/s1600/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2Bgrass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685656997386697666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5hlBl-0SO4/TueC6kvyu8I/AAAAAAAAG2A/OUMBaChkx8w/s400/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2Bgrass.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing Claire how to feed the goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGZbT38nWYk/TueCYDaPIKI/AAAAAAAAG10/AwVfQqUF-Ps/s1600/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685656404322361506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGZbT38nWYk/TueCYDaPIKI/AAAAAAAAG10/AwVfQqUF-Ps/s400/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The things I do for these girls. Feeding goats with my hand. Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxCmqtrjxzw/TueCX-wQHUI/AAAAAAAAG1o/fqvvZiUvhio/s1600/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685656403072523586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxCmqtrjxzw/TueCX-wQHUI/AAAAAAAAG1o/fqvvZiUvhio/s400/feeding%2Bthe%2Bgoats%2B8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjrs-Ne9VmM/TueB9Us4S0I/AAAAAAAAG1c/9aS1IH4Py7U/s1600/look%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685655945107491650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjrs-Ne9VmM/TueB9Us4S0I/AAAAAAAAG1c/9aS1IH4Py7U/s400/look%2521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out the baby pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYaj6GiRE0g/TueB9Lh-vkI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/YgPVLlKsv4w/s1600/looking%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bbaby%2Bpigs%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685655942645857858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYaj6GiRE0g/TueB9Lh-vkI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/YgPVLlKsv4w/s400/looking%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bbaby%2Bpigs%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A big ole cheese face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gs5iLlPIthU/TueB88CmmtI/AAAAAAAAG1E/pUypViHz2P4/s1600/cheeeeeeze%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685655938487720658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gs5iLlPIthU/TueB88CmmtI/AAAAAAAAG1E/pUypViHz2P4/s400/cheeeeeeze%2521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Talking with the donkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwbme7y8XNI/TueAIac6nNI/AAAAAAAAG04/ryy7p8u1MiM/s1600/looking%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bdonkey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685653936606452946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwbme7y8XNI/TueAIac6nNI/AAAAAAAAG04/ryy7p8u1MiM/s400/looking%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bdonkey.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to conquer the corn maze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDug4fR8JpI/TueAHWGj2VI/AAAAAAAAG0g/PDeSj0jvMb4/s1600/corn%2Bmaze%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685653918259075410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDug4fR8JpI/TueAHWGj2VI/AAAAAAAAG0g/PDeSj0jvMb4/s400/corn%2Bmaze%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Claire. She refused to look at the camera because she was too busy looking at the pony ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlubCRNCJQY/Tud_d9dOzYI/AAAAAAAAG0U/pptZP7kmfSc/s1600/Mommy%2Band%2BClaire%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685653207268642178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlubCRNCJQY/Tud_d9dOzYI/AAAAAAAAG0U/pptZP7kmfSc/s400/Mommy%2Band%2BClaire%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to ride a pony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdzeRAnkTLw/Tud_di8LwmI/AAAAAAAAG0I/fQpNTy4Wzl0/s1600/i%2Bwant%2Bto%2Bride%2Ba%2Bpony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685653200150708834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdzeRAnkTLw/Tud_di8LwmI/AAAAAAAAG0I/fQpNTy4Wzl0/s400/i%2Bwant%2Bto%2Bride%2Ba%2Bpony.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting patiently for her pony ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqs859dYz30/Tud-h8DiNbI/AAAAAAAAGz8/twJPM-hBj-w/s1600/waiting%2Bher%2Bturn%2Bfor%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685652176100275634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqs859dYz30/Tud-h8DiNbI/AAAAAAAAGz8/twJPM-hBj-w/s400/waiting%2Bher%2Bturn%2Bfor%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding their ponies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCsz_a2JD3A/Tud-hpuafeI/AAAAAAAAGzw/7xV4vcS4VnU/s1600/both%2Bgirls%2Bon%2Ba%2Bpony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685652171179851234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCsz_a2JD3A/Tud-hpuafeI/AAAAAAAAGzw/7xV4vcS4VnU/s400/both%2Bgirls%2Bon%2Ba%2Bpony.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a big girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pbd6ncgRKA/Tud-MIg0udI/AAAAAAAAGzk/IphnuT_ke_U/s1600/Claire%2Bon%2Bher%2Bpony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685651801487227346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pbd6ncgRKA/Tud-MIg0udI/AAAAAAAAGzk/IphnuT_ke_U/s400/Claire%2Bon%2Bher%2Bpony.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCmv23dPSFQ/Tud6G_vqrBI/AAAAAAAAGzY/DjcDoRocp7Q/s1600/Claire%2Bpony%2Bride%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685647315187706898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCmv23dPSFQ/Tud6G_vqrBI/AAAAAAAAGzY/DjcDoRocp7Q/s400/Claire%2Bpony%2Bride%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loved the pony ride! We did it about 5 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CoP3iaOQAY/Tud5Kvwe6RI/AAAAAAAAGzM/FqsyLDKVBPI/s1600/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685646280104012050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CoP3iaOQAY/Tud5Kvwe6RI/AAAAAAAAGzM/FqsyLDKVBPI/s400/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy admiring his girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1w0rIRQtMks/Tud5KY9PutI/AAAAAAAAGzA/8JNKVoyY5h0/s1600/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685646273983527634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1w0rIRQtMks/Tud5KY9PutI/AAAAAAAAGzA/8JNKVoyY5h0/s400/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his mini-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20mYtPxKVE8/Tud5KGLk9xI/AAAAAAAAGy0/_lJxwmQQUXk/s1600/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685646268943365906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20mYtPxKVE8/Tud5KGLk9xI/AAAAAAAAGy0/_lJxwmQQUXk/s400/Julianne%2Bpony%2Bride%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing on hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCuOzOMMF9s/Tud4uQhWXgI/AAAAAAAAGyo/iEd70eQ2pig/s1600/climbing%2Bhay%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685645790682701314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCuOzOMMF9s/Tud4uQhWXgI/AAAAAAAAGyo/iEd70eQ2pig/s400/climbing%2Bhay%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not quite sure about the corn box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i84BP0fDxCE/Tud4PYj-CKI/AAAAAAAAGyg/ZZzKXj06d5k/s1600/corn%2Bbox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685645260265228450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i84BP0fDxCE/Tud4PYj-CKI/AAAAAAAAGyg/ZZzKXj06d5k/s400/corn%2Bbox.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire was really sure about it. Sure she wanted to make a big mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFwqOoyElMo/Tud4Ozt5sDI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/RWf7xki3R_c/s1600/corn%2Bbox%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685645250374774834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFwqOoyElMo/Tud4Ozt5sDI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/RWf7xki3R_c/s400/corn%2Bbox%2B8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtxsrdaqLS0/Tud4OdBRfjI/AAAAAAAAGyE/yOto_EYCbVI/s1600/corn%2Bbox%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685645244282011186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtxsrdaqLS0/Tud4OdBRfjI/AAAAAAAAGyE/yOto_EYCbVI/s400/corn%2Bbox%2B10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love these pictures of the girls because it shows how different they are. Julianne is happily placing corn in a cup (neatly by the way) and Claire was throwing it, eating it by the handful, and laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpdM6vR_CW4/Tud4OItADCI/AAAAAAAAGx4/gejdMFeWX3U/s1600/corn%2Bbox%2B15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685645238828272674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpdM6vR_CW4/Tud4OItADCI/AAAAAAAAGx4/gejdMFeWX3U/s400/corn%2Bbox%2B15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne braved the tunnel. First she looked in it and said "mommy can you get the grass out of there?" I told her no and she went anyway even though she "got dirty". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wQ5vacZXDo/Tud3ljza2JI/AAAAAAAAGxs/l85dLsYEBOA/s1600/Julianne%2Btunnel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685644541728315538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wQ5vacZXDo/Tud3ljza2JI/AAAAAAAAGxs/l85dLsYEBOA/s400/Julianne%2Btunnel.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braving the grass but taking it easy. Notice the strategic hand placement to avoid the grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxht9x9Cmoo/Tud3lPtzyFI/AAAAAAAAGxg/fjzSNq4K4kk/s1600/Julianne%2Btunnel%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685644536336074834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxht9x9Cmoo/Tud3lPtzyFI/AAAAAAAAGxg/fjzSNq4K4kk/s400/Julianne%2Btunnel%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire had fun in the tunnel too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coQBxUbJhG0/Tud2J1-i_7I/AAAAAAAAGxU/DV53AHLJXc4/s1600/Claire%2Btunnel%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685642966058860466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coQBxUbJhG0/Tud2J1-i_7I/AAAAAAAAGxU/DV53AHLJXc4/s400/Claire%2Btunnel%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And went through it about 10 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IpDwDqm4U/Tud2JhkjigI/AAAAAAAAGxI/Tb9m3OVm1EE/s1600/Claire%2Btunnel%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685642960581134850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4IpDwDqm4U/Tud2JhkjigI/AAAAAAAAGxI/Tb9m3OVm1EE/s400/Claire%2Btunnel%2B7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite picture from the day. Our little family (and everyone is smiling)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iGba2Ebplw/Tuaq9k7LF0I/AAAAAAAAGw8/k7gy-2-QlEI/s1600/the%2Bfour%2Bof%2Bus%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685419554462439234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iGba2Ebplw/Tuaq9k7LF0I/AAAAAAAAGw8/k7gy-2-QlEI/s400/the%2Bfour%2Bof%2Bus%2B5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the funniest thing we saw all day and Julianne had some questions. Yes, that cow is doing what you think it is doing to the other cow. It went on for quite some time and I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljK5JfpC-ns/Tuaq9NGc8YI/AAAAAAAAGww/3HTAJ-KH7tU/s1600/whoa%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685419548067295618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljK5JfpC-ns/Tuaq9NGc8YI/AAAAAAAAGww/3HTAJ-KH7tU/s400/whoa%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; faces looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqgW58aTYjo/Tuaq8v6vrhI/AAAAAAAAGwk/NzpGJ5ZSMEc/s1600/another%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685419540233563666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqgW58aTYjo/Tuaq8v6vrhI/AAAAAAAAGwk/NzpGJ5ZSMEc/s400/another%2Bpony%2Bride.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was quite a trip to Farmland Adventures. We'll definitely go back next year!&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;/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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-3819168941897925722?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/farmland-adventures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33r5LX0ENq4/TueEXs_PVSI/AAAAAAAAG3g/IoCGj3Lw88s/s72-c/daddy%2Band%2Bgirls%2B6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-5974461972134830554</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2011 19:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-12T14:20:34.221-05:00</atom:updated><title>AWANA fun!</title><description>Julianne started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWANA&lt;/span&gt; here in September and loves it! We love that we have found a church to take the girls too and that they are learning about Jesus! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWANA&lt;/span&gt; is every Wednesday night and it is the thing Julianne looks forward to the most every week. Claire isn't quite old enough yet but she will be next fall. This is Julianne saying the four verses she learned in week one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWANA&lt;/span&gt;. So proud of our girl! She is doing awesome at memorizing her verses and doing her lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25ca2e87753af05c" 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://redirector.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25ca2e87753af05c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26cmo%3Dsensitive_content%253Dyes%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1340804054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BDC50229390BED11C6BA7BB511F8C8B3E7DF2A.4C053B24F455EDBCD292FD3FD0DD1D267AF4E9AD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25ca2e87753af05c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqNlrwQIiB7hoHyyStUiJZ8CNpQ&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://redirector.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25ca2e87753af05c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26cmo%3Dsensitive_content%253Dyes%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1340804054%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BDC50229390BED11C6BA7BB511F8C8B3E7DF2A.4C053B24F455EDBCD292FD3FD0DD1D267AF4E9AD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25ca2e87753af05c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVqNlrwQIiB7hoHyyStUiJZ8CNpQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger" allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-5974461972134830554?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/awana-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-1469056260476352869</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-12T14:02:18.309-05:00</atom:updated><title>Julianne's first public performance</title><description>Julianne had a performance at the church where she goes to preschool. They did a special service at the church where they highlighted the preschool, the kids that attend there and the teachers. It was nice. We love this preschool so much. It has been a big blessing to be able to send her to a Christian preschool. She loves it and hasn't missed one day since she started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the kids walking in. Julianne was taking it all in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvf8PA979B8/TuZKnRntexI/AAAAAAAAGwM/amoFvcCIFD4/s1600/walking%2Bin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685313618207144722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvf8PA979B8/TuZKnRntexI/AAAAAAAAGwM/amoFvcCIFD4/s400/walking%2Bin.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is acting all shy. She likes to act shy in big groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3B0IWw0ViM/TuZKnA227EI/AAAAAAAAGwA/hTxC43joNBM/s1600/acting%2Bshy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685313613707275330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3B0IWw0ViM/TuZKnA227EI/AAAAAAAAGwA/hTxC43joNBM/s400/acting%2Bshy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are getting ready to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjJITLy5KOc/TuZJNJAJtqI/AAAAAAAAGv0/71qZw6Xrvm0/s1600/ready%2Bto%2Bsing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685312069705512610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjJITLy5KOc/TuZJNJAJtqI/AAAAAAAAGv0/71qZw6Xrvm0/s400/ready%2Bto%2Bsing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are singing and some were doing hand motions. It was a little out of sync but very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmVz1UZMCcI/TuZJLmOONKI/AAAAAAAAGvo/cc1pgHOgyjY/s1600/singing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685312043189417122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmVz1UZMCcI/TuZJLmOONKI/AAAAAAAAGvo/cc1pgHOgyjY/s400/singing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne added a few of her little dance moves to the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-La01QXEY8c8/TuZJLV3JvCI/AAAAAAAAGvc/CwpSpHntffw/s1600/singing%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685312038797687842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-La01QXEY8c8/TuZJLV3JvCI/AAAAAAAAGvc/CwpSpHntffw/s400/singing%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to sing and had a blast. She can't wait for her Christmas program at school. Should be fun!&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/1520231308763451735-1469056260476352869?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/12/juliannes-first-public-performance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvf8PA979B8/TuZKnRntexI/AAAAAAAAGwM/amoFvcCIFD4/s72-c/walking%2Bin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-3723608626973179457</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-12T13:28:50.056-05:00</atom:updated><title>Pumpkin Patch Fun (and tantrums)</title><description>My friend Kristin came to visit with her cute little boys in October! We love that we only live 5 hours away from them now. While they were here, we took a trip to a little pumpkin patch to let the kids pull wagons and pick out pumpkins. We went for cute pictures too but well, that didn't turn out great. My oldest was in rare form and did not want her picture taken. It didn't start off well but after I threatened her, we had a great time! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jackson and Julianne picking out the wagons they wanted (um, kids...they are all the same)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfQWP43V40/TuZC2ubWkHI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/hcmGGNr6utQ/s1600/got%2Bour%2Bwagons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685305087544954994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfQWP43V40/TuZC2ubWkHI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/hcmGGNr6utQ/s400/got%2Bour%2Bwagons.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire picked hers out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rq8TFbXOvdk/TuZCephfggI/AAAAAAAAGvE/MOiu7VTPhRA/s1600/Claire%2Bpicking%2Bher%2Bwagon%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685304673911669250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rq8TFbXOvdk/TuZCephfggI/AAAAAAAAGvE/MOiu7VTPhRA/s400/Claire%2Bpicking%2Bher%2Bwagon%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes the cuteness is just too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4va6_uYBUlI/TuZBFgSqbmI/AAAAAAAAGu4/Jp1DtIso7oU/s1600/sitting%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685303142425194082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4va6_uYBUlI/TuZBFgSqbmI/AAAAAAAAGu4/Jp1DtIso7oU/s400/sitting%2Bin%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hu196TnCko/TuZAXwG1AeI/AAAAAAAAGus/p3RLQpjTC1U/s1600/pulling%2Bour%2Bwagons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685302356396540386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hu196TnCko/TuZAXwG1AeI/AAAAAAAAGus/p3RLQpjTC1U/s400/pulling%2Bour%2Bwagons.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my stubborn child saying "I don't want you to take my picture" and "I don't want to smile". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Min5nBmvyc/TuY-PVzCjEI/AAAAAAAAGug/J5Ls60AfptI/s1600/refusing%2Bto%2Bsmile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685300012872010818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Min5nBmvyc/TuY-PVzCjEI/AAAAAAAAGug/J5Ls60AfptI/s400/refusing%2Bto%2Bsmile.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, Claire didn't want to smile either. She wanted to scream. Again, it didn't start off well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H440bcgbhw0/TuY96ZUyXWI/AAAAAAAAGuU/2j8txWEiD30/s1600/Claire%2Bdoesn%2527t%2Bwant%2Bto%2Bbe%2Btouched.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685299653041610082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H440bcgbhw0/TuY96ZUyXWI/AAAAAAAAGuU/2j8txWEiD30/s400/Claire%2Bdoesn%2527t%2Bwant%2Bto%2Bbe%2Btouched.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After having a calm, rational conversation with Julianne (yeah right, I said something like "we just drove 30 minutes to get here. You WILL let mommy take your picture and you WILL smile. If you don't, no pumpkins and no candy!" Mature, right? I should teach parenting 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrr47LMkNgQ/TuY96PDbCJI/AAAAAAAAGuI/PNYplLBFHdc/s1600/Jackosn%2Band%2BJulianne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685299650284423314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrr47LMkNgQ/TuY96PDbCJI/AAAAAAAAGuI/PNYplLBFHdc/s400/Jackosn%2Band%2BJulianne.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should also teach a miss manners class because look how politely my 3 year old sits. Such a lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I talked calmly to her (not), she started to smile. Threats work people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QjKDz5EDUU/TuY95jlMLkI/AAAAAAAAGt8/2vNMRbWRZns/s1600/cheesy%2Bsmile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685299638614896194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QjKDz5EDUU/TuY95jlMLkI/AAAAAAAAGt8/2vNMRbWRZns/s400/cheesy%2Bsmile.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my pumpkin picking out her pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiSNXcqQAdk/TuY7KfF048I/AAAAAAAAGtw/16ZzCqt8M40/s1600/pumpkin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685296630932497346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiSNXcqQAdk/TuY7KfF048I/AAAAAAAAGtw/16ZzCqt8M40/s400/pumpkin.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; goofball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FemrV0Pa7o/TuY7KFsn51I/AAAAAAAAGtg/aYPXbnigUis/s1600/goofball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685296624115902290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FemrV0Pa7o/TuY7KFsn51I/AAAAAAAAGtg/aYPXbnigUis/s400/goofball.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks so sweet and innocent doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldTbMA-P9H4/TuY7J70p2nI/AAAAAAAAGtY/ciGRlRHJLp8/s1600/sweet%2Bgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685296621465229938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldTbMA-P9H4/TuY7J70p2nI/AAAAAAAAGtY/ciGRlRHJLp8/s400/sweet%2Bgirl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my big girl pulling her wagon all by herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bfh1WWHfHwA/TuY59rE-ayI/AAAAAAAAGtM/_HRHb38oNVo/s1600/pulling%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685295311300225826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bfh1WWHfHwA/TuY59rE-ayI/AAAAAAAAGtM/_HRHb38oNVo/s400/pulling%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's official. Baby stage is gone. This one's a big girl now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ao97S2YjwWo/TuY582eDXXI/AAAAAAAAGtA/g7Trlgg_3HA/s1600/pulling%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685295297178328434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ao97S2YjwWo/TuY582eDXXI/AAAAAAAAGtA/g7Trlgg_3HA/s400/pulling%2Bmy%2Bwagon%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire picking out her gourd and carrying it like a purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pzCBkzdy_dc/TuY58th31DI/AAAAAAAAGs0/vtFY_C3BM8w/s1600/holding%2Bit%2Blike%2Ba%2Bpurse%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685295294778430514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pzCBkzdy_dc/TuY58th31DI/AAAAAAAAGs0/vtFY_C3BM8w/s400/holding%2Bit%2Blike%2Ba%2Bpurse%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wanted a gourd instead of a pumpkin. I think it was just because it was easier to carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qasBC5bhzfs/TuY4__pk08I/AAAAAAAAGso/PGuOjKUXUao/s1600/picked%2Bthe%2Bone%2BI%2Bwanted%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685294251670557634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qasBC5bhzfs/TuY4__pk08I/AAAAAAAAGso/PGuOjKUXUao/s400/picked%2Bthe%2Bone%2BI%2Bwanted%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie pie in the chair I wanted to steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzVwGoVDFxw/TuY4_jApyuI/AAAAAAAAGsc/NcT1MIoFpNw/s1600/cutie%2Bin%2Ba%2Bchair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685294243982723810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzVwGoVDFxw/TuY4_jApyuI/AAAAAAAAGsc/NcT1MIoFpNw/s400/cutie%2Bin%2Ba%2Bchair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for coming to visit Kristin, Jackson and Sam! We can't wait to come see you!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-3723608626973179457?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/11/pumpkin-patch-fun-and-tantrums.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfQWP43V40/TuZC2ubWkHI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/hcmGGNr6utQ/s72-c/got%2Bour%2Bwagons.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-1395218197490901102</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 23:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-02T18:14:04.337-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><title>Hog fans!</title><description>Guess who is a Hog fan after only a few months living in Arkansas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-io7nOw8OxDQ/TtlbRE4qhQI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/b62COY_TaKo/s1600/hog%2Bfan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681672753831904514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-io7nOw8OxDQ/TtlbRE4qhQI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/b62COY_TaKo/s400/hog%2Bfan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's even learned to call the Hogs! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woooo&lt;/span&gt; Pig &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&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/1520231308763451735-1395218197490901102?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/11/hog-fans.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-io7nOw8OxDQ/TtlbRE4qhQI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/b62COY_TaKo/s72-c/hog%2Bfan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-7436232622121132198</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-02T18:09:33.150-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne dancing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><title>Julianne's first dance class!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look who is big enough to go to dance class now! She's been an amateur since she was about 5 months old, now she'll be a pro! Ha! She was so excited to start a dance class this fall. She had her first class back in September (still trying to catch up) and was thrilled to go! She's come a long way in just the first couple of months of class and they are now practicing for their dance recital in June! Can't wait. Here are some pics of her first day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u88AqpecmxU/TtlYz4TNeuI/AAAAAAAAGsA/N8gnR8orXrQ/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681670053214124770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u88AqpecmxU/TtlYz4TNeuI/AAAAAAAAGsA/N8gnR8orXrQ/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stretching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDKz7R-tCUo/TtlVZtPqUaI/AAAAAAAAGrs/bAeX1lTXNdw/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681666305034965410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDKz7R-tCUo/TtlVZtPqUaI/AAAAAAAAGrs/bAeX1lTXNdw/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; checking herself out in the mirror (she does this a lot) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4MionUOb6I/TtlVZQzRSrI/AAAAAAAAGrg/2H5pRAesrhk/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681666297399691954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4MionUOb6I/TtlVZQzRSrI/AAAAAAAAGrg/2H5pRAesrhk/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ballet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCA7gbjOy0o/TtlVYwIPTrI/AAAAAAAAGrU/Nam5h-vTM0U/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681666288629272242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCA7gbjOy0o/TtlVYwIPTrI/AAAAAAAAGrU/Nam5h-vTM0U/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; learning the pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VgfBvR7akvM/TtlVYmAtEAI/AAAAAAAAGrI/K3755pel2iM/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681666285913313282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VgfBvR7akvM/TtlVYmAtEAI/AAAAAAAAGrI/K3755pel2iM/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Osw2rMyDP_0/TtlUWmriLQI/AAAAAAAAGq8/CP_HnHfRCRU/s1600/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681665152221588738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Osw2rMyDP_0/TtlUWmriLQI/AAAAAAAAGq8/CP_HnHfRCRU/s400/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part was daddy being able to sneak away from work for a few minutes and come watch her class. She was so excited that he came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiY2GizIPFc/TtlUV5GWA8I/AAAAAAAAGq0/SFOOEkeDj10/s1600/daddy%2Bcame%2Bto%2Bwatch%2Bmy%2Bfirst%2Bclass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681665139986006978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WiY2GizIPFc/TtlUV5GWA8I/AAAAAAAAGq0/SFOOEkeDj10/s400/daddy%2Bcame%2Bto%2Bwatch%2Bmy%2Bfirst%2Bclass.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHMoFb6OVRg/TtlUVTFsw0I/AAAAAAAAGqk/REajoxwApbw/s1600/Jules%2Band%2Bdaddy%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681665129782756162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHMoFb6OVRg/TtlUVTFsw0I/AAAAAAAAGqk/REajoxwApbw/s400/Jules%2Band%2Bdaddy%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pretty ballerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG6byZXj-MY/TtlUVIvcaII/AAAAAAAAGqY/FNPKUEG253I/s1600/mommy%2Band%2BJules.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681665127005055106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG6byZXj-MY/TtlUVIvcaII/AAAAAAAAGqY/FNPKUEG253I/s400/mommy%2Band%2BJules.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-7436232622121132198?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/11/look-who-is-big-enough-to-go-to-dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u88AqpecmxU/TtlYz4TNeuI/AAAAAAAAGsA/N8gnR8orXrQ/s72-c/first%2Bdance%2Bclass%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-5565913686558249301</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-21T11:48:42.349-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>milestones</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>school</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Claire</category><title>Claire's school pictures</title><description>Julianne is not the only one going to school this year. Claire started a mom's day out program at our church. She goes 2 days a week and loves it! She didn't love me leaving her at first but after a couple of weeks she goes right in and runs to her teacher. It's been great for her! She had school pictures taken a few weeks ago. They turned out so cute. She is quickly turning from our little baby into a big girl. These are your first ever school pictures Claire bear!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a30DljFCudI/Tr_0Krt__UI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/Qk3P9zGnzQc/s1600/Claire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674522519881645378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a30DljFCudI/Tr_0Krt__UI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/Qk3P9zGnzQc/s400/Claire1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brNuCuKIxtc/Tr_0J9uShLI/AAAAAAAAGpE/oTIStkSd8zw/s1600/Claire1bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674522507534828722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brNuCuKIxtc/Tr_0J9uShLI/AAAAAAAAGpE/oTIStkSd8zw/s400/Claire1bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wc6iMG0WC54/Tr_0JhH0DfI/AAAAAAAAGo4/bkEbRug5xZE/s1600/Claire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674522499857255922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wc6iMG0WC54/Tr_0JhH0DfI/AAAAAAAAGo4/bkEbRug5xZE/s400/Claire2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLWeuI4qPJA/Tr_0JbP_bJI/AAAAAAAAGos/7LHcqnv7Ll8/s1600/Claire2bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674522498280942738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLWeuI4qPJA/Tr_0JbP_bJI/AAAAAAAAGos/7LHcqnv7Ll8/s400/Claire2bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1520231308763451735-5565913686558249301?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/11/claires-school-pictures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a30DljFCudI/Tr_0Krt__UI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/Qk3P9zGnzQc/s72-c/Claire1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-5321487875490539479</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-15T22:10:49.937-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>milestones</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>school</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Julianne</category><title>First day of Pre-K 3</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"How am I just growing up so fast?" You ask me this at least once a day. My answer: I have no idea. How did you get this big? You were just our tiny baby and now look at you. Off to your first day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K 3. Mommy bought you a special outfit and then we went backpack shopping together, after dinner at Taco Bell of course. The backpack is almost bigger than you. It is pink (duh!) and sparkly! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_sTJeXJc-0/TsAP5N9yedI/AAAAAAAAGqM/cib3Ab7IqLs/s1600/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674553006162606546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_sTJeXJc-0/TsAP5N9yedI/AAAAAAAAGqM/cib3Ab7IqLs/s400/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You were so excited for your first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TGpaBLSxSc/TsAPkEqSeXI/AAAAAAAAGqA/47thI8PFDi4/s1600/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674552642887645554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TGpaBLSxSc/TsAPkEqSeXI/AAAAAAAAGqA/47thI8PFDi4/s400/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You felt like such a big girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZJvr8zoaRw/TsAPjahNw2I/AAAAAAAAGp0/dYjbp2ghvMQ/s1600/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674552631575298914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZJvr8zoaRw/TsAPjahNw2I/AAAAAAAAGp0/dYjbp2ghvMQ/s400/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You were so anxious to meet your teacher and your new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oLWB7wi9qY/TsAPjFUELEI/AAAAAAAAGpk/VmxB7qIaL_Y/s1600/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674552625882999874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oLWB7wi9qY/TsAPjFUELEI/AAAAAAAAGpk/VmxB7qIaL_Y/s400/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we got there and you weren't as excited. I think you were thinking please don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0vYOQhdQpU/TsAPi62-Q8I/AAAAAAAAGpc/UoFHgOApwA8/s1600/asking%2Bme%2Bnot%2Bto%2Bleave%2Bher%2Bat%2Bschool.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674552623076623298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0vYOQhdQpU/TsAPi62-Q8I/AAAAAAAAGpc/UoFHgOApwA8/s400/asking%2Bme%2Bnot%2Bto%2Bleave%2Bher%2Bat%2Bschool.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cried on the first day and I was surprised because you usually have no problem with me leaving you anywhere. I think the move, a new house, new friends and now a new school finally caught up with you. You cried for about the first 3 times I dropped you off but now you run down the hall to get there and count the days until you have school again. You have learned so much already and it is so fun to see you learn new things. You go to school three days a week right now and tell me that you would like to go every day but mommy is not ready for that yet. I love our days together. You are such a special little girl. Although these "first" moments are fun, each one is hard because it means that you are getting older. These are the bittersweet moments of parenting. I am trying to cherish every single one.&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/1520231308763451735-5321487875490539479?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/11/first-day-of-pre-k-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_sTJeXJc-0/TsAP5N9yedI/AAAAAAAAGqM/cib3Ab7IqLs/s72-c/first%2Bday%2Bof%2Bpre-k3%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-7313314226917922758</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2011 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-26T17:59:02.656-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>milestones</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Claire</category><title>Claire - 18 months</title><description>Well, this post is two months late but we will just pretend it's still August 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 months old. Time is flying. You are growing. Way too quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing you have been to our little family. You have added fun, laughter, love, and a lot of noise! You are so FULL of personality! You are constantly moving, climbing, running, jumping and I wish I had 10% of your energy. You are passionate. You know exactly what you want and you get really upset if we can't figure out what it is. You are addicted to your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pacifier&lt;/span&gt; and your pink fuzzy blanket. You are an awesome sleeper (thank you Jesus)! You love your sister and try to keep up with whatever she is doing. You are a mama's girl. You love to have your picture taken and say "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheeeeeeezzzzeeee&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I get the camera out. You eat pretty much anything and have a big sweet tooth! You look like mommy. You love to take your clothes (and diaper) off. You are obsessed with shoes. You are very particular about doing things yourself. You hate shopping carts and will only ride in the big part. You laugh really loud. You love to dance even more than your sister does and that's saying a lot! You are completely adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here you are in one of your cheese poses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skld-qa5_OQ/TqcunkFpv3I/AAAAAAAAGlw/AwxClp00QKM/s1600/cheese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667549913306218354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skld-qa5_OQ/TqcunkFpv3I/AAAAAAAAGlw/AwxClp00QKM/s400/cheese.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing your booty off. Get it girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JgBDIoP86M/TqcunktPLUI/AAAAAAAAGlg/hEJZb58z3x4/s1600/get%2Bit%2Bgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667549913472249154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JgBDIoP86M/TqcunktPLUI/AAAAAAAAGlg/hEJZb58z3x4/s400/get%2Bit%2Bgirl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving on Sophie. You love dogs, especially ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2akHWHk2OQ/Tqcum9dfKCI/AAAAAAAAGlY/aEM8kTyjnw8/s1600/love%2BSophie%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667549902937204770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2akHWHk2OQ/Tqcum9dfKCI/AAAAAAAAGlY/aEM8kTyjnw8/s400/love%2BSophie%2B4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You will finally wear bows in your hair although you rip them out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crBqNaviJi4/TqcumiKBGMI/AAAAAAAAGlM/uoeBaJfdcf8/s1600/back%2Bto%2Bmommy%2Bafter%2B2%2Bweeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667549895607785666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crBqNaviJi4/TqcumiKBGMI/AAAAAAAAGlM/uoeBaJfdcf8/s400/back%2Bto%2Bmommy%2Bafter%2B2%2Bweeks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You find so much joy in such simple things. Like water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXS4Fb12azk/TqcoA8e8WSI/AAAAAAAAGlA/AB6SZBh4ysw/s1600/simple%2Bjoy%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667542652770081058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXS4Fb12azk/TqcoA8e8WSI/AAAAAAAAGlA/AB6SZBh4ysw/s400/simple%2Bjoy%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You think you are bigger than you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUxP8RtTIoE/TqcoASY1v4I/AAAAAAAAGk0/dTZPZ6LHPEo/s1600/I%2527ll%2Bdrive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667542641470193538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SUxP8RtTIoE/TqcoASY1v4I/AAAAAAAAGk0/dTZPZ6LHPEo/s400/I%2527ll%2Bdrive.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You love mac and cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIH6dE0aSFw/Tqcn_zFAsDI/AAAAAAAAGko/vreTlmsdoaE/s1600/mac%2Band%2Bcheese%2Bgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667542633065525298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIH6dE0aSFw/Tqcn_zFAsDI/AAAAAAAAGko/vreTlmsdoaE/s400/mac%2Band%2Bcheese%2Bgirl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are the messiest kid. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hbRRoMe05as/Tqcn_sRXc2I/AAAAAAAAGkc/dVU8UNuQ1dw/s1600/messy%2Bgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667542631238300514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hbRRoMe05as/Tqcn_sRXc2I/AAAAAAAAGkc/dVU8UNuQ1dw/s400/messy%2Bgirl.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You love baby doll's. You are so sweet with them and rock them, wrap them in blankets, put them to bed, put diapers on them, and hug and kiss them. It's really sweet. You love real life babies too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqjJzzJa-X8/Tqcn_InztfI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/R_I0YVMZXw4/s1600/love%2Bmy%2Bbaby%2Bdolls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667542621668750834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqjJzzJa-X8/Tqcn_InztfI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/R_I0YVMZXw4/s400/love%2Bmy%2Bbaby%2Bdolls.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What can I say Claire bear? You have given us 18 months of sweetness! We love you so much and are so glad you are ours! &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-7313314226917922758?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/10/claire-18-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skld-qa5_OQ/TqcunkFpv3I/AAAAAAAAGlw/AwxClp00QKM/s72-c/cheese.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-4284671627688819628</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-13T16:34:50.584-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family adventures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vacation</category><title>Our weekend in Branson!</title><description>Just a week after moving here, we ventured to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt;, Missouri for the weekend. It's just a short hour and a half from where we live now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; used to be a place for old people to go. Now it's a big family destination with a lot of things to do with the kids. My parents and I took the girls and Shaun met us the next day. My Aunt and Uncle also came and joined us and we had a blast! It was HOT! Like 110 hot. HOT! We were going to do Silver Dollar City (the big amusement park there) but it was just too hot. We settled for a day of shopping and messing around and then a day at the water park. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, my parents and I took the girls shopping down for a bit. We had to go to the Bass Pro Shop because it's super cool. The girls could have been entertained in there all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claire loved the bear that welcomed us into the store. She kissed him. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLc8RZKXTcg/TpYXxuRJVFI/AAAAAAAAGkE/4cut-f7hf_0/s1600/kisses%2Bfor%2Bbear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662739724465951826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLc8RZKXTcg/TpYXxuRJVFI/AAAAAAAAGkE/4cut-f7hf_0/s400/kisses%2Bfor%2Bbear.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne loved getting on every.single.four wheeler/tractor/boat in the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8jvfPLk1t14/TpYXfgivI2I/AAAAAAAAGj0/UUABiO_325k/s1600/four%2Bwheeler%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662739411543991138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8jvfPLk1t14/TpYXfgivI2I/AAAAAAAAGj0/UUABiO_325k/s400/four%2Bwheeler%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a huge aquarium in there and the girls loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zUpZvzkMDsQ/TpYXe-fl9BI/AAAAAAAAGjo/cDkdJ_dhOOE/s1600/watching%2Bthe%2Bfish%2Bwith%2Bpapa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662739402404000786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zUpZvzkMDsQ/TpYXe-fl9BI/AAAAAAAAGjo/cDkdJ_dhOOE/s400/watching%2Bthe%2Bfish%2Bwith%2Bpapa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julianne did a bit of boat shopping. My parents are going to buy a boat when they move here so she was helping them pick one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5cOLpQ_HAM/TpYXef2O0oI/AAAAAAAAGjc/IkWBZKX41i4/s1600/boat%2Bshopping%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662739394177454722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5cOLpQ_HAM/TpYXef2O0oI/AAAAAAAAGjc/IkWBZKX41i4/s400/boat%2Bshopping%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching the fountain show outside of our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al-RKIzdcoA/TpYXd64i7AI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/OV3xdS9pqTM/s1600/watching%2Bthe%2Bfountains%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662739384255048706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al-RKIzdcoA/TpYXd64i7AI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/OV3xdS9pqTM/s400/watching%2Bthe%2Bfountains%2B5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing with the bear outside of a restaurant. While taking these pictures of Julianne I was hearing "mommy, look...I'm posing". She gave me several poses and tossed her hair. We're in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdQNTMLX6jQ/TpYVZclBVGI/AAAAAAAAGjE/2L2yxTqM8vQ/s1600/posing%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bbear%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662737108377359458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdQNTMLX6jQ/TpYVZclBVGI/AAAAAAAAGjE/2L2yxTqM8vQ/s400/posing%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bbear%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jules loves rides like this. Claire does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1V8s5xyds/TpYVYuG6qeI/AAAAAAAAGi4/duT_qCX7MvM/s1600/rocket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662737095903062498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1V8s5xyds/TpYVYuG6qeI/AAAAAAAAGi4/duT_qCX7MvM/s400/rocket.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They both like the train though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5i8lLqaROuc/TpYVX-Y5wFI/AAAAAAAAGis/04EA4LNh0rI/s1600/train%2Bride%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662737083093598290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5i8lLqaROuc/TpYVX-Y5wFI/AAAAAAAAGis/04EA4LNh0rI/s400/train%2Bride%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They went for a ride around the shopping center with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mimi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeEgqCjkmQ4/TpYVXoTvZxI/AAAAAAAAGig/BKf0dz-NVuM/s1600/train%2Bride%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662737077166368530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qeEgqCjkmQ4/TpYVXoTvZxI/AAAAAAAAGig/BKf0dz-NVuM/s400/train%2Bride%2B8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt; time. Hallelujah! It felt so good to be in the water all day because of the heat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My aunt with Claire (she is now affectionately known as "Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mimi&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOXpbKBJLCQ/TpYUuaJKZ1I/AAAAAAAAGiU/yaG7mUJtUuo/s1600/Aunt%2Bmimi%2Bwith%2BClaire%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662736368989267794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOXpbKBJLCQ/TpYUuaJKZ1I/AAAAAAAAGiU/yaG7mUJtUuo/s400/Aunt%2Bmimi%2Bwith%2BClaire%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire loves water. She played in the fountain area forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c_Zbac5kVs/TpYUtVuWUoI/AAAAAAAAGiM/XTatS_6WWhM/s1600/Claire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662736350623191682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c_Zbac5kVs/TpYUtVuWUoI/AAAAAAAAGiM/XTatS_6WWhM/s400/Claire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cute are they in their matching bikinis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvL7FrEWZO8/TpYUXlbJ_EI/AAAAAAAAGiA/H2N1v9_Ra0Y/s1600/Claire%2Band%2BJules.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662735976880536642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvL7FrEWZO8/TpYUXlbJ_EI/AAAAAAAAGiA/H2N1v9_Ra0Y/s400/Claire%2Band%2BJules.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire did not love the life vest that she had to wear to go into the lazy river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCrQltRqNMY/TpYUWVcZevI/AAAAAAAAGh0/w0W1AroZBQs/s1600/Claire%2Blife%2Bvest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662735955410909938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCrQltRqNMY/TpYUWVcZevI/AAAAAAAAGh0/w0W1AroZBQs/s400/Claire%2Blife%2Bvest.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She also did not love the lazy river. She wanted to walk in the lazy river. We tried to tell her that that totally defeats the purpose of a lazy river but she insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4yAPTUWMJk/TpYUVgtc5aI/AAAAAAAAGhk/o93XiylmFqw/s1600/Claire%2Bwanted%2Bto%2Bwalk%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662735941255357858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4yAPTUWMJk/TpYUVgtc5aI/AAAAAAAAGhk/o93XiylmFqw/s400/Claire%2Bwanted%2Bto%2Bwalk%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4AauKOCPZ4/TpYUU-IC5SI/AAAAAAAAGhY/iSLcMHx19TU/s1600/daddy%2Band%2BClaire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662735931971659042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4AauKOCPZ4/TpYUU-IC5SI/AAAAAAAAGhY/iSLcMHx19TU/s400/daddy%2Band%2BClaire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julianne (on the right) going down a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;water slide&lt;/span&gt; all by herself for the first time ever. Big girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ui7JsV3Poo/TpYSThRgWoI/AAAAAAAAGhI/zLQTF_GCIwE/s1600/first%2Bsolo%2Bwaterslide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662733708023585410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ui7JsV3Poo/TpYSThRgWoI/AAAAAAAAGhI/zLQTF_GCIwE/s400/first%2Bsolo%2Bwaterslide.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was "a little cold" even though it was 110 out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHWOKwnWTiw/TpYSS_FyvQI/AAAAAAAAGg8/Q9Yip6bB4iY/s1600/getting%2Bcold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662733698847653122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHWOKwnWTiw/TpYSS_FyvQI/AAAAAAAAGg8/Q9Yip6bB4iY/s400/getting%2Bcold.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mimi and Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3du6IyA-lM/TpYSRrCBf9I/AAAAAAAAGgk/7UNkKH2Y0SA/s1600/mimi%2Band%2BClaire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662733676283264978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3du6IyA-lM/TpYSRrCBf9I/AAAAAAAAGgk/7UNkKH2Y0SA/s400/mimi%2Band%2BClaire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WObI0jPiemk/TpYQ-KNDN-I/AAAAAAAAGgU/Txbq1QK7BMg/s1600/mommy%2Band%2BClaire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662732241542002658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WObI0jPiemk/TpYQ-KNDN-I/AAAAAAAAGgU/Txbq1QK7BMg/s400/mommy%2Band%2BClaire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa and Julianne hanging out. They are best buds. For real. No one else exists when papa is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKJ19GQwywQ/TpYQ8dKykqI/AAAAAAAAGgI/BeNoDR1s-wM/s1600/papa%2Band%2BJules%2Bchillin%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662732212273058466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKJ19GQwywQ/TpYQ8dKykqI/AAAAAAAAGgI/BeNoDR1s-wM/s400/papa%2Band%2BJules%2Bchillin%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cruisin'&lt;/span&gt; down the lazy river with papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s358kVYMZzw/TpYQ7uqnhiI/AAAAAAAAGf8/IEAmdDcau2E/s1600/papa%2Band%2BJules%2Btubing%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662732199790085666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s358kVYMZzw/TpYQ7uqnhiI/AAAAAAAAGf8/IEAmdDcau2E/s400/papa%2Band%2BJules%2Btubing%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the finger hold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3jD21ih7CM/TpYQ7K_sqoI/AAAAAAAAGfw/IF-bZ2wGt90/s1600/polka%2Bdot%2Bcutie%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662732190214826626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3jD21ih7CM/TpYQ7K_sqoI/AAAAAAAAGfw/IF-bZ2wGt90/s400/polka%2Bdot%2Bcutie%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More fountain fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZNqfiaCAJU/TpYOwAOlZbI/AAAAAAAAGfk/YV2LPh8WUEk/s1600/simple%2Bjoy%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662729799322658226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZNqfiaCAJU/TpYOwAOlZbI/AAAAAAAAGfk/YV2LPh8WUEk/s400/simple%2Bjoy%2B3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She totally rocks that bikini. Belly and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWB4QHvDmNE/TpYOvY0l08I/AAAAAAAAGfY/l9YLm1-d7TE/s1600/water%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bface.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662729788744651714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWB4QHvDmNE/TpYOvY0l08I/AAAAAAAAGfY/l9YLm1-d7TE/s400/water%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bface.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDh9AuvLWA/TpYOuky0fNI/AAAAAAAAGfM/sp_7Wl7q_cA/s1600/wet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662729774778580178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDh9AuvLWA/TpYOuky0fNI/AAAAAAAAGfM/sp_7Wl7q_cA/s400/wet.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOFHgRm93MA/TpYOuaVTcOI/AAAAAAAAGfA/afwu8UeJJyI/s1600/working%2Bthat%2Bbikini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662729771970425058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOFHgRm93MA/TpYOuaVTcOI/AAAAAAAAGfA/afwu8UeJJyI/s400/working%2Bthat%2Bbikini.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the water park, we went out to dinner to celebrate mimi's birthday. It was a great weekend and the girls can't wait to go back! Next time we'll go when it's not so hot so we can check out Silver Dollar City. Have you ever been to Branson? What are your favorite things to do there?&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;/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/1520231308763451735-4284671627688819628?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/10/our-weekend-in-branson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLc8RZKXTcg/TpYXxuRJVFI/AAAAAAAAGkE/4cut-f7hf_0/s72-c/kisses%2Bfor%2Bbear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-1950631707653694999</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 23:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-06T17:25:16.819-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>goodbye to Cleveland</category><title>The Empty House</title><description>The rest of our July was spent packing, selling our house (thank you God!), and saying a lot of goodbyes. My parents took the girls for 2 weeks so that Shaun and I could go through all of our stuff, pack what we wanted and sell what we didn't. It was sad to pack up this house. I loved our house in Ohio. I miss it so. It is the house we brought our girls home to. It's the house where we made so many memories and where so many new friendships were formed. When it was empty, I cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kitchen where I cooked an infinite number of meals, baked Christmas treats for our neighbors, and fed my babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-qKjmdlpWk/TouhZQd9WpI/AAAAAAAAGe4/-gXfA3wMvjw/s1600/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659794812010584722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-qKjmdlpWk/TouhZQd9WpI/AAAAAAAAGe4/-gXfA3wMvjw/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pantry (Claire's favorite place to play)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXFkbDDMN0A/TouhYyOz_mI/AAAAAAAAGew/F1BrLBdSet8/s1600/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659794803893993058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kXFkbDDMN0A/TouhYyOz_mI/AAAAAAAAGew/F1BrLBdSet8/s400/IMG_2625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, how I miss my french door fridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-EUCCyKKSM/TougitkvW2I/AAAAAAAAGeo/zvwDWiOaxp4/s1600/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793874930850658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-EUCCyKKSM/TougitkvW2I/AAAAAAAAGeo/zvwDWiOaxp4/s400/IMG_2628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dining room where we had holiday meals, had great friends over for dinner, and wonderful conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7QnCXqXeaU/TougiEIlGcI/AAAAAAAAGeg/OXwVJFwEYAU/s1600/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793863806884290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7QnCXqXeaU/TougiEIlGcI/AAAAAAAAGeg/OXwVJFwEYAU/s400/IMG_2630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The formal living room that we barely stepped foot in...but it was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTkz_KvJzkA/Tough2Ju24I/AAAAAAAAGeY/OuCUBVdoyVU/s1600/IMG_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793860053621634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTkz_KvJzkA/Tough2Ju24I/AAAAAAAAGeY/OuCUBVdoyVU/s400/IMG_2633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The media area where we snuggled up for movies, watched hours and hours of football, and also where Julianne took her first steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rc4eDAoO_4/ToughVYpA8I/AAAAAAAAGeQ/JHmshzhG1uw/s1600/IMG_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793851257783234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rc4eDAoO_4/ToughVYpA8I/AAAAAAAAGeQ/JHmshzhG1uw/s400/IMG_2639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The playroom where the girls spent countless hours and the host of many a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playdate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUQkQBaz38k/Touf3vzzULI/AAAAAAAAGeI/x-FK9dBbGIc/s1600/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793136796520626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUQkQBaz38k/Touf3vzzULI/AAAAAAAAGeI/x-FK9dBbGIc/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My craft room that I didn't get near enough time to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFxtUoEPboQ/Touf3GZA4OI/AAAAAAAAGeA/Ak60zi-oRJU/s1600/IMG_2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793125678309602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFxtUoEPboQ/Touf3GZA4OI/AAAAAAAAGeA/Ak60zi-oRJU/s400/IMG_2647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guest room where numerous family and friends visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeoRhcNu7s4/Touf296UjyI/AAAAAAAAGd4/B6nJIbKlm6E/s1600/IMG_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793123402092322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeoRhcNu7s4/Touf296UjyI/AAAAAAAAGd4/B6nJIbKlm6E/s400/IMG_2656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire's room. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUu_eKtv98E/Toufz80-IAI/AAAAAAAAGdw/4xEcce9dLw4/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659793071571607554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUu_eKtv98E/Toufz80-IAI/AAAAAAAAGdw/4xEcce9dLw4/s400/IMG_2658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne's room. This was probably the hardest room for us to pack. I had visions of painting that room, months before she was to arrive, eagerly awaiting her arrival. I was so happy to be decorating a baby room after trying for so long for a baby. The fact that she was a girl and I got to decorate the pinkest room ever was just icing on the cake. Love that room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PR7LZj7EPhU/ToueuDWUblI/AAAAAAAAGdo/BCPIwyJURGo/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659791870731251282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PR7LZj7EPhU/ToueuDWUblI/AAAAAAAAGdo/BCPIwyJURGo/s400/IMG_2660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our room. Our sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1wS9M4JwA/TouettYJSnI/AAAAAAAAGdg/Q4chfHxO6w0/s1600/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659791864833329778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1wS9M4JwA/TouettYJSnI/AAAAAAAAGdg/Q4chfHxO6w0/s400/IMG_2662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The closet Shaun built me. He is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOeh49Bd2MA/TouetWi22aI/AAAAAAAAGdY/YLT4E3C1Q9c/s1600/IMG_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659791858704243106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOeh49Bd2MA/TouetWi22aI/AAAAAAAAGdY/YLT4E3C1Q9c/s400/IMG_2666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The empty ice cream containers from the best ice cream place in Cleveland (our last meal in this house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3liHtem0yEw/Toud3rB24sI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/CUPO-rNB7zQ/s1600/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659790936490042050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3liHtem0yEw/Toud3rB24sI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/CUPO-rNB7zQ/s400/IMG_2626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture we took of ourselves in the house when it was empty. We took this photo about a minute before we walked out of the house for the last time and began our new journey. To Arkansas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Va_APW8vFo/Toud3FU7RnI/AAAAAAAAGdI/QyKrG1w_Zc8/s1600/IMG_2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659790926369474162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Va_APW8vFo/Toud3FU7RnI/AAAAAAAAGdI/QyKrG1w_Zc8/s400/IMG_2669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so thankful for the memories we have in Cleveland. I made friends that will be friends for life. We love and miss all of you so much. Thank you for making our time in Cleveland so fantastic! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-1950631707653694999?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/10/empty-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-qKjmdlpWk/TouhZQd9WpI/AAAAAAAAGe4/-gXfA3wMvjw/s72-c/IMG_2622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1520231308763451735.post-2517405005009216653</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 21:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-20T17:25:27.549-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Randi</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holidays</category><title>The best fourth of July EVER!</title><description>I'm getting caught up, slowly but surely. Next up, our fourth of July weekend. It was a great weekend with a lot of celebrating. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; and her family came for the weekend and the day they arrived was also Shaun's last day of fellowship. I can't put into words what a milestone this was. Shaun has been training for seven years which was preceded by five years of med school (he did 5 years because he also got a masters degree while in med school). Factor in undergrad and you've got 16 years of education and training. It's been a long road people. He's worked incredibly hard. I never imagined how challenging it would be for both of us. But it's over. OVER! Hallelujah, praise the Lord and AMEN! I am beyond proud and so blessed to be married to a man who is so passionate about helping people. He is doing so well in his practice here and his patients love him (more on that to come). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The celebration began about 5 minutes after Shaun got home and the kids immediately used him as a jungle gym as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njet3Y0kSqM/TnJ4_Yq4qjI/AAAAAAAAGcw/sI2raG4upw8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652713512652810802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njet3Y0kSqM/TnJ4_Yq4qjI/AAAAAAAAGcw/sI2raG4upw8/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaun is laying on the dog and the kids are laying on him. Actually, they were more tackling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRuUtJhrZPM/TnJ48Cvj1kI/AAAAAAAAGco/YRTRLkGHYTg/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652713455227229762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRuUtJhrZPM/TnJ48Cvj1kI/AAAAAAAAGco/YRTRLkGHYTg/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne thought the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt; called for a concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8iS0JwiHP8/TnJ3hJfjWLI/AAAAAAAAGcg/44KqtGrV4AE/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711893671041202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8iS0JwiHP8/TnJ3hJfjWLI/AAAAAAAAGcg/44KqtGrV4AE/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbie joined her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ngQSXrGy4A/TnJ3ggnDnGI/AAAAAAAAGcY/jhKF43WDlpQ/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711882696662114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ngQSXrGy4A/TnJ3ggnDnGI/AAAAAAAAGcY/jhKF43WDlpQ/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire didn't want to miss out either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P18sO1D2Bpk/TnJ3f98fseI/AAAAAAAAGcI/mR7ebhBNHsU/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711873391342050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P18sO1D2Bpk/TnJ3f98fseI/AAAAAAAAGcI/mR7ebhBNHsU/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently Claire got her holidays mixed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjetrxAGsQk/TnJ279QdaXI/AAAAAAAAGb4/WlghLlvSPRQ/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711254731352434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjetrxAGsQk/TnJ279QdaXI/AAAAAAAAGb4/WlghLlvSPRQ/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The congratulations cake I made for Shaun. That's peanut butter frosting with Reese's peanut butter cups on it. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IrWc0h1fKo/TnJ27eZgK2I/AAAAAAAAGbw/W70kOJZSEFo/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711246447782754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IrWc0h1fKo/TnJ27eZgK2I/AAAAAAAAGbw/W70kOJZSEFo/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great night of celebrating with our friends. Randi and James have been such a support for Shaun and I over the years. They know what it's taken to get to where we are now and have been there for us through the good, bad, and the ugly! I am eternally grateful for their friendship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day was my going away bash with my girlfriends (if you didn't read about that, it's the post below this one). The next day the guys watched the kids all day so that Randi and I could go shopping. Such an awesome day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day, we watched the kids so the guys could go golfing. We went to a local shopping center where they had all kinds of 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July activities! It was HOT so we didn't stay that long but the kids loved their balloon animals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDc1BF3ZszI/TnJ27N1frsI/AAAAAAAAGbo/uwcTERehZ8g/s1600/balloon%2Banimals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652711242001788610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CDc1BF3ZszI/TnJ27N1frsI/AAAAAAAAGbo/uwcTERehZ8g/s400/balloon%2Banimals.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The golfing must have worn them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KtqErh3bneg/TnJ2a-IfGPI/AAAAAAAAGbg/H5X4xsiTmI4/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652710688030660850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KtqErh3bneg/TnJ2a-IfGPI/AAAAAAAAGbg/H5X4xsiTmI4/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent the late afternoon and evening enjoying the outdoors and celebrating the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; on the 3rd because they had to go home the morning of the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. The kids had a blast playing in the backyard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bubbles, always a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72ZEdqxbdh0/TnJ2aftuhjI/AAAAAAAAGbY/MQZraOJDrmw/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652710679865361970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72ZEdqxbdh0/TnJ2aftuhjI/AAAAAAAAGbY/MQZraOJDrmw/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot dogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uP2DRzlvkE/TnJ2YgovR7I/AAAAAAAAGbI/XE4P2qihQGU/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652710645753137074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uP2DRzlvkE/TnJ2YgovR7I/AAAAAAAAGbI/XE4P2qihQGU/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7-wGx8j6Mo/TnI3ALZj7pI/AAAAAAAAGbA/OM4C00SAwjM/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652640958502923922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7-wGx8j6Mo/TnI3ALZj7pI/AAAAAAAAGbA/OM4C00SAwjM/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire taking bubbles right to the face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNfREzzSHNg/TnI2_og-JkI/AAAAAAAAGa4/A0YeD6X5BdQ/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652640949138761282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNfREzzSHNg/TnI2_og-JkI/AAAAAAAAGa4/A0YeD6X5BdQ/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A human tunnel to slide down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NU7e_JFiYXY/TnI2_ZRGRYI/AAAAAAAAGaw/iRm4fdDwf6g/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652640945045652866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NU7e_JFiYXY/TnI2_ZRGRYI/AAAAAAAAGaw/iRm4fdDwf6g/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shoulder ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AX6bzKODcYI/TnI2-2yRmtI/AAAAAAAAGao/vM0z_utyU4A/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652640935789566674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AX6bzKODcYI/TnI2-2yRmtI/AAAAAAAAGao/vM0z_utyU4A/s400/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't worry...she got a haircut shortly after this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tkKjLh8R70/TnI16HA7fpI/AAAAAAAAGaA/NLy7PCATXTU/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639754735025810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0tkKjLh8R70/TnI16HA7fpI/AAAAAAAAGaA/NLy7PCATXTU/s400/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RyLjmugjNEw/TnI15xZigJI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/A5fWMOFihY4/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639748932665490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RyLjmugjNEw/TnI15xZigJI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/A5fWMOFihY4/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbie wasn't having any fun at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6FuqcH3r4w/TnI13FnmT8I/AAAAAAAAGZw/MMUURlNh06w/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639702820736962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6FuqcH3r4w/TnI13FnmT8I/AAAAAAAAGZw/MMUURlNh06w/s400/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't get more American than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akJDLJDg_S8/TnI1zc7V6QI/AAAAAAAAGZo/otqgPS4CcOU/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639640358086914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akJDLJDg_S8/TnI1zc7V6QI/AAAAAAAAGZo/otqgPS4CcOU/s400/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our big girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBJm_XlOEy8/TnI1O1GXg0I/AAAAAAAAGZg/dBAzwq4L7Qg/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639011191620418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBJm_XlOEy8/TnI1O1GXg0I/AAAAAAAAGZg/dBAzwq4L7Qg/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James wanted to try out our lawn mower before we moved. He and Ben had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pt-EbeKfkqA/TnI1OfFcaJI/AAAAAAAAGZY/VBCuNFKIFV8/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652639005282166930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pt-EbeKfkqA/TnI1OfFcaJI/AAAAAAAAGZY/VBCuNFKIFV8/s400/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fireworks portion of our evening started with snap-it's. Uncle James taught Julianne how to do it. She loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZAH6Pq3ewQ/TnI1N5kWqCI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/1o8KnCCcOnM/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638995211266082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZAH6Pq3ewQ/TnI1N5kWqCI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/1o8KnCCcOnM/s400/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice follow through Jules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65-elMWnUbM/TnI1Nfk6eKI/AAAAAAAAGZI/qlxiwyWpK-Q/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638988234291362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-65-elMWnUbM/TnI1Nfk6eKI/AAAAAAAAGZI/qlxiwyWpK-Q/s400/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire is never one to miss out on anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSDII-Djdpo/TnI0rOPmI0I/AAAAAAAAGZA/m9HE1SS0lGA/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638399465923394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSDII-Djdpo/TnI0rOPmI0I/AAAAAAAAGZA/m9HE1SS0lGA/s400/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up....exploding streamers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kx9HNDsahcc/TnI0qrRSPiI/AAAAAAAAGY4/v3B6YszydKc/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638390077767202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kx9HNDsahcc/TnI0qrRSPiI/AAAAAAAAGY4/v3B6YszydKc/s400/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ8KLbqLZaQ/TnI0qWO7MgI/AAAAAAAAGYw/fU6xlC5hZvM/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638384430723586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ8KLbqLZaQ/TnI0qWO7MgI/AAAAAAAAGYw/fU6xlC5hZvM/s400/160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me preface these next pictures by saying that fireworks in Ohio are illegal. All you can buy are these smoke bomb things. So, that's what we had. Lame. But we had to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwAFrTjyEFE/TnI0p-nSxlI/AAAAAAAAGYo/wwyLpwIyLEc/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652638378090481234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwAFrTjyEFE/TnI0p-nSxlI/AAAAAAAAGYo/wwyLpwIyLEc/s400/168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They smoked well though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcGLBjvZlvk/Tm_kPg0p8BI/AAAAAAAAGYY/96bonZiAWkg/s1600/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651987012533219346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcGLBjvZlvk/Tm_kPg0p8BI/AAAAAAAAGYY/96bonZiAWkg/s400/171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys thought it would be a bit more exciting if we lit a bunch at once. The kids liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ8vnMKdge4/Tm_kPNHFg0I/AAAAAAAAGYQ/zn_pJzTUUDo/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651987007241814850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ8vnMKdge4/Tm_kPNHFg0I/AAAAAAAAGYQ/zn_pJzTUUDo/s400/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDC-Z3Q5wDk/Tm_kOhbAfCI/AAAAAAAAGYI/b3vFED2Ivsk/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986995514211362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDC-Z3Q5wDk/Tm_kOhbAfCI/AAAAAAAAGYI/b3vFED2Ivsk/s400/180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julianne spiced up the show by dancing for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mas8bAj1doU/Tm_kNz3yOxI/AAAAAAAAGYA/8sLR7u42qDg/s1600/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986983286881042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mas8bAj1doU/Tm_kNz3yOxI/AAAAAAAAGYA/8sLR7u42qDg/s400/181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No music needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBWWUX6FXyM/Tm_jnxxck4I/AAAAAAAAGX4/K4lu9icZMQA/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986329888396162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBWWUX6FXyM/Tm_jnxxck4I/AAAAAAAAGX4/K4lu9icZMQA/s400/182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from the other side. Kids all in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLAIEkw7IxQ/Tm_jnLnjTVI/AAAAAAAAGXw/JXgJ0ReQXaM/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986319646346578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLAIEkw7IxQ/Tm_jnLnjTVI/AAAAAAAAGXw/JXgJ0ReQXaM/s400/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire wasn't sure what to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exwIuvXtIqg/Tm_jmoVCdEI/AAAAAAAAGXo/qqN6JUcteGk/s1600/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986310173455426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exwIuvXtIqg/Tm_jmoVCdEI/AAAAAAAAGXo/qqN6JUcteGk/s400/200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the most spark we got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwWKFd8Y-mk/Tm_jmHYIKqI/AAAAAAAAGXg/ptiS-z62hmY/s1600/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651986301328042658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwWKFd8Y-mk/Tm_jmHYIKqI/AAAAAAAAGXg/ptiS-z62hmY/s400/202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James did a little show for us. That definitely made it more entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vOar476Sh0/Tm_TzvHLjmI/AAAAAAAAGXY/-EDKJRumgMA/s1600/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968943146634850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vOar476Sh0/Tm_TzvHLjmI/AAAAAAAAGXY/-EDKJRumgMA/s400/208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MI2xkOs9dEY/Tm_TzNpsSFI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/6EUwuSgiyKQ/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968934164580434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MI2xkOs9dEY/Tm_TzNpsSFI/AAAAAAAAGXQ/6EUwuSgiyKQ/s400/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sparkler time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whYAhejhF_U/Tm_TyImTgYI/AAAAAAAAGXI/838DqD-0TRQ/s1600/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968915628327298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whYAhejhF_U/Tm_TyImTgYI/AAAAAAAAGXI/838DqD-0TRQ/s400/216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv6WM4gY0fc/Tm_Tx1fn24I/AAAAAAAAGXA/5Aivc0cTI20/s1600/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968910500027266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv6WM4gY0fc/Tm_Tx1fn24I/AAAAAAAAGXA/5Aivc0cTI20/s400/217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julianne loved the sparklers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikKPjCv3Af4/Tm_S9oTB0PI/AAAAAAAAGW4/ouosXy4aqhc/s1600/219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968013604344050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikKPjCv3Af4/Tm_S9oTB0PI/AAAAAAAAGW4/ouosXy4aqhc/s400/219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmbUrvx-1YM/Tm_S8-LgNUI/AAAAAAAAGWw/_DgF6eKcL3Q/s1600/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651968002298492226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmbUrvx-1YM/Tm_S8-LgNUI/AAAAAAAAGWw/_DgF6eKcL3Q/s400/220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zos3Dtg4qx8/Tm_S8VH42FI/AAAAAAAAGWo/HSDBwmbX2S4/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967991277475922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zos3Dtg4qx8/Tm_S8VH42FI/AAAAAAAAGWo/HSDBwmbX2S4/s400/221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew liked the sparklers too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2B-YvtfxGXw/Tm_S77aRcWI/AAAAAAAAGWg/PT9MRQEAWu8/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967984375263586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2B-YvtfxGXw/Tm_S77aRcWI/AAAAAAAAGWg/PT9MRQEAWu8/s400/228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben being very careful - such a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Yb-Un7cs2Y/Tm_SXvROcPI/AAAAAAAAGWY/HVEDVutBFi4/s1600/230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967362640802034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Yb-Un7cs2Y/Tm_SXvROcPI/AAAAAAAAGWY/HVEDVutBFi4/s400/230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abbie doubled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4fa6UO505ro/Tm_SVUcb6pI/AAAAAAAAGWQ/yFpv6aD5Mmk/s1600/246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967321080326802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4fa6UO505ro/Tm_SVUcb6pI/AAAAAAAAGWQ/yFpv6aD5Mmk/s400/246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A great evening with our best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lr9TtsdBJHI/Tm_SU2Zpo3I/AAAAAAAAGWI/prwatHp_rd8/s1600/255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967313015579506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lr9TtsdBJHI/Tm_SU2Zpo3I/AAAAAAAAGWI/prwatHp_rd8/s400/255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for coming guys! We had so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fourth of July evening, we went to our neighbors to hang out with all of our friends from the neighborhood. So hard to say goodbye to all of them. Best neighborhood ever. We miss it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claire all dolled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvKuj8QFl5M/Tm_SUG2lU1I/AAAAAAAAGWA/1l2Najstfo0/s1600/274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651967300252029778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vvKuj8QFl5M/Tm_SUG2lU1I/AAAAAAAAGWA/1l2Najstfo0/s400/274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMWXNZ59bR8/Tm_RsfDeeoI/AAAAAAAAGV4/7crBP1Q6Rlc/s1600/276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651966619553790594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMWXNZ59bR8/Tm_RsfDeeoI/AAAAAAAAGV4/7crBP1Q6Rlc/s400/276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with my girls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHW4rpt4mrI/Tm_RrhOg4vI/AAAAAAAAGVw/8cwxQx6zxd4/s1600/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651966602957087474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHW4rpt4mrI/Tm_RrhOg4vI/AAAAAAAAGVw/8cwxQx6zxd4/s400/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julianne is too cool and has to wear her shades inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iNPbSCl1qQ/Tm_QrtR-r-I/AAAAAAAAGVo/52qMaGdbbM8/s1600/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651965506681221090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iNPbSCl1qQ/Tm_QrtR-r-I/AAAAAAAAGVo/52qMaGdbbM8/s400/287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture cracks me up. She just went over there and sat like that watching the volleyball game. Could she be any more of a diva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8OGGvaS_e8/Tm_QrNQNkII/AAAAAAAAGVg/W945EwZ8V5g/s1600/296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651965498083872898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8OGGvaS_e8/Tm_QrNQNkII/AAAAAAAAGVg/W945EwZ8V5g/s400/296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A happy diva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n80pghSvg5c/Tm_PmXhUlzI/AAAAAAAAGVY/kvnTeMf7fgg/s1600/297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651964315429017394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n80pghSvg5c/Tm_PmXhUlzI/AAAAAAAAGVY/kvnTeMf7fgg/s400/297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found out that Claire loves watermelon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3uqDAk7q2Q/Tm_PlmbMcgI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/WE5SwxRhaa8/s1600/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651964302249980418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3uqDAk7q2Q/Tm_PlmbMcgI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/WE5SwxRhaa8/s400/313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big girl who got on the swing all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os9evDFI7GE/Tm_PlFePyGI/AAAAAAAAGVI/Gl8iyBrFSpM/s1600/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651964293404412002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-os9evDFI7GE/Tm_PlFePyGI/AAAAAAAAGVI/Gl8iyBrFSpM/s400/323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BebiBJFrSLc/Tm_PkkxqWWI/AAAAAAAAGVA/0_9xw8iAU8o/s1600/330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651964284627474786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BebiBJFrSLc/Tm_PkkxqWWI/AAAAAAAAGVA/0_9xw8iAU8o/s400/330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn_I0I4UOMI/Tm_O89u6_KI/AAAAAAAAGU4/ohBjwIbLVlA/s1600/335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651963604132101282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn_I0I4UOMI/Tm_O89u6_KI/AAAAAAAAGU4/ohBjwIbLVlA/s400/335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Claire was getting down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnPFx_f2V4A/Tm_O8fwm3QI/AAAAAAAAGUw/o2DAW5RLBYg/s1600/347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651963596086107394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnPFx_f2V4A/Tm_O8fwm3QI/AAAAAAAAGUw/o2DAW5RLBYg/s400/347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nS84rv8q46o/Tm_O7vo3pXI/AAAAAAAAGUo/6uifz3JAuOU/s1600/349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651963583168750962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nS84rv8q46o/Tm_O7vo3pXI/AAAAAAAAGUo/6uifz3JAuOU/s400/349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get it girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xT-aet2NWA/Tm_O7JyQ60I/AAAAAAAAGUg/ZLunI7UspyM/s1600/352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651963573007608642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xT-aet2NWA/Tm_O7JyQ60I/AAAAAAAAGUg/ZLunI7UspyM/s400/352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves to dance even more than Julianne does. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xvrVeflWaE/Tm_OMGHVDgI/AAAAAAAAGUY/WX0lST_hAi8/s1600/353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651962764568366594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xvrVeflWaE/Tm_OMGHVDgI/AAAAAAAAGUY/WX0lST_hAi8/s400/353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EJUmVta73k/Tm_OLng-ogI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/j609p0HDvOc/s1600/366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651962756354449922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EJUmVta73k/Tm_OLng-ogI/AAAAAAAAGUQ/j609p0HDvOc/s400/366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still wearing the glasses. It was pitch black outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWPvyOkQWcg/Tm_OLLCzIKI/AAAAAAAAGUI/z1t34rzKznw/s1600/369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651962748711674018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWPvyOkQWcg/Tm_OLLCzIKI/AAAAAAAAGUI/z1t34rzKznw/s400/369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUpoLkhHg4/Tm_OIOJT_-I/AAAAAAAAGUA/-1unTQJDARU/s1600/373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651962698004692962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUpoLkhHg4/Tm_OIOJT_-I/AAAAAAAAGUA/-1unTQJDARU/s400/373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time with our friends and watching the kids play. When I went through our pictures from this day and saw this one all I could think of is how big she is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1bW0CKTN4E/Tm_NXTCJ23I/AAAAAAAAGT4/xzP9uHXa8ew/s1600/328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651961857503255410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1bW0CKTN4E/Tm_NXTCJ23I/AAAAAAAAGT4/xzP9uHXa8ew/s400/328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing rock walls, going UP a slide, getting on the swing by herself and venturing away to play with other kids. This whole parenthood thing is bittersweet I tell ya. You want them to grow up, become more independent, but then you look back and cry at how big your baby got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last year - 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arSIpHD1ZMo/Tm_NWy8m8mI/AAAAAAAAGTw/AaSLEjAEyKg/s1600/4th%2Bof%2BJuly%2Bcutie%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651961848890061410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arSIpHD1ZMo/Tm_NWy8m8mI/AAAAAAAAGTw/AaSLEjAEyKg/s400/4th%2Bof%2BJuly%2Bcutie%2B6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eVZAMHDRxxM/Tm_NWKnGs0I/AAAAAAAAGTo/V96sXE3JLRE/s1600/waving%2Bgoodbye%2Bto%2Bthe%2Bneighbor%2527s%2Bdog%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651961838062449474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eVZAMHDRxxM/Tm_NWKnGs0I/AAAAAAAAGTo/V96sXE3JLRE/s400/waving%2Bgoodbye%2Bto%2Bthe%2Bneighbor%2527s%2Bdog%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651961822373087346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYbb2bcU4Fk/Tm_NVQKeCHI/AAAAAAAAGTg/oIeEZ2KU-f4/s400/happy%2B4th%2Bof%2BJuly.jpg" /&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;/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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seriously, where is my chubby baby? Loved those rolls. I better stop looking back at their baby photos or I'll get crazy and have another one! :) We hope you and yours had a wonderful 4th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1520231308763451735-2517405005009216653?l=www.thelovesofjenn.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thelovesofjenn.com/2011/09/best-fourth-of-july-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jenn@the loves of jenn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njet3Y0kSqM/TnJ4_Yq4qjI/AAAAAAAAGcw/sI2raG4upw8/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
