<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132</id><updated>2011-09-02T05:12:29.141-06:00</updated><category term='Peru'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='personal commentaries'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category term='Jenna and Daniel'/><category term='Jenna'/><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>La Familia Gonzalez</title><subtitle type='html'>It all revolves around the little guy and that's the way we like it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3555720492770517706</id><published>2010-12-25T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:48:47.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSsessw29F4/TWxByuHJhjI/AAAAAAAABRU/8igKMgSFAP8/s1600/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSsessw29F4/TWxByuHJhjI/AAAAAAAABRU/8igKMgSFAP8/s320/DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578906378032481842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxLsLla-DyI/TWxBzHR65oI/AAAAAAAABRc/jTS_ajsrdF8/s1600/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxLsLla-DyI/TWxBzHR65oI/AAAAAAAABRc/jTS_ajsrdF8/s320/DSC00945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578906384788547202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-4oK_2stv8/TWxCEkoEQ0I/AAAAAAAABR0/8XmpDhU1BrM/s1600/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-4oK_2stv8/TWxCEkoEQ0I/AAAAAAAABR0/8XmpDhU1BrM/s320/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578906684723839810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wq7GnyzO1sA/TWxCEcmwMHI/AAAAAAAABRs/3rKMRtiquBY/s1600/DSC00966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wq7GnyzO1sA/TWxCEcmwMHI/AAAAAAAABRs/3rKMRtiquBY/s320/DSC00966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578906682570846322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVP9T6g914M/TWxBzvZnJvI/AAAAAAAABRk/iIKYrMhRc1k/s1600/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVP9T6g914M/TWxBzvZnJvI/AAAAAAAABRk/iIKYrMhRc1k/s320/DSC00963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578906395558225650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-3555720492770517706?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3555720492770517706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3555720492770517706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3555720492770517706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3555720492770517706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSsessw29F4/TWxByuHJhjI/AAAAAAAABRU/8igKMgSFAP8/s72-c/DSC00944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5879940724161789848</id><published>2010-12-05T22:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:42:30.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We took a fun trip to Disneyland just after Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6shCJpZI/AAAAAAAABRE/IDVHlifIy48/s1600/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6shCJpZI/AAAAAAAABRE/IDVHlifIy48/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547443746213832082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was so nice just to get away and spend time together. The weather was about 25 degrees warmer than what we left behind and we had a terrific time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6rhp0O5I/AAAAAAAABQ8/4lN0T94RE-g/s1600/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6rhp0O5I/AAAAAAAABQ8/4lN0T94RE-g/s320/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547443729200331666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My one goal for the trip was to get just one good photo of all three of us and that just didn't happen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6qUEyzhI/AAAAAAAABQ0/vUQf85iT-UE/s1600/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6qUEyzhI/AAAAAAAABQ0/vUQf85iT-UE/s320/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547443708375518738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6pduK2UI/AAAAAAAABQs/MZ3MzGnIbls/s1600/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6pduK2UI/AAAAAAAABQs/MZ3MzGnIbls/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547443693785110850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-5879940724161789848?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5879940724161789848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5879940724161789848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5879940724161789848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5879940724161789848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/12/disneyland-we-took-fun-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TPx6shCJpZI/AAAAAAAABRE/IDVHlifIy48/s72-c/DSC00659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7150949797746922498</id><published>2010-11-06T00:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:00:24.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sam: Mom, I think I know why you sometimes call me Stinker.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: 'Cause sometimes I burp from my bum.&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/33133132-7150949797746922498?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7150949797746922498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7150949797746922498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7150949797746922498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7150949797746922498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/gross-sam-mom-i-think-i-know-why-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2137138481430100696</id><published>2010-11-05T23:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:01:19.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Mom, I have a really big problem.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: It's really big. Will you help me with it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course. What's going on?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I just don't know who to marry when I grow up. Will you help me decide?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I absolutely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a promise I intend to make him let me keep.&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/33133132-2137138481430100696?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2137138481430100696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2137138481430100696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2137138481430100696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2137138481430100696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/promise-sam-mom-i-have-really-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5771809329914467365</id><published>2010-11-05T23:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:49:36.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And It Begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a rush the other day to get Sam out the door for preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest: We're always in a rush and running late. One morning I told Sam that if he didn't hurry he'd be the last one to school. He replied that being last would be fine with him. The last one in gets to shut the door, so thank you Miss Jamie for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we were running late.&lt;br /&gt;I had a pair of old scrubs on that I use as pajamas. I figured that I wear scrubs all the time and nobody would know if I'd slept in these. So, I hurried Sam out into the garage. He looked me up and down and asked, "Is that what you're wearing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." I answered. "Get in the car."&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you going to get dressed?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nope."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you want to go put on a cute shirt?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nope."&lt;br /&gt;"Jeez Mom. This is going to be embarrassing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'm wearing curlers and a bathrobe.&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/33133132-5771809329914467365?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5771809329914467365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5771809329914467365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5771809329914467365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5771809329914467365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-it-begins-i-was-in-rush-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7508357869177616274</id><published>2010-11-05T23:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:30:06.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paleontology and Visa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam has a set of dinosaur cards with dinosaur names and facts on them. One day he showed me this dinosaur's card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TNTnAvkhlHI/AAAAAAAABQg/zKPzXxrPhfw/s1600/dinosaur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TNTnAvkhlHI/AAAAAAAABQg/zKPzXxrPhfw/s320/dinosaur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536303841900860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Sam he has spikes and a club on his tail to protect himself from creditors.&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/33133132-7508357869177616274?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7508357869177616274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7508357869177616274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7508357869177616274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7508357869177616274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/paleontology-and-visa-sam-has-set-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TNTnAvkhlHI/AAAAAAAABQg/zKPzXxrPhfw/s72-c/dinosaur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3932329126185687126</id><published>2010-10-31T19:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:32:02.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4YTEmiEjI/AAAAAAAABQQ/IUDM3lQLJNk/s1600/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4YTEmiEjI/AAAAAAAABQQ/IUDM3lQLJNk/s320/DSC00629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534387708016857650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4YTqlfb7I/AAAAAAAABQY/8V7KDY8enJs/s1600/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4YTqlfb7I/AAAAAAAABQY/8V7KDY8enJs/s320/DSC00633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534387718213038002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-3932329126185687126?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3932329126185687126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3932329126185687126&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3932329126185687126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3932329126185687126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4YTEmiEjI/AAAAAAAABQQ/IUDM3lQLJNk/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4231927603222444128</id><published>2010-10-31T19:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:33:43.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel coached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WAEkrLqI/AAAAAAAABPw/VRc-kWRBs74/s1600/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WAEkrLqI/AAAAAAAABPw/VRc-kWRBs74/s320/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534385182568296098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam played offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WCa9VTNI/AAAAAAAABQI/J2Do2Lew3bo/s1600/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WCa9VTNI/AAAAAAAABQI/J2Do2Lew3bo/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534385222937038034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam played defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WAyrQCkI/AAAAAAAABP4/-LtGeg7uPrU/s1600/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WAyrQCkI/AAAAAAAABP4/-LtGeg7uPrU/s320/DSC00618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534385194943908418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam played full contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WBkBUrXI/AAAAAAAABQA/5lqEUzWv31E/s1600/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WBkBUrXI/AAAAAAAABQA/5lqEUzWv31E/s320/DSC00620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534385208189824370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had so much fun and can't wait for spring season to start.&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/33133132-4231927603222444128?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4231927603222444128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4231927603222444128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4231927603222444128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4231927603222444128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-soccer-daniel-coached.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4WAEkrLqI/AAAAAAAABPw/VRc-kWRBs74/s72-c/DSC00617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-247328779538186679</id><published>2010-10-31T18:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:34:37.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We went to the State Fair&lt;/span&gt; this year and had a great time. We ate and ate and ate and looked at every animal and booth and exhibit. We even rode a few rides despite my distrust of traveling amusement parks and their employees (who I'm sure are upstanding citizens. I've got a great example for you one of these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time we were there Sam kept begging me to let him do this bungee trampoline contraption that allowed you to jump about three stories high. I told him it was too scary. I told him he wouldn't like it. I told him he could do it when he was older. I told him I'd buy him another caramel apple instead. He begged and begged and begged until I was sick of it and he wore me down. I told him fine, if he wanted to so bad then go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did great until they buckled him into the harness. Then he turned pale. His lips started to quiver. Tears welled up in his eyes and he begged me to get him down. I, the sympathetic mother said, "No freaking way Sam. You have been begging me to do this for three hours. I've paid seven dollars and you are going to jump as high as you can and if you pee your pants I'll kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RCxX8lHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/lHsovYI8Wmg/s1600/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RCxX8lHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/lHsovYI8Wmg/s320/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534379731396105330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RDPrJGzI/AAAAAAAABPY/BAIksiboDMI/s1600/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RDPrJGzI/AAAAAAAABPY/BAIksiboDMI/s320/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534379739529681714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RDpCHVxI/AAAAAAAABPg/uOxV58Z0z74/s1600/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RDpCHVxI/AAAAAAAABPg/uOxV58Z0z74/s320/DSC00604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534379746336921362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4REGJUexI/AAAAAAAABPo/O5AhpeueI2U/s1600/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4REGJUexI/AAAAAAAABPo/O5AhpeueI2U/s320/DSC00605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534379754151770898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He jumped.&lt;br /&gt;His pants stayed dry.&lt;br /&gt;And he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so proud of himself and wants to go back next year and jump higher.&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/33133132-247328779538186679?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/247328779538186679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=247328779538186679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/247328779538186679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/247328779538186679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/brave-we-went-to-state-fair-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4RCxX8lHI/AAAAAAAABPQ/lHsovYI8Wmg/s72-c/DSC00600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8787143524224383744</id><published>2010-10-31T18:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:34:54.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam, not Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the first day of "real" preschool back in September. Sam had been going to a preschool/daycare a couple of days a week for the last year. This year I decided it would be better for him to go to a preschool my neighbor teaches. It is still only twice a week and the teacher does a great job. He learns so much. The downfall is that I don't have a babysitter for the mornings after I work. This is where you all complement me on what a selfless mother I am. Go ahead, I'll wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Sam informed his teacher that he is "Sam, not Samuel." He has made his preference known to all who will listen lately. We still call him Sammy, Samuel, and Booger, but he says none of those are his real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4LfPIffkI/AAAAAAAABPI/RdNBOm6AfqE/s1600/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4LfPIffkI/AAAAAAAABPI/RdNBOm6AfqE/s320/DSC00592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534373623350918722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4KRsy1xaI/AAAAAAAABOw/6LroOLJshp8/s1600/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4KRsy1xaI/AAAAAAAABOw/6LroOLJshp8/s320/DSC00595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372291283371426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has lots of preferences. I let him choose all of his new school clothes and there is a distinctly militaristic theme to them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4KSJwBuTI/AAAAAAAABO4/3epoSzkL2Mc/s1600/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4KSJwBuTI/AAAAAAAABO4/3epoSzkL2Mc/s320/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372299056199986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He misses Juno while he is at school. They are becoming really good friends and they occasionally fight like siblings. Examples: "Mom, Juno is looking at me. I told her to stop, but she is looking at me!" "I told Juno that I didn't want to fight, but she started it." "Mom! Juno stole my toy/sock/underwear/bread. Make her give it back." "Mom! Sam is teasing me. He waves treats over my head and won't share his cookies." You know, the usual.&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/33133132-8787143524224383744?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8787143524224383744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8787143524224383744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8787143524224383744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8787143524224383744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/sam-not-samuel-we-had-first-day-of-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TM4LfPIffkI/AAAAAAAABPI/RdNBOm6AfqE/s72-c/DSC00592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7269425195518918050</id><published>2010-08-20T15:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:04:02.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Yellowstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we took a day trip to Yellowstone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74Ta-9JuI/AAAAAAAABOM/gYXWVQe3Ikc/s1600/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74Ta-9JuI/AAAAAAAABOM/gYXWVQe3Ikc/s320/DSC00575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507612406865274594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the Old Faithful Inn. It has always been a highlight for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74SyYABvI/AAAAAAAABOE/hPzwIJvaqn4/s1600/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74SyYABvI/AAAAAAAABOE/hPzwIJvaqn4/s320/DSC00576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507612395964466930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74GZstu_I/AAAAAAAABN8/JRJjDEctXAE/s1600/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74GZstu_I/AAAAAAAABN8/JRJjDEctXAE/s320/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507612183182031858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting for Old Faithful to erupt Juno attracted quite a following. She is very popular with her public. We kind of hoped someone would like her well enough to steal her out of the back of the truck while we weren't watching.  No luck.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG7530CxS-I/AAAAAAAABOU/OPB6WQKZaT4/s1600/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG7530CxS-I/AAAAAAAABOU/OPB6WQKZaT4/s320/DSC00574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507614131579079650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74Fq97IdI/AAAAAAAABN0/R4hlRY3vpSg/s1600/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74Fq97IdI/AAAAAAAABN0/R4hlRY3vpSg/s320/DSC00580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507612170637746642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG73218U9vI/AAAAAAAABNs/S_GmacqDkMg/s1600/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG73218U9vI/AAAAAAAABNs/S_GmacqDkMg/s320/DSC00585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507611915885803250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know the expression on Sam's face doesn't convey the excitement of the moment. He really did enjoy the park and thought that the geysers were really cool. He is just very self conscious when his picture is being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG72mdP-HzI/AAAAAAAABNE/ZZpCW6xmzCI/s1600/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG72mdP-HzI/AAAAAAAABNE/ZZpCW6xmzCI/s320/DSC00572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507610534867771186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG72l5LwpEI/AAAAAAAABM8/V_EOcXlFAGU/s1600/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG72l5LwpEI/AAAAAAAABM8/V_EOcXlFAGU/s320/DSC00568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507610525186434114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a drawing of our family by Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG732PLYb6I/AAAAAAAABNk/gF16iZgPEyY/s1600/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG732PLYb6I/AAAAAAAABNk/gF16iZgPEyY/s320/DSC00586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507611905479962530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7269425195518918050?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7269425195518918050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7269425195518918050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7269425195518918050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7269425195518918050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/08/yellowstone-few-weeks-ago-we-took-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TG74Ta-9JuI/AAAAAAAABOM/gYXWVQe3Ikc/s72-c/DSC00575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8198220846059602282</id><published>2010-06-22T18:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:12:29.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three years ago we went to see Thomas at Heber Valley Railroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaZiOf9mI/AAAAAAAABME/FX-8b1w-d1A/s1600/DSCN1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaZiOf9mI/AAAAAAAABME/FX-8b1w-d1A/s320/DSCN1340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485765215844824674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam saw the ads this year and was so excited to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaaS2wh7I/AAAAAAAABMM/5K7f8F7Cm9Q/s1600/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaaS2wh7I/AAAAAAAABMM/5K7f8F7Cm9Q/s320/DSC00414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485765228898584498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbobOpx8I/AAAAAAAABMs/k6U7SfWdCMM/s1600/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbobOpx8I/AAAAAAAABMs/k6U7SfWdCMM/s320/DSC00402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485766571176085442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbPNUm7DI/AAAAAAAABMk/xkU8utaYIck/s1600/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbPNUm7DI/AAAAAAAABMk/xkU8utaYIck/s320/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485766137946238002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbOQwRzKI/AAAAAAAABMc/4nzkxZKd86Y/s1600/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbOQwRzKI/AAAAAAAABMc/4nzkxZKd86Y/s320/DSC00421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485766121687731362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbNg7PkLI/AAAAAAAABMU/OrGgyPMu8c4/s1600/DSC00460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFbNg7PkLI/AAAAAAAABMU/OrGgyPMu8c4/s320/DSC00460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485766108848820402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enrolled Sam in a Spanish class at his school. He wasn't very excited about it. He told us that Sir Topham Hatt (a character from Thomas) wouldn't let him ride Thomas if he took Spanish. Daniel told him that his dad wouldn't let him ride Thomas if he didn't, so he would just have to take his chances with Sir Topham Hatt. As you can see it all worked out and Sam has doubled his Spanish vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaaS2wh7I/AAAAAAAABMM/5K7f8F7Cm9Q/s1600/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-8198220846059602282?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8198220846059602282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8198220846059602282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8198220846059602282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8198220846059602282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/thomas-three-years-ago-we-went-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TCFaZiOf9mI/AAAAAAAABME/FX-8b1w-d1A/s72-c/DSCN1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2120438394565186818</id><published>2010-06-07T21:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:10:57.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple Jaguars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam had a successful spring soccer season. He averaged 2 goals a game and found that he is a great defender. He had an awesome time and is excited for this fall. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_YzeIPrI/AAAAAAAABLU/PallgKIuc84/s1600/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_YzeIPrI/AAAAAAAABLU/PallgKIuc84/s320/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480246754434105010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course three-year-old soccer is thrilling and full of well executed plays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_ZZgp2eI/AAAAAAAABLc/O9B7cO7mMoM/s1600/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_ZZgp2eI/AAAAAAAABLc/O9B7cO7mMoM/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480246764645243362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and is also ripe with head trauma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_aAyL3qI/AAAAAAAABLk/cg9UMH7B2pg/s1600/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_aAyL3qI/AAAAAAAABLk/cg9UMH7B2pg/s320/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480246775187758754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...inspection of various wounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_akhDM4I/AAAAAAAABLs/XP1N0pT5ikY/s1600/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_akhDM4I/AAAAAAAABLs/XP1N0pT5ikY/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480246784779563906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and temper tantrum time outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_9inoVPI/AAAAAAAABL0/XRXbDHnbJzY/s1600/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_9inoVPI/AAAAAAAABL0/XRXbDHnbJzY/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480247385565713650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end everyone gets a medal it's smiles all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_-Fl6JBI/AAAAAAAABL8/VfjRW-QF4Eg/s1600/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_-Fl6JBI/AAAAAAAABL8/VfjRW-QF4Eg/s320/DSC00365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480247394953733138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-2120438394565186818?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2120438394565186818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2120438394565186818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2120438394565186818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2120438394565186818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/purple-panthers-sam-had-successful.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TA2_YzeIPrI/AAAAAAAABLU/PallgKIuc84/s72-c/DSC00329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5199581432364738421</id><published>2010-06-06T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:16:57.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Juno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We became dog owners in November of last year. It was completely my idea and I was out of my mind. The first seven months were awful. She is a very dominant dog and ignored me completely (that is when she wasn't biting my hands and feet). We read everything Cesar Milan has ever published, we hired a professional trainer (who never showed up), we did puppy classes, we tried spraying her with water, we tried an air horn (and only damaged our own hearing). I was way ready to find her a nice farm to live at. And then we applied the shock collar. It is heaven. She is so good now that I am staring to finally like her. It may all work out after all.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my Dad about the shock collar and said something to the effect of "Don't use the s-h-o-c-k word. We're trying to keep how it works a secret from someone."&lt;br /&gt;Sam piped up, "Mom, someone already knows how it works. It's me!"&lt;br /&gt;He is not, however, allowed to use the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish now that I had been able to enjoy her more when she was little. She was so cute. This picture is her at 8 weeks, the day we brought her home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdtRvlGKI/AAAAAAAABKM/JtsndnGIajg/s1600/DSCN2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdtRvlGKI/AAAAAAAABKM/JtsndnGIajg/s320/DSCN2427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479857879041513634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdubpgOoI/AAAAAAAABKU/3hzw01JLM8s/s1600/DSCN2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdubpgOoI/AAAAAAAABKU/3hzw01JLM8s/s320/DSCN2428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479857898880252546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 12 weeks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdvkx4wVI/AAAAAAAABKk/oDPII_zehvg/s1600/DSCN2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdvkx4wVI/AAAAAAAABKk/oDPII_zehvg/s320/DSCN2443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479857918511202642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juno's crate comes in handy for controlling Sam as well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdvMd4BaI/AAAAAAAABKc/MuSrhJMI2_4/s1600/DSCN2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdvMd4BaI/AAAAAAAABKc/MuSrhJMI2_4/s320/DSCN2439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479857911984817570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam loves Juno and she puts up with a lot from him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdwIv7e0I/AAAAAAAABKs/gwufVSEed1M/s1600/DSCN2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdwIv7e0I/AAAAAAAABKs/gwufVSEed1M/s320/DSCN2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479857928166669122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juno at about 6 months&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxemqtFI-I/AAAAAAAABK0/fBbQcUAucGM/s1600/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxemqtFI-I/AAAAAAAABK0/fBbQcUAucGM/s320/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479858864994460642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxenTFI6-I/AAAAAAAABK8/yEuSv_um0Wc/s1600/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxenTFI6-I/AAAAAAAABK8/yEuSv_um0Wc/s320/DSC00213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479858875832789986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Juno at about 7 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxeoPjPquI/AAAAAAAABLE/KiZ5WywMbSQ/s1600/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxeoPjPquI/AAAAAAAABLE/KiZ5WywMbSQ/s320/DSC00247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479858892065188578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now a test. Is this the same dog?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxeovETJmI/AAAAAAAABLM/lYDDw_BPHOs/s1600/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxeovETJmI/AAAAAAAABLM/lYDDw_BPHOs/s320/DSC00368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479858900525327970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The short answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;In May I took her to be groomed. I wanted her cut short, but I didn't expect her to be shaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't believe it was the same dog. She looks so much smaller. It's starting to grow out a little now. I was actually pretty sad. She was so pretty and now she is bald.&lt;br /&gt;It's appropriate though that she has a new look to go with her new attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she'll grow out pretty again and stay likable.&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/33133132-5199581432364738421?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5199581432364738421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5199581432364738421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5199581432364738421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5199581432364738421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/miss-juno-we-became-dog-owners-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/TAxdtRvlGKI/AAAAAAAABKM/JtsndnGIajg/s72-c/DSCN2427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-261640307232365000</id><published>2010-04-13T12:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:41:39.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owls and Bats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a nap the other day, but Sam had other plans for us.&lt;br /&gt;He informed me, "Sleeping in the day is for owls and bats, but not for you Mom. It's not good for womens."&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/33133132-261640307232365000?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/261640307232365000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=261640307232365000&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/261640307232365000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/261640307232365000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/owls-and-bats-i-wanted-to-take-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8034057785606701177</id><published>2010-04-11T13:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:19:42.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Half a Year in Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Several of my friends and family members are doing "A Year in Pictures". For these projects they have committed themselves to posting a picture every day for a year.&lt;br /&gt;This year my goal is simply to not be committed to the crazy house.&lt;br /&gt;It's going okay so far, although we've had some close calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy to be able to showcase the highlights of the last six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ih2Jr35DI/AAAAAAAABHk/DkpkYMwZk2o/s1600/DSCN2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ih2Jr35DI/AAAAAAAABHk/DkpkYMwZk2o/s320/DSCN2451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458962912523052082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ih1mDtXqI/AAAAAAAABHc/KMNLEWIT12o/s1600/DSCN2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ih1mDtXqI/AAAAAAAABHc/KMNLEWIT12o/s320/DSCN2450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458962902959349410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IisF79TqI/AAAAAAAABH8/2fv-OmNreNY/s1600/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IisF79TqI/AAAAAAAABH8/2fv-OmNreNY/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458963839229709986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel and I with Grandma and Grandpa Orme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IirtVBgTI/AAAAAAAABH0/aAuIiBqnoqY/s1600/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IirtVBgTI/AAAAAAAABH0/aAuIiBqnoqY/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458963832623956274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MARCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImqeMxNBI/AAAAAAAABJs/6HZYittwjhg/s1600/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImqeMxNBI/AAAAAAAABJs/6HZYittwjhg/s320/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458968209429443602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent a beautiful Saturday afternoon at the dinosaur park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Imp3abMdI/AAAAAAAABJk/Z2xik7c-0Vg/s1600/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Imp3abMdI/AAAAAAAABJk/Z2xik7c-0Vg/s320/DSC00198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458968199017738706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImpUI4b0I/AAAAAAAABJc/ObyvkIK68Hk/s1600/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImpUI4b0I/AAAAAAAABJc/ObyvkIK68Hk/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458968189548916546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Imoxk6PXI/AAAAAAAABJU/RiiwKDQLGt8/s1600/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Imoxk6PXI/AAAAAAAABJU/RiiwKDQLGt8/s320/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458968180271234418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImG8FkZeI/AAAAAAAABI8/uDvXhBVPizk/s1600/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImG8FkZeI/AAAAAAAABI8/uDvXhBVPizk/s320/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458967598977017314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a hard time convincing Sam to come stand by me for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImHeHDQ1I/AAAAAAAABJE/AK1lQeHYDoM/s1600/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImHeHDQ1I/AAAAAAAABJE/AK1lQeHYDoM/s320/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458967608110039890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end he settled for trying to be scarier than the dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImH03vPpI/AAAAAAAABJM/G9FAS_dkjYo/s1600/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8ImH03vPpI/AAAAAAAABJM/G9FAS_dkjYo/s320/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458967614219828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam has started playing soccer. He is on a three-year-old team called the Purple Jaguars. They have had one game and one practice. The rest have been canceled due to snow. He has had a great time and is a really good teammate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IlpqBbN0I/AAAAAAAABI0/MBfu-6NxmTw/s1600/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IlpqBbN0I/AAAAAAAABI0/MBfu-6NxmTw/s320/DSC00186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458967095911593794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IlpI21InI/AAAAAAAABIs/v4-nYCRiVsg/s1600/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IlpI21InI/AAAAAAAABIs/v4-nYCRiVsg/s320/DSC00184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458967087008785010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IkdWGvz6I/AAAAAAAABIk/4bX6ln3Gvuo/s1600/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IkdWGvz6I/AAAAAAAABIk/4bX6ln3Gvuo/s320/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458965784895147938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our first spring trip to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IkczyNtqI/AAAAAAAABIc/vq6yBXoHULg/s1600/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8IkczyNtqI/AAAAAAAABIc/vq6yBXoHULg/s320/DSC00176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458965775682221730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ikci8O6lI/AAAAAAAABIU/u-ZP39TP5zk/s1600/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ikci8O6lI/AAAAAAAABIU/u-ZP39TP5zk/s320/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458965771160840786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom just had foot surgery, so Sam gave her a wheelchair ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ikb-lOAgI/AAAAAAAABIM/Azi-KSkKPm8/s1600/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ikb-lOAgI/AAAAAAAABIM/Azi-KSkKPm8/s320/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458965761400635906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Iisj7-kYI/AAAAAAAABIE/mLr1XLSeLj4/s1600/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Iisj7-kYI/AAAAAAAABIE/mLr1XLSeLj4/s320/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458963847282856322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Sam, and Abuelita Julia&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/33133132-8034057785606701177?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8034057785606701177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8034057785606701177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8034057785606701177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8034057785606701177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/half-year-in-pictures-several-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/S8Ih2Jr35DI/AAAAAAAABHk/DkpkYMwZk2o/s72-c/DSCN2451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7305400057628173417</id><published>2010-03-11T11:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:09:36.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stuff Sam Says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I haven't posted anything in so long. We do have a new camera and I have taken a few pictures, so maybe I'll be a blogger again someday. I wanted to record some of the things Sam has been saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we were looking at pictures of cupcakes in a book. Sam asked me which one I wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I want the biggest one."&lt;br /&gt;"No Mom, that will make you fat."&lt;br /&gt;"Really? What's wrong with being fat?"&lt;br /&gt;"It will hurt your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads directly to this next comment, said with all the intention of a great compliment.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow Mom, you have the biggest bottom I ever saw. Wow, I mean wow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Anyone know a really great diet program that doesn't involve any exercise or elimination of calories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam tripped and was crying. I asked him what was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I've damaged myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were visiting in Idaho we decided to watch a movie with my Mom and Dad  and Lindsey and Jordan. We chose Prince Caspian, thinking it would be a good family film.&lt;br /&gt;The beginning is a little bit scary and violent. It was late and so I suggested that we should just go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "It's okay Mom, I'll protect you. I'll cover your eyes."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "If this is too scary for me, then maybe it is too scary for you."&lt;br /&gt;He answered, "No, boys like this kind of stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually sit with Sam for a few minutes while he falls asleep. Generally it takes him about 15 minutes. Last night he told me that his eyes wouldn't stay shut. I told him I had to do some things, but that I would come back and check on him in a little while. A little later he came out of his room looking for me, asking why I hadn't come back yet. I told him that I had sat with him for quite awhile and that I had things I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'm sorry Mom. I didn't know I was taking you so long."&lt;br /&gt;I felt really bad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33133132-7305400057628173417?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7305400057628173417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7305400057628173417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7305400057628173417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7305400057628173417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/03/stuff-sam-says-i-havent-posted-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5413676135549854286</id><published>2010-01-14T22:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:49:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an article that talks about Suzanna's dad in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/s/N8vmKn7NC0CPrKgFY-5Kvg.cspx"&gt;Utah doctors on their way to Haiti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-5413676135549854286?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5413676135549854286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5413676135549854286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5413676135549854286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5413676135549854286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/utah-doctors-on-their-way-to-haiti.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2005161267767612398</id><published>2009-12-10T10:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:24:00.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why My Life is So Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in my nice, warm, new, spacious kitchen and bake cookies in my two ovens while outside the temperatures dip below zero and many people are wondering how to feed their hungry children I would like everyone to know that my life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would document this photographically, but I have no AA batteries for my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my great job.&lt;br /&gt;It's extremely flexible. It pays pretty well. The other staff are really friendly and fun to work with. I like being an ER nurse...but sometimes the clientele, the job, and the company that provides it annoy me. I don't always get my way and sometimes I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful son. He is smart and funny and remarkably well behaved. He will sit through a two hour staff meeting and not make a peep...but sometimes he doesn't mind me and although he now sleeps through the night (usually in his own bed) I don't think I've ever recovered from his sleepless first three years.  And sometimes he is intentionally naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My automatic dishwasher is BROKEN!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it is fixed and works great now...but I didn't get to complain about it on the blog when it wasn't working so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in my new dream house, in a great neighborhood, in a nice city, in a beautiful state, in a blessed country, on an amazing planet...but it's too cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks we celebrate the birth of the Savior of the World, the Son of a God who answers my prayers...but I don't have enough money to buy EVERYTHING that I want, only most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a cute new puppy who has only had one accident in the house in the last 3 days (and that was in front of the back door because I didn't hear her quiet whining to be let out)...but she chews, she barks, she disobeys and may be possessed by an evil spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cookies taste good...but they are making me fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forced to lose my temper at Sam and the puppy. I yell a lot and have exhibited some ugly loses of control.&lt;br /&gt;My house is a disaster. My bathrooms need cleaned. Laundry is sky high.&lt;br /&gt;I still have Christmas shopping to do.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't mailed (an already wrapped) birthday present to a very good friend.&lt;br /&gt;My great husband has to work all day everyday (at a paying job) and even though he is home before 7:00 now, he still doesn't get home until 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I submit my evidence that my life is way hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33133132-2005161267767612398?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2005161267767612398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2005161267767612398&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2005161267767612398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2005161267767612398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-my-life-is-so-hard-as-i-sit-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4126818005379796928</id><published>2009-11-30T14:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:09:08.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's Your Sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SxQzy55oPCI/AAAAAAAABG8/9Cvs-f6TA3Q/s1600/no+climbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SxQzy55oPCI/AAAAAAAABG8/9Cvs-f6TA3Q/s320/no+climbing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410006002007817250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I caught Sam on the countertop the other day and reminded him that he wasn't supposed to be up there. He thought for a minute and then said, "Well Mom, maybe you need to put a sign up here to help me remember."&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/33133132-4126818005379796928?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4126818005379796928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4126818005379796928&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4126818005379796928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4126818005379796928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/11/heres-your-sign-i-caught-sam-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SxQzy55oPCI/AAAAAAAABG8/9Cvs-f6TA3Q/s72-c/no+climbing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6449504844338156908</id><published>2009-10-16T12:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:08:33.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Goings On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's been sick with a stomach bug that won't quit. He first got sick Sunday night, was fine on Monday, sick all Tuesday night, more quiet than usual on Wednesday, fine all day Thursday, and sick again Thursday night. He missed pre-school on Wednesday, so we told him he could go on Friday. We decided to keep him home though, so when he woke up this morning he asked, "Why I'm not at school?"&lt;br /&gt;"You threw up last night, so Daddy and I decided not to send you to school."&lt;br /&gt;He looked really annoyed and started to run to the kitchen, "Mom! Now I have to do lots of homework. I have to glue some papers and color and draw a dog house for the new puppy and..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Did I mention we're getting a puppy?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-abeLMoI/AAAAAAAABG0/xgTllL5k3h4/s1600-h/puppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-abeLMoI/AAAAAAAABG0/xgTllL5k3h4/s320/puppies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393269915036365442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours is the darkest curliest one on top. Sometimes I worry that we are going to really regret it, but I'm excited and she is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;She is a golden-doodle. Her mom and dad are both golden retriever/poodle mixes.&lt;br /&gt;We can bring her home around November 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some pictures and things that I've meant to put on here, but never got around to. The last 6 months have flown by so fast. We've been pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April we went to the zoo with Lindsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-Z5TCu1I/AAAAAAAABGs/LkigBbE7avU/s1600-h/DSCN2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-Z5TCu1I/AAAAAAAABGs/LkigBbE7avU/s320/DSCN2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393269905862867794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really proud of these Easter Eggs we dyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-ZVVWrhI/AAAAAAAABGk/0cxZuZIYmwo/s1600-h/DSCN2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-ZVVWrhI/AAAAAAAABGk/0cxZuZIYmwo/s320/DSCN2388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393269896208887314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this video of Sam in February. I call it "Dramatic Interpretation of the the Life and Death of a Snowman" or "Once There Was A Snowman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59e88045832ecce6" 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://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59e88045832ecce6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188384%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA4AF6F41A83FE9F03DEE2E0791D91202F15338.E23E235566F9390DA683DDBC226293C7E0035C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59e88045832ecce6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4BYHmMT4q1V7RHkq06tc3hQB0YA&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://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59e88045832ecce6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188384%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA4AF6F41A83FE9F03DEE2E0791D91202F15338.E23E235566F9390DA683DDBC226293C7E0035C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59e88045832ecce6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4BYHmMT4q1V7RHkq06tc3hQB0YA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-6449504844338156908?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6449504844338156908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6449504844338156908&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6449504844338156908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6449504844338156908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/10/goings-on-sams-been-sick-with-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sti-abeLMoI/AAAAAAAABG0/xgTllL5k3h4/s72-c/puppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3570321323362442288</id><published>2009-09-30T11:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:02:01.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First Day of "School"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sam started preschool today. I have to work from 6PM to 6AM on Tuesdays right now and so we enrolled Sam in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; preschool/daycare on Wednesday mornings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today was his first day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Daniel took him on his way to work this morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He has been so excited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU0JGyBHI/AAAAAAAABGM/Cope62ws7Gc/s1600-h/DSCN1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU0JGyBHI/AAAAAAAABGM/Cope62ws7Gc/s320/DSCN1169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387313202783716466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We toured several places and picked this school because it has a bowl of crackers at the front door. Sam was very impressed by this. I was impressed because it was clean, organized, well supervised and most importantly, clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU0qCRt9I/AAAAAAAABGU/GLeTvfapT5I/s1600-h/DSCN1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU0qCRt9I/AAAAAAAABGU/GLeTvfapT5I/s320/DSCN1170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387313211623192530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel said that when he left Sam was in dinosaur heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU1MvXywI/AAAAAAAABGc/nx3ZgOGon7E/s1600-h/DSCN1171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU1MvXywI/AAAAAAAABGc/nx3ZgOGon7E/s320/DSCN1171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387313220939139842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other night at dinner we were having a delicious pork chop dish with rice and mushrooms. Daniel picked up his fork and Sam yelled, "Look out Dad! That has mushrooms in it!"&lt;br /&gt;He's not very picky, but he can't stand mushrooms. He can always tell if I've put mushrooms in something and he will not eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brag Item: Sam can add and subtract.&lt;br /&gt;In the car the other day he asked me if I wanted to play a number game. I asked him what that was. He said, "You know. When you say if you have 3 apples and I take one away, how many apples are left?"&lt;br /&gt;I've never played this with him and neither has Daniel. Maybe all that Playhouse Disney is finally paying off. He can add and subtract (all in his head) through number five. He did not get this from me.&lt;br /&gt;They're probably going to have to move him to the 8 year-old classroom at "school".&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/33133132-3570321323362442288?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3570321323362442288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3570321323362442288&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3570321323362442288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3570321323362442288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school-sam-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SsOU0JGyBHI/AAAAAAAABGM/Cope62ws7Gc/s72-c/DSCN1169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4070665119642324691</id><published>2009-08-09T11:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:17:40.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New House Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We're getting close to moving day. The garage do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ors need painted and the front door stained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCy04xJI/AAAAAAAABGE/5_LuTZhT3WM/s1600-h/DSCN1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCy04xJI/AAAAAAAABGE/5_LuTZhT3WM/s320/DSCN1042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012627387139218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabinets are installed, most of the appliances are in. We are having a debate over how to cover the vent duct over the stove. I want to wrap it in wood like the cabinets. The other option is to drywall it. Let's have a vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCppx_fI/AAAAAAAABF8/sYP_UuaKwag/s1600-h/DSCN1083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCppx_fI/AAAAAAAABF8/sYP_UuaKwag/s320/DSCN1083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012624924638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCE3CESI/AAAAAAAABF0/VbotOKSkkE4/s1600-h/DSCN1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCE3CESI/AAAAAAAABF0/VbotOKSkkE4/s320/DSCN1080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012615048106274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DBzbm-VI/AAAAAAAABFs/E4rWNFh8l6Y/s1600-h/DSCN1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DBzbm-VI/AAAAAAAABFs/E4rWNFh8l6Y/s320/DSCN1025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012610369681746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All that's left inside is some finish work, a good cleaning and we're set.&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/33133132-4070665119642324691?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4070665119642324691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4070665119642324691&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4070665119642324691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4070665119642324691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-house-pictures-were-getting-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sn8DCy04xJI/AAAAAAAABGE/5_LuTZhT3WM/s72-c/DSCN1042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1768627848189007273</id><published>2009-07-09T21:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:09:27.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A Wedding, Independence Day, and Some Really Terrible Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent about 10 days in Idaho for Lindsey's wedding and the 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;We took about 8 pictures and none of them were very impressive, but here are the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to remember to get some batteries for my camera, and then remember to take it with me, and then remember to get it out and use it.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam looked very handsome in his suit for Lindsey's wedding. He got lots of compliments and told me that he wanted to wear it every day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla5E5dfmvI/AAAAAAAABFY/thzy-kOt6Oo/s1600-h/DSCN0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla5E5dfmvI/AAAAAAAABFY/thzy-kOt6Oo/s320/DSCN0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356672300598926066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of maybe three pictures I have of the three of us. No, I don't mean just at this event, I mean in the last 3 years. That is the pathetic truth. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3cOcERPI/AAAAAAAABEw/haG3DLeu5Ws/s1600-h/DSCN0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3cOcERPI/AAAAAAAABEw/haG3DLeu5Ws/s320/DSCN0973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356670502343820530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And keeping with tradition (&lt;a href="http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/06/congratulations-to-jeris-and-susanna.html"&gt;see Jeris and Suzanna's wedding&lt;/a&gt;) I have no pictures of the bride and groom, but believe me, they looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's birthday was a success. We had an incredible turnout again this year and thanks again to Frank Vandersloot for Sammy's fireworks. (And thanks also to Steve Clark for bringing his camera.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla7p18QDWI/AAAAAAAABFg/yyZBECe6FAM/s1600-h/Fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla7p18QDWI/AAAAAAAABFg/yyZBECe6FAM/s320/Fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356675134332603746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam requested a party, a parade, black(chocolate) cupcakes and a pinata. I made absolutely sure he got his wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Now prepare yourselves for some amazing pics of the birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3eFo9YWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/jper0mtfBUA/s1600-h/DSCN0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3eFo9YWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/jper0mtfBUA/s320/DSCN0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356670534341714274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3dfN-8II/AAAAAAAABFI/X8N9WhcV_gU/s1600-h/DSCN0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3dfN-8II/AAAAAAAABFI/X8N9WhcV_gU/s320/DSCN0988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356670524028022914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3dBfqGLI/AAAAAAAABFA/IlBQZsL2oEE/s1600-h/DSCN0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3dBfqGLI/AAAAAAAABFA/IlBQZsL2oEE/s320/DSCN0987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356670516049090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3cTTDCJI/AAAAAAAABE4/X_FUwygh0JA/s1600-h/DSCN0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla3cTTDCJI/AAAAAAAABE4/X_FUwygh0JA/s320/DSCN0983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356670503648168082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good thing he's naturally cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I regret the most is that I didn't get any pictures of Sam and his pinata. He really beat the tar out of it. After about 5 minutes Daniel helped him liberate the candy. That's when I discovered that the cardboard (not paper mache) cement truck was held together with STRAPPING TAPE! What kid is going to get that to break open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sam doesn't hate us someday for being so lame about taking pictures and documenting important events.&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/33133132-1768627848189007273?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1768627848189007273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1768627848189007273&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1768627848189007273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1768627848189007273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/07/wedding-independence-day-and-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Sla5E5dfmvI/AAAAAAAABFY/thzy-kOt6Oo/s72-c/DSCN0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4709405813025203491</id><published>2009-06-18T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:02:18.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our New Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Framing is finished and the plumbing and HV/AC is getting underway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFyUchPUI/AAAAAAAABEY/29JRLKVjYaA/s1600-h/DSCN0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFyUchPUI/AAAAAAAABEY/29JRLKVjYaA/s320/DSCN0942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348804975728344386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is a view from the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFyww4IYI/AAAAAAAABEo/Th-Y1HW4qH8/s1600-h/DSCN0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFyww4IYI/AAAAAAAABEo/Th-Y1HW4qH8/s320/DSCN0932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348804983329923458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the great room fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited, every day there are new things to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFylJSmEI/AAAAAAAABEg/XFX5ivZBj2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFylJSmEI/AAAAAAAABEg/XFX5ivZBj2Q/s320/DSCN0912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348804980211095618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-4709405813025203491?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4709405813025203491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4709405813025203491&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4709405813025203491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4709405813025203491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-new-baby-framing-is-finished-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjrFyUchPUI/AAAAAAAABEY/29JRLKVjYaA/s72-c/DSCN0942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7096116112019639752</id><published>2009-06-13T14:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:15:28.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Umm, So It's Been Awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post A LOT has been going on. Here are the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;We put our house up for sale&lt;br /&gt;10 days later we accepted an offer&lt;br /&gt;Sam got stomach flu&lt;br /&gt;Sam got potty trained&lt;br /&gt;Sam got strep throat&lt;br /&gt;I got strep throat, and a massive eye infection&lt;br /&gt;I realized (yikes!) we have 3 days to pack (and figure out where we are going to stay) until we are officially homeless&lt;br /&gt;We moved&lt;br /&gt;We went to Wicked&lt;br /&gt;We moved&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;We moved&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more move (hopefully around Labor Day) and we'll be in our new house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUHGjGoQI/AAAAAAAABDo/MyUkyfmlOHI/s1600-h/DSCN0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUHGjGoQI/AAAAAAAABDo/MyUkyfmlOHI/s320/DSCN0840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346920769845108994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUHvnWNCI/AAAAAAAABDw/xz4GYvE6B5k/s1600-h/DSCN0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUHvnWNCI/AAAAAAAABDw/xz4GYvE6B5k/s320/DSCN0849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346920780868760610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUH_35m8I/AAAAAAAABD4/vNg0pyR4kDE/s1600-h/DSCN0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUH_35m8I/AAAAAAAABD4/vNg0pyR4kDE/s320/DSCN0860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346920785233157058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmTvucpI/AAAAAAAABEA/nSmlvSt2X0s/s1600-h/DSCN0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmTvucpI/AAAAAAAABEA/nSmlvSt2X0s/s320/DSCN0863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346921305963655826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmrCX9wI/AAAAAAAABEI/VALtkrKA52g/s1600-h/DSCN0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmrCX9wI/AAAAAAAABEI/VALtkrKA52g/s320/DSCN0868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346921312215889666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmx1v1-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/GoN5PuvyOcI/s1600-h/DSCN0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUmx1v1-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/GoN5PuvyOcI/s320/DSCN0871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346921314041976802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. A special thank you to all those who have made this possible. Thanks to Mike and Dottie, Israel and Melissa, and Daniel's parents for letting us invade your homes.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to Daniel for the years of hard work and the awesome remodel job that allowed us to sell our house so quickly and buy the perfect new place.&lt;br /&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/33133132-7096116112019639752?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7096116112019639752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7096116112019639752&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7096116112019639752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7096116112019639752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/06/umm-so-its-been-awhile-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SjQUHGjGoQI/AAAAAAAABDo/MyUkyfmlOHI/s72-c/DSCN0840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-9209015140124352256</id><published>2009-03-03T13:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:10:48.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a Dancing Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get dressed up in a skirt or dress Sam always says, "Wow Mom! You're a dancing girl!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where he got that.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; dancing girls when he says it and it makes me a little uncomfortable, and then I get the giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam calls the place I work "The College".&lt;br /&gt;I think that is because one time when we were driving past, Daniel asked me if it felt weird to work just a few blocks from where I went to college. (It doesn't feel weird.)&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Sam sees the logo on billboards or commercials he says, "Look Mom, it's your work. It's your college." Today a commercial for Provo College came on. Sam told me, "I don't want to go to Provo College. I'm going to go to your college."&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/33133132-9209015140124352256?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/9209015140124352256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=9209015140124352256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/9209015140124352256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/9209015140124352256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-dancing-girl-whenever-i-get-dressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2862221644510412158</id><published>2009-03-01T17:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:58:24.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SasuGp6wtTI/AAAAAAAABDc/aJk8qwulP8I/s1600-h/DSCN2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SasuGp6wtTI/AAAAAAAABDc/aJk8qwulP8I/s320/DSCN2392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308387277652669746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm serious this time ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;Check us out on &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?sid=5017903&amp;amp;nid=651&amp;amp;area=&amp;amp;zoom=&amp;amp;centerPoint=&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;city=provo&amp;amp;zipcode=84604&amp;amp;sale=1&amp;amp;start=150000&amp;amp;end=160000&amp;amp;keyword=&amp;amp;state=UT"&gt;KSL.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-2862221644510412158?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2862221644510412158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2862221644510412158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2862221644510412158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2862221644510412158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-sale-im-serious-this-time-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SasuGp6wtTI/AAAAAAAABDc/aJk8qwulP8I/s72-c/DSCN2392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1055807645151805345</id><published>2009-02-23T13:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:53:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been to a few BYU basketball games. Special thanks to Mike and Dottie for these great seats. We had so much fun at this game against UNM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIpe8n9RI/AAAAAAAABDU/dwnJmAKNSF8/s1600-h/DSCN2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIpe8n9RI/AAAAAAAABDU/dwnJmAKNSF8/s320/DSCN2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306094294747575570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been to Idaho to visit Nana and Papa and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIpF6JmdI/AAAAAAAABDM/qw-_HPT6YDI/s1600-h/DSCN2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIpF6JmdI/AAAAAAAABDM/qw-_HPT6YDI/s320/DSCN2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306094288026311122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Playhouse Disney Live in SLC and saw Mickey and Minnie, Handy Manny, Little Einsteins and more. Sam loved it. He sang along and danced. It was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIowQZH5I/AAAAAAAABDE/wpJn4Xx3SGQ/s1600-h/DSCN2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIowQZH5I/AAAAAAAABDE/wpJn4Xx3SGQ/s320/DSCN2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306094282214023058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-1055807645151805345?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1055807645151805345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1055807645151805345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1055807645151805345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1055807645151805345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/02/lately-weve-been-to-few-byu-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SaMIpe8n9RI/AAAAAAAABDU/dwnJmAKNSF8/s72-c/DSCN2369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8100994243725399519</id><published>2009-01-27T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:08:44.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like my Banana Republic card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it just allowed me to buy 6 shirts for 50 cents each. Yea!&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/33133132-8100994243725399519?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8100994243725399519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8100994243725399519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8100994243725399519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8100994243725399519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-like-my-banana-republic-card-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2808624571484637364</id><published>2009-01-26T22:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:21:32.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home in Idaho Falls over Christmas Sam walked out of my Mom's pantry with a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in hand. He brought it right to me, held it up and said, "See this? Don't say me no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today all was quiet so I went hunting for Sammy. I found him on my bathroom countertop. His feet were in the sink, the water running, and lotion was EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;He says, "Be a nice Mom. Don't be upset to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made cookies last night, but told Sam he had to eat a bowl of soup for dinner first. He replied, "No. I need to have a cookie first and no soup. Okay?"&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/33133132-2808624571484637364?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2808624571484637364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2808624571484637364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2808624571484637364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2808624571484637364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/01/sass-at-home-in-idaho-falls-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2434027867818004550</id><published>2009-01-19T15:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:16:35.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lip Gloss Envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I want some Chapstick too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: This isn't Chapstick. This is lip gloss. It's just for girls.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Just for girls?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Not for boys?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I'm a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: (Walking away, disappointed.) But I have lips.&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/33133132-2434027867818004550?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2434027867818004550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2434027867818004550&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2434027867818004550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2434027867818004550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/01/lip-gloss-envy-sam-i-want-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5104695691183556809</id><published>2009-01-06T15:46:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:25:14.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Favorite Things 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As a Christmas gift my Mom framed my Great-grandmother's tatting for me and each of my siblings. I love it and am so excited to hang it up in my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPjdlprcHI/AAAAAAAABAs/wc5h-jxiz-k/s1600-h/my+favs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPjdlprcHI/AAAAAAAABAs/wc5h-jxiz-k/s320/my+favs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288320484925730930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of my house...It's almost done. I love the gaping hole in my ceiling which means the furnace is about to be finished. I know I've said this 2 billion times, but we are hoping to have the house up for sale this spring. I am so loving the progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPipfrLiuI/AAAAAAAABAM/FE45nlH74cM/s1600-h/DSCN2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPipfrLiuI/AAAAAAAABAM/FE45nlH74cM/s320/DSCN2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288319589968218850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazingly, I got tickets to Wicked in Salt Lake. I am so excited to finally see this show. I love the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWTvCTfWenI/AAAAAAAABA0/IL4LgMyHEAg/s1600-h/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWTvCTfWenI/AAAAAAAABA0/IL4LgMyHEAg/s320/wicked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288614685310351986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my 2 year-old. He is so fun even considering his odd sleep habits. He is so sweet when he does sleep and so fun and funny when he's awake. He is my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPirLjF8GI/AAAAAAAABAk/hqjaawNQK9c/s1600-h/DSCN2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPirLjF8GI/AAAAAAAABAk/hqjaawNQK9c/s320/DSCN2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288319618925326434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Magnalite roasting pan. It has made all the difference in the world for my roasts. My Mom's roast is the best and I've never had any luck making mine turn out right. The pan is the secret. I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPiqu4xZgI/AAAAAAAABAc/TBAP_h00fO4/s1600-h/DSCN2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPiqu4xZgI/AAAAAAAABAc/TBAP_h00fO4/s320/DSCN2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288319611231626754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glitter Toes. The actual picture of the feet was not so inspiring, but this year I sported toes as sparkly as Dorothy's red slipper and I loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT6XfajtiI/AAAAAAAABBk/_w4EozDG_sU/s1600-h/glitter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT6XfajtiI/AAAAAAAABBk/_w4EozDG_sU/s320/glitter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288627143916631586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peruvian Hot Chocolate. So yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT54oiMsFI/AAAAAAAABBU/EIVU6WGz8Ag/s1600-h/peru+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT54oiMsFI/AAAAAAAABBU/EIVU6WGz8Ag/s320/peru+chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288626613788651602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course I can't mention Peruvian Hot Chocolate without a shout out to Manolo's in Lima and the best churros ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT55KAdivI/AAAAAAAABBc/xWeWcu0CiaI/s1600-h/manolos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT55KAdivI/AAAAAAAABBc/xWeWcu0CiaI/s320/manolos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288626622773955314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fourth of July in Idaho Falls. There is no better place in the world to be on our nation's Independence Day. The fact that it is Samuel's birthday makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT3J20QlkI/AAAAAAAABBM/3_J9CWAtKLY/s1600-h/idaho-fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT3J20QlkI/AAAAAAAABBM/3_J9CWAtKLY/s320/idaho-fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288623611145393730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cozy cute slippers that Suzanna introduced me to. I wear them all day every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT0RsF5TyI/AAAAAAAABA8/jZ51l14ua6M/s1600-h/slippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWT0RsF5TyI/AAAAAAAABA8/jZ51l14ua6M/s320/slippers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288620447170645794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our trip to St. George and the Bear Paw Cafe. I can't wait to go back this year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWUBZqdZ-5I/AAAAAAAABBs/Fd-2R5r12HU/s1600-h/bear+paw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWUBZqdZ-5I/AAAAAAAABBs/Fd-2R5r12HU/s320/bear+paw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288634877822499730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/33133132-5104695691183556809?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5104695691183556809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5104695691183556809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5104695691183556809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5104695691183556809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-favorite-things-2008-as-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SWPjdlprcHI/AAAAAAAABAs/wc5h-jxiz-k/s72-c/my+favs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3522845265446648492</id><published>2008-12-20T01:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T01:24:44.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night Owl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked a short shift tonight and came home at 11:45 to a dark quiet house. I tip-toed into my room as silently as possible, trying not to wake anyone up, and promptly had a heart attack when from the darkness a voice said, "Hi mommy! Shh, Daddy's sleeping"&lt;br /&gt;I stifled a scream and as calmly as possible asked "Sam, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"I in Daddy's bed. I tan't tose my eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a refund or something. This kid has never slept like normal kids are supposed to. If he naps in the afternoon, he does not sleep at night. I'm not talking about 3-4 hour naps past 4 PM. Today he napped from 1:00 to 2:30. Not unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take his naps away because he gets really cranky by 6 PM without one and I can't get anything done if I don't get at least an hour without him undoing everything I've accomplished, but seriously people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than once I have gone to bed thinking he was well on his way to dreamland and then have woken up to the sounds of his nocturnal activities. He occasionally greets me at the door at 3:00 AM after a night shift. He comes up with all kinds of excuses to not go to sleep. He tells me there is a big bad wolf in his bed, or a mean giant in his room, so maybe he's having some fears, but most of the time I find him up playing with toys or reading books.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to worry that there may actually be something seriously wrong. It scares me that he is up and into things when I am unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&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/33133132-3522845265446648492?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3522845265446648492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3522845265446648492&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3522845265446648492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3522845265446648492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-owl-i-worked-short-shift-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5756290389686271741</id><published>2008-12-19T11:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:39:40.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnEYVJ28I/AAAAAAAABAE/6l5frsLubNA/s1600-h/DSCN2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnEYVJ28I/AAAAAAAABAE/6l5frsLubNA/s320/DSCN2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569050458708930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnENgSd_I/AAAAAAAAA_8/kp9OgtRoWZk/s1600-h/DSCN2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnENgSd_I/AAAAAAAAA_8/kp9OgtRoWZk/s320/DSCN2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569047552620530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnDlI0wLI/AAAAAAAAA_0/3gSNCrPAnew/s1600-h/DSCN2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnDlI0wLI/AAAAAAAAA_0/3gSNCrPAnew/s320/DSCN2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569036716785842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnC2ijMjI/AAAAAAAAA_s/jpErkqvHM6E/s1600-h/DSCN2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnC2ijMjI/AAAAAAAAA_s/jpErkqvHM6E/s320/DSCN2314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569024208220722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnCT8M-vI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tm89zgAS704/s1600-h/DSCN2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnCT8M-vI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tm89zgAS704/s320/DSCN2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569014920575730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and I are very proud of this snowman. I think it is the first complete snowman I've ever made.&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/33133132-5756290389686271741?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5756290389686271741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5756290389686271741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5756290389686271741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5756290389686271741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-fun-im-very-proud-of-this-snowman.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SUvnEYVJ28I/AAAAAAAABAE/6l5frsLubNA/s72-c/DSCN2317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4724099122971637125</id><published>2008-12-18T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:16:25.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hee Hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=47156170"&gt;this is funny&lt;/a&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/33133132-4724099122971637125?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4724099122971637125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4724099122971637125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4724099122971637125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4724099122971637125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/12/hee-hee-this-is-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1518529573361149556</id><published>2008-12-11T14:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:31:00.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to Sam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is Momuel. Makes sense I guess, when you consider that Daddy is Daniel and he is Samuel. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has a make-believe-friend named Robin who likes to play trains and sit in the rocking chair. Robin is a boy. Sometimes he doesn't share and has to sit in time-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We do NOT throw balls in the house when the Christmas tree is up. Also, there is a big difference between inside basketballs and outside basketballs. It was a little pathetic that he had to remind me of these rules yesterday. I break a lot of rules apparently. Luckily he always lets me know when I screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Santa is bringing him a garbage truck, a race car, and a violin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Anyone know where to find a toy violin for a two-year-old?&lt;br /&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/33133132-1518529573361149556?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1518529573361149556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1518529573361149556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1518529573361149556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1518529573361149556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/12/according-to-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1727375296452622064</id><published>2008-12-03T11:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:54:23.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a Few Little Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much into posting at the moment; lack of creative inspiration I guess. I do have a few funny things Sam has done lately that I want to document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up early on Election Day, woke Sam up, and he asked where we were going. I told him we were going to go vote. He stood in line with us very patiently. He was so well behaved and I was proud and relieved. After I voted I was waiting for Daniel to finish up. Sam looked up at me and said, "Mom, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so EXCITED&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;"What are you excited for?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"For the BOATS! I'm going to drink my apple juice on the boat." He answered.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, poor baby! I had to explain that there were no boats. He lost it on the sidewalk in front of the school. He demonstrated a kicking, screaming, crying tantrum for all the elementary students and their parents as they filed into the school. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the car Sam says to me, "You know Barack Obama?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah." I answered, thinking how does he know Barack Obama?&lt;br /&gt;"I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; him." Sam said.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That was one good campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Sam about three times to start putting his toys away so we could go somewhere. He completely ignored me. Finally he looked up like he was annoyed and said, "Mom, I'm not listening to you."&lt;br /&gt;Oh, good. I thought maybe he had just lost his hearing.&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/33133132-1727375296452622064?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1727375296452622064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1727375296452622064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1727375296452622064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1727375296452622064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-few-little-things-im-not-much-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6108614901660309415</id><published>2008-11-12T19:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:59:35.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artist Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the sofa cleaned and most of the marker came out. I was happily surprised and the cleaning guy said he was shocked. The picture didn't truly demonstrate the gravity of the situation. The entire backrest of the couch was covered in drawings. There are still a few small spots, but I'm pretty pleased. However, even with Magic Eraser (thanks anyway Maria), the windowsill is still heavily decorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it happened Sam knew I was upset and he locked himself in the bathroom. A few minutes later he went into his room and came out with some baby wipes. He said, "Don't worry Mom. I 'tean' it up. Makes you sad?"&lt;br /&gt;I said "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!" with a concerned look, "Makes me happy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-6108614901660309415?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6108614901660309415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6108614901660309415&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6108614901660309415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6108614901660309415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/11/artist-update-i-had-sofa-cleaned-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6556470484583920261</id><published>2008-11-10T15:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:36:54.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Culprit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SRi2XRnlQII/AAAAAAAAA_U/xKMrAeuodOQ/s1600-h/DSCN2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SRi2XRnlQII/AAAAAAAAA_U/xKMrAeuodOQ/s320/DSCN2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267160275192463490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SRi2X97YRtI/AAAAAAAAA_c/6t1-nJ2Era0/s1600-h/DSCN2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SRi2X97YRtI/AAAAAAAAA_c/6t1-nJ2Era0/s320/DSCN2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267160287086659282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this one of the things I'm going to "laugh" about someday? Pretty much right now I'd just like to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-6556470484583920261?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6556470484583920261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6556470484583920261&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6556470484583920261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6556470484583920261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/11/culprit-crime-so-is-this-one-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SRi2XRnlQII/AAAAAAAAA_U/xKMrAeuodOQ/s72-c/DSCN2306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7806783829043263325</id><published>2008-10-30T13:22:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:24:37.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just For Uncle Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'cause we all know what happens when someone double-dog-dares me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8 TV shows I love to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Office&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Biggest Loser (while eating snacks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What Not to Wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon and Kate plus 8 (makes me grateful for my life)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, sorry, I'm out. It's not that I don't watch a lot of TV, I'll watch whatever is on. I just don't have that many must see shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No worries; I've got this one covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ottavio's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;El Azteca&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cafe Rio&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kneaders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;La Carretta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive Garden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Texas Roadhouse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puerto Vallarta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ruby River&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...What? You only wanted 8? But I've got more. No Thanks? Okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8 Things that happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumpkin Patch field trip (Where Sam got teased by some Kindergartners about his Halloween costume. These rotten little boys called him a "stupid pirate" and asked "Where's your stupid bird, stupid pirate?" Sam had no clue and was all like, "whatevs", but I went all Momma Bear on them with, "No you di'n't. Aw snap. Use your nice words." I showed those 5 year-olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sam took a too short nap and I tried to join him, but couldn't sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had my yearly evaluation at work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planned what to make for dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided it involved a trip to the grocery store&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planned where to eat out instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the church Halloween carnival where there were several pirates, but none as cute as Sam and none had a parrot. So there, Kinderbabies! (Why am I still kind of bothered by them?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel and I listened to our Camry make a coughing death-like rattle and decided I would take it to the mechanic in the morning. Which I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;***Sidenote Alert*** I don't really trust mechanics. First off they treat me like an idiot. Granted, I don't know how to "pop my hood", I can't say with complete certainty what year my car is, and I don't know the mileage off the top of my head, but I can tell when I'm being talked down to, I do know where the serpentine belt is, I know the difference between a timing belt and a timing chain, and I'm pretty sure I could tell if someone was completely making up the name of an engine part (which a mechanic tried to do to me a few years ago), and I know for sure that this noise isn't my tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Me: My car is making a funny noise. It's coming from under the hood and I'm thinking it might be related to this belt because it gets faster when I accelerate.&lt;br /&gt;   Skinny Dude: (Rolling his eyes at the other guys at the counter). I'll come check it out. (Walking outside.) It's probably your tires.&lt;br /&gt;   Me: I don't think so. It's coming from under the hood.&lt;br /&gt;   Skinny Dude: You probably don't do a lot of work under the hood, do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then he takes it back for a "diagnostic" and comes out to tell me that my 2 and a half year old Honda (it's a Toyota, skinny dude) has a broken water pump and that if I try to drive it out of the parking lot it's "gonna seize up" on me. And that it will cost $271.oo-331.00. I think this guy is a moron and using all kinds of technical jargon (BS) to prove that he knows more than me. I'm just about to call him on it when "Butch" walks into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Butch: You the one with the Toyota?&lt;br /&gt;   Me: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;   Butch: The bearings are out on the water pump. It's a pretty new car, so you should call Toyota and check on your warranty. It's probably covered.&lt;br /&gt;   Me: Thanks. Am I okay to drive it home?&lt;br /&gt;   Butch: Oh yeah, just don't take it too fast and get it fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butch is dressed in a jumpsuit and is head-to-toe grease and I am immediately relieved. Turns out skinny dude is basically just a receptionist. I hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; doesn't do a lot of work under the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I'm looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Office tonight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A walk to the park this afternoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someday moving out of this house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel coming home from work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sam's bedtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;8 Things on my wish list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;new shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;warm weather&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finished house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sold house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a free fixed car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;housekeeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Tidbits about me&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on! Isn't this entire blog about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Pet Peeves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who break rules&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mechanics who lie and treat me like I'm stupid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sound of Styrofoam. Just thinking about it squiks me out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who tell me before I've even poked them: "I'm a really hard stick", "I have bad veins", "you'll have to use the baby needle on me", "I want the doctor (manager, charge nurse) to do my IV" etc. Just so you know, telling the nurse how to do his/her job pretty much guarantees you an uncomfortable venipuncture experience. And by the way, the doctor hasn't done an IV since med school and I've probably done 10 just today, so chew on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who come to the ER for really minor things (example:chapped lips. No, really.) or for a cold they've had for 2-3 days. Seriously? You decided it was an EMERGENCY right now? At 11:30 PM.? Why not earlier today, WHEN YOUR DOCTOR'S OFFICE WAS OPEN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reruns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My neighbor's chimney which blows smoke directly at my house. WHY?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children unrestrained in a vehicle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Wow! That was a lot of work. I may not be able to blog again for at least a few days. How will you all go on without me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7806783829043263325?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7806783829043263325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7806783829043263325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7806783829043263325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7806783829043263325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-for-uncle-paul-cause-we-all-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-804269650872829778</id><published>2008-10-30T13:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:13:31.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Witches Night Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SQoE3FMIafI/AAAAAAAAA_M/tAY-H5_O_ps/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SQoE3FMIafI/AAAAAAAAA_M/tAY-H5_O_ps/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263024458868222450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday I went to the Witches Festival at Gardner Village with my friends Emily and Ashley and Ashley's mom. We ate yummy food, window shopped, danced and generally had a festive time. We did miss out on the palm reading (which was a huge disappointment for me) but there's always next year.&lt;br /&gt;I stole this picture from Emily's blog because I am too lazy to download my own pictures.&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/33133132-804269650872829778?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/804269650872829778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=804269650872829778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/804269650872829778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/804269650872829778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/10/witches-night-out-last-friday-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SQoE3FMIafI/AAAAAAAAA_M/tAY-H5_O_ps/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3179863939703434949</id><published>2008-10-26T18:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:55:09.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ridin' the Potty Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam listened to a few conversations last week at my parent's house in Idaho about potty training. Friday morning he woke up and told me, "I want to ride the potty train."&lt;br /&gt;Alright, all aboard...again.&lt;br /&gt;Every so often Sam decides to pee on the potty. He does it for a day or two and then refuses to even think about it after that. So, Friday all day he peed on the potty, he wore big boy underwear and kept them dry, and then I left for "witches night out" (another story). While I was gone Sam peed on the floor twice and has been in diapers ever since. We're going to try again Monday morning. This potty train is sure a long uncomfortable ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-3179863939703434949?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3179863939703434949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3179863939703434949&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3179863939703434949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3179863939703434949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ridin-potty-train-sam-listened-to-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1234621725252754080</id><published>2008-10-13T20:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:32:35.861-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things that Make Me Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things Sammy does just crack us up. Many of the things he does make us crazy, but later we can usually smile about them, and then there are the things that are kind of cute now, but won't be in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SPP98LeFbXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vZO4UyQtR8c/s1600-h/DSCN2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SPP98LeFbXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vZO4UyQtR8c/s320/DSCN2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256824400384454002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam came into the kitchen tonight while I was cleaning up dinner and asked for another cookie. He had already had several so I told him no. Then he said, "Daddy say, 'bring me a cookie." I knew that was likely, so I gave him a cookie to give to Daniel. Sam came back a few minutes later and asked, "Can I have a cookie? No? Okay." Then he just walked away. Wow. He sure took that well...for about three minutes. He is currently saying, "Can I have a cookie? Sure? Yes? Please?" and is frustrated by my lack of cooperation. Oh wait, he just took the cookies to Dad and returned with one in his mouth. I see how this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His imagination is in full force. It is so fun to watch him play. He turns ordinary objects into the most interesting props and has captivating conversations with his imaginary pals. Throughout the day I hear, "I'm the Jazz, Mom. I'm Boozer." "Woooooo! I'm the police. Put your hands up. Get in the police car. We're going to the zoo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He almost always shares, but I've noticed that lately with food he is very careful to give me the smaller half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He repeats EVERYTHING. He tells me, "Just a minute please. Can you see my hands are busy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so amazed as I watch Sam turn into a big boy. Time is going so quickly and it seems like he changes overnight. I want to remember all the little things he does that make us realize how much he learns and grows every day.&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/33133132-1234621725252754080?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1234621725252754080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1234621725252754080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1234621725252754080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1234621725252754080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-that-make-me-smile-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SPP98LeFbXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/vZO4UyQtR8c/s72-c/DSCN2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5731749281187794369</id><published>2008-10-06T22:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:16:53.217-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quirky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Challis tagged me to list 6 quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 1--Would have to be that I compulsively look up words in the dictionary (like quirk) even if I am 100% sure of the definition. I have spent hours reading dictionaries. I don't know why. I think it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;No. 2--I love balsamic vinegar and have been known to drink it straight from the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;No. 3--I love blood and guts and pus. I really like to incise and drain infections.&lt;br /&gt;No. 4--I cannot share milk with anyone, not even with Sam. I will freely share any other food or beverage. It has to do with the viscosity of milk.&lt;br /&gt;No. 5--If I start to read a novel I cannot stop until I have finished it, even if it is stupid. I will read through meals and stay up all night if necessary. This is why I have to limit myself to just a few books a year. Good thing I'm a fairly fast reader.&lt;br /&gt;No. 6--I'm a very competitive walker. If I am walking alone and there are people ahead of me I will speed walk to pass them. Sometimes it is really obvious and it freaks people out, so that's embarrassing, but I still do it.&lt;br /&gt;No. 7--(Wow, I didn't think I'd be able to come up with 6.) I have a phobia of birds. I hate them and have been attacked by them on more than one occasion.&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/33133132-5731749281187794369?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5731749281187794369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5731749281187794369&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5731749281187794369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5731749281187794369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/10/quirky-my-cousin-challis-tagged-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7773194659728147906</id><published>2008-09-25T16:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:16:37.653-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've always said that High School was okay, but that I really loved college. I think that after answering these questions I've realized why. I was super lame in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Did you date someone from your school?&lt;/span&gt; Certainly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 What kind of car did you drive?&lt;/span&gt; The big yellow bus. Oh, you mean the 3 times a month I was allowed to drive myself? A silver minivan. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Did you pass your driver's license test on the first try?&lt;/span&gt; Yes, but I got a 3 month restriction for signaling too soon on a right turn. Our Driver's Ed teacher was a misogynist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Were you a party animal?&lt;/span&gt; Not really. I've always been more of a small group person. I hate loud parties (especially dances.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Were you considered a flirt?&lt;/span&gt; Pretty sure I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 Were you in a band, orchestra or choir?&lt;/span&gt; No, but I've always dreamed of having a good singing voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Were you a nerd?&lt;/span&gt; Obviously, and it's becoming more and more apparent the more questions I answer. (But my 17 year-old ego still imagines that I was cool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Were you on any varsity teams?&lt;/span&gt; Nope. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Did you get suspended or expelled?&lt;/span&gt; No. Again, can you say Mary Sue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Can you still sing the fight song?&lt;/span&gt; Kind of, but the tune gets mixed up with the Cougar fight song. I still remember, "Hillcrest Knights! Show your might!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 Who were your favorite teachers?&lt;/span&gt; Mr. Kittle, Mrs. Bybee, Mr. Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 Where did you sit during lunch?&lt;/span&gt; Hallways, or out to Albertson's for the "usual" (samples).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 What's your school's full name?&lt;/span&gt; Hillcrest High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 What was your mascot and colors?&lt;/span&gt; Knight. Red Black and White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 Did you go to homecoming?&lt;/span&gt; I think so? I was anti-dance and anti-official-dates, so it's hard to remember, but I'm pretty sure I did at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 If you could go back and do it all again, would you?&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. There were lots of moron, lame stuff I did, that I would glam up the second time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 What do you remember most about graduation?&lt;/span&gt; Meeting people I had never spoken to before and figuring out that they were kind of awesome and that I maybe should have branched out a little. And a weird 30 minutes at the end of the Senior all-nighter that I spent arm in arm with some dude whose name I can't remember and who I'm pretty sure I had never really spent any time with before and never saw again. I think we were just exhaustedly holding each other up during the prize drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 Where did you go on your Senior Skip Day?&lt;/span&gt; Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19 Were you in any clubs?&lt;/span&gt; Health Occupations Students of America, but that was required with the Health Occ. Class. And I went to one Key Club meeting, got elected to some little office and never went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 Have you gained some weight since then?&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately. I just keep getting bigger and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21 Who was your prom date?&lt;/span&gt; I think our big dances were Homecoming and Commencement. Did we have Prom? I really do think I went to Senior Commencement, but I cannot think of who I went with. Ash, do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22 Are you planning to go to your 10 year reunion?&lt;/span&gt; Been there, did that and it was actually pretty enjoyable. I can't believe how many people I recognized, but couldn't think of names. My parents told me that someday that would happen, and now I know how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23 Did you have a job while in high school?&lt;/span&gt; Night Manager, Papa Kelsey's. Didn't love the job, but made some really good friends (and some friends who turned out to be felons. Go figure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tag my high school friends (Ashley, Emily, Maria, Debby and anyone else who reads this.) And I think everyone else should do it too so you can show me how much cooler you were. It's okay. I can handle it. I'm the coolest now.&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/33133132-7773194659728147906?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7773194659728147906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7773194659728147906&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7773194659728147906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7773194659728147906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/09/high-school-tag-ive-always-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1997791110082782720</id><published>2008-09-18T10:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:16:21.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so Proud of this Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'm a nurse, I got a free ticket in the mail to "Bodyworlds III". It is an exhibition of real human bodies displayed and posed to show how incredible they are. Having been a TA in a cadaver lab and with my current occupation, you might guess that I am super excited about this and cannot wait to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SNKB0GeccAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/rQYCBvmh6UU/s1600-h/body.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SNKB0GeccAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/rQYCBvmh6UU/s320/body.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247399247931535362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been a lot of commercials on TV for this lately and the first time Sam saw it he got a look of horror on his face and said, "That scares me! It's yucky!". I had to give him credit for an instinctual response. Lately, though, when the commercial comes on he says, "Mom. I wanna go see that. I wanna go there." (Which is the same thing he says when the Disneyland commercial comes on.)&lt;br /&gt;That's momma's boy.&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/33133132-1997791110082782720?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1997791110082782720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1997791110082782720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1997791110082782720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1997791110082782720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-proud-of-this-child-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SNKB0GeccAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/rQYCBvmh6UU/s72-c/body.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3611611029962764008</id><published>2008-09-15T11:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:04:13.645-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna and Daniel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peru'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Tia Gloria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ezNXFJmI/AAAAAAAAAto/oFP0iZPP2Uw/s1600-h/DSCN2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ezNXFJmI/AAAAAAAAAto/oFP0iZPP2Uw/s320/DSCN2168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246305218530190946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniel's Aunt Gloria came for a visit from Peru last week. We had a great time. I really love this lady, she is awesome. We were so sorry to see her go. We did lots of fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Peach Days in Brigham City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6eytRSN-I/AAAAAAAAAtY/dsypDUNJ_zg/s1600-h/DSCN2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6eytRSN-I/AAAAAAAAAtY/dsypDUNJ_zg/s320/DSCN2154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246305209915946978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hiked up to Timapanogos Cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6hctBUYAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/kbhZRYtkFWM/s1600-h/DSCN2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6hctBUYAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/kbhZRYtkFWM/s320/DSCN2173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246308130426740738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ey8-lYtI/AAAAAAAAAtg/sbAmLLnCHaU/s1600-h/DSCN2163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ey8-lYtI/AAAAAAAAAtg/sbAmLLnCHaU/s320/DSCN2163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246305214132478674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ez_WwqxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Z4JtikZX85U/s1600-h/DSCN2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ez_WwqxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Z4JtikZX85U/s320/DSCN2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246305231950621458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did lots of shopping and eating yummy food. We wish that we could spend more time with Daniel's family in Peru. We love and miss them all.&lt;br /&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/33133132-3611611029962764008?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3611611029962764008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3611611029962764008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3611611029962764008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3611611029962764008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/09/tia-gloria-daniels-aunt-gloria-came-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6ezNXFJmI/AAAAAAAAAto/oFP0iZPP2Uw/s72-c/DSCN2168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8754326700759657014</id><published>2008-09-11T11:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:01:53.285-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Wondering What this Says about Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a really long personal commentary all about me. Things you probably didn't know and will probably wish you still didn't if you choose to read the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SMmLn_UZtzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Q1Lv7leeIF4/s1600-h/fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SMmLn_UZtzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Q1Lv7leeIF4/s320/fortune.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244876760177817394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not extremely superstitious, but recent events have got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I have a firm belief in fortune cookies. When Daniel asked me to marry him he did it through a message on a plate at a Chinese restaurant. The fortune cookies that came on the plate told me to "Say yes to an important decision" and "Any doubts you may have will be resolved by the end of the month". So yeah, pretty fortuitous right?&lt;br /&gt;However, the last several fortunes I've received have been a little less than positive. Less fortune than dire warning. Along the lines of: Tonight is a good night to remain indoors; Beware of those you think you trust; etc. I'm not sure what to make of this.&lt;br /&gt;For your enjoyment I've linked to a &lt;a href="http://weirdfortunecookies.com/2000/04/01/greatest-danger/"&gt;Collection of weird fortunes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm pretty sure I'm psychic. You see, I always know if I'm going to win something. I just get a gut feeling right before winners are announced in a contest or drawing and I know if I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: 2nd Grade Essay Contest--I knew I'd won from the moment the school secretary walked into the classroom to tell my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Local Library Contest--You had to guess how many candies were in the jar. At the summer reading culmination party they announced the winners. I knew it was me, but then as the read the name: And the winner is Jenna Hobbs, tragedy struck. Another girl, named Jenny Hobbs, stood up and took my prize.&lt;br /&gt;History Fair--Every year I just had that gut feeling just before they announced the winners for the place I'd won. 4th place the first year, 1st place another year. I just knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after many years of similar experiences I decided to test my theory. I'm thinking that maybe I just always think I'm going to win and if I do I think "I knew it" and if I don't then I just ignore it. So, at a recent staff meeting they had a drawing for a stupid candy bar. I had that I'm going to win it feeling again. Well, they drew the name and it wasn't me. Okay, so I'm realizing that maybe I'm not psychic after all, but then...The guy who won it said he didn't want it, so they drew another name, MINE! I WON, I WON, I WON! AND I KNEW IT!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm pretty sure I'm psychic.&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/33133132-8754326700759657014?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8754326700759657014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8754326700759657014&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8754326700759657014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8754326700759657014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-wondering-what-this-says-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SMmLn_UZtzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Q1Lv7leeIF4/s72-c/fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5780699290387643850</id><published>2008-08-22T00:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:18:40.347-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another Zoo Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew is finally home from his bus driving job in Alaska and he came for a visit. Well, technically he came for a friend's wedding, but was gracious enough to spend some time with us. Sam loves his uncles and really loves to take them to the zoo (see &lt;a href="http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/04/hogle-zoo-jeris-and-suzanna-had-monday.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-trip-to-zoo-im-way-behind-on.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SK5bjrfU9dI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5olfQUT6pF8/s1600-h/DSCN2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SK5bjrfU9dI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5olfQUT6pF8/s320/DSCN2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237224085206136274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day after this Sam asked to look at this picture of himself and Andrew about a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're always up for a trip to Hogle, so just give us a call and we'll meet you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SK5bj6u78oI/AAAAAAAAAso/qIFITgwZ_rE/s1600-h/DSCN2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SK5bj6u78oI/AAAAAAAAAso/qIFITgwZ_rE/s320/DSCN2234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237224089298137730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33133132-5780699290387643850?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5780699290387643850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5780699290387643850&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5780699290387643850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5780699290387643850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-zoo-trip-andrew-is-finally-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SK5bjrfU9dI/AAAAAAAAAsg/5olfQUT6pF8/s72-c/DSCN2236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5923636249139389879</id><published>2008-08-20T20:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:58:26.005-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Bugged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKzS38iOqVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6FR9H54sFPs/s1600-h/swirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKzS38iOqVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6FR9H54sFPs/s320/swirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236792325309376850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just got home from my new favorite treat place &lt;a href="http://helloyogurt.com/index.html"&gt;Hello Yogurt!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is that you self-serve your frozen yogurt and toppings and then pay by the ounce. They provide sample cups so you can try all the yummy flavors.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and I watched a woman come in with two girls (I'm assuming daughters) and then were disgusted by her example.  This Lexus driving, mani-pedi waving,  designer duds wearing, $150 dollar haircut flaunting woman proceeded to overfill about 10 sample cups, sit herself down on the couch and eat them. I wish I could say I was shocked by her behavior, but really I was just super annoyed. Here all the rest of us sampled, decided, and payed and she...I'm out of words. Who does that!&lt;br /&gt;And then on her way out she surveyed the toppings bar very carefully and then picked out a few pieces of candy and LEFT!&lt;br /&gt;What?!&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/33133132-5923636249139389879?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5923636249139389879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5923636249139389879&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5923636249139389879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5923636249139389879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-bugged-we-just-got-home-from-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKzS38iOqVI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6FR9H54sFPs/s72-c/swirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7751241069750907079</id><published>2008-08-20T13:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:59:34.751-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Wonder Where He's Heard This Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKx3eDkvgUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/A81L2Aff2T0/s1600-h/runners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKx3eDkvgUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/A81L2Aff2T0/s320/runners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236691824964239682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were watching the track events last night and Sam decided to lay down the law.  He got close to the screen and said,&lt;br /&gt;"No running please. Hey! Please stop running.  Walk. Walk! WALK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a little creepy when you start hearing your kid repeat you.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7751241069750907079?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7751241069750907079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7751241069750907079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7751241069750907079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7751241069750907079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wonder-where-hes-heard-this-before-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKx3eDkvgUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/A81L2Aff2T0/s72-c/runners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6357316844708682195</id><published>2008-08-19T10:42:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:00:08.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outraged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: PG-13 for Language)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr4UZFMipI/AAAAAAAAArs/sqMjPJhVMR0/s1600-h/DSCN2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr4UZFMipI/AAAAAAAAArs/sqMjPJhVMR0/s320/DSCN2228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236270545985374866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the big Cougar Kick-off here in Provo last week. It was basically a big pep rally and was a lot of fun. We hung out with Jeris and Suzanna and Andrew and, yes people, hang on to your hats, the famous quarterback Max Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He signed Sam's book and that made Sam very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Daniel's parents afterward. Sam ran up to his "Tata" and told her, "Tata, a Ass Hole drawed in my book!"&lt;br /&gt;We've been working on the pronunciation and he can say Max Hall much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6963c7f34bc62e0" 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" 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href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6357316844708682195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6357316844708682195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6357316844708682195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6357316844708682195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/outraged-warning-pg-13-language-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr4UZFMipI/AAAAAAAAArs/sqMjPJhVMR0/s72-c/DSCN2228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6267508285491826570</id><published>2008-08-10T21:15:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:02:18.149-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna and Daniel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 5th Anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Daniel wanted, but did not get for our anniversary.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1776f19f822fe218" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1776f19f822fe218%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D289299EC28B706DDB88BE65F34D9D17161CBDCEB.376EC923FEFC2DB2590693BFC8D0DB3B27D65AE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1776f19f822fe218%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYzoIARANbXf5i6nRLi2PHfOS4bY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1776f19f822fe218%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D289299EC28B706DDB88BE65F34D9D17161CBDCEB.376EC923FEFC2DB2590693BFC8D0DB3B27D65AE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1776f19f822fe218%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYzoIARANbXf5i6nRLi2PHfOS4bY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did however have a very nice anniversary. We spent Friday night at a cabin with some of the people Daniel works with and their families. It was really fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr0CwiRNRI/AAAAAAAAArc/F1J6g99NO0M/s1600-h/DSCN2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr0CwiRNRI/AAAAAAAAArc/F1J6g99NO0M/s320/DSCN2242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265844997174546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr0DcNYG2I/AAAAAAAAArk/qOzeA419dbg/s1600-h/DSCN2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr0DcNYG2I/AAAAAAAAArk/qOzeA419dbg/s320/DSCN2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236265856720706402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we dropped the kid off with Daniel's mom and headed up to Salt Lake. We planned on dinner and a movie, but had a late dinner (9:30) and decided we were too tired. A little pathetic? I guess we're old. I was so tired I could hardly walk. A very drunk couple came into the restaurant halfway through our dinner and I was just as unsteady on my feet as they were.  They were pretty entertaining. The man was actually reciting poetry and having mock sword fights. In a way it was better than a movie.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Little America Hotel and enjoyed their world famous &lt;a href="http://www.littleamerica.com/slc/d1.html"&gt;Sunday brunch&lt;/a&gt;. It was amazingly good. Then we burned off some of the calories by hiking up to Ensign Peak. I'd never been up there and the view was awesome. We had a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lucky to be celebrating 5 years of marriage to such a wonderful guy. I really couldn't ask for a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKruSz7vg1I/AAAAAAAAArU/VIuklKrOUAQ/s1600-h/wed1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKruSz7vg1I/AAAAAAAAArU/VIuklKrOUAQ/s320/wed1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236259523717464914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/33133132-6267508285491826570?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1776f19f822fe218&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6267508285491826570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6267508285491826570&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6267508285491826570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6267508285491826570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-5th-anniversary-this-is-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SKr0CwiRNRI/AAAAAAAAArc/F1J6g99NO0M/s72-c/DSCN2242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2372861529934436413</id><published>2008-08-05T17:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:02:58.323-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Commercialism Strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the evening news when a story about the newest Elmo toy came on. They were saying that it is expected to be the big toy this Christmas and that orders are already being accepted. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SJjn4sPOshI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hQxEy8VhziI/s1600-h/ELMOLive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SJjn4sPOshI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hQxEy8VhziI/s320/ELMOLive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231185928324559378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was thinking how glad I am that Sam is too little to get wrapped up in that kind of craziness when from behind me I hear: "Oh wow! Look! I wanna play with it toy. It's talking a Sammy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins.&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/33133132-2372861529934436413?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2372861529934436413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2372861529934436413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2372861529934436413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2372861529934436413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/08/commercialism-strikes-i-was-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SJjn4sPOshI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hQxEy8VhziI/s72-c/ELMOLive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8306008682124168069</id><published>2008-07-29T16:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:03:23.299-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Romi's Memory Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on this post, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you know me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-8306008682124168069?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8306008682124168069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8306008682124168069&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8306008682124168069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8306008682124168069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/romis-memory-game-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7016624709923606042</id><published>2008-07-29T16:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:04:11.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I Can't Understand the Words that are Coming Out of Your Mouth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam had his 2 year check-up today. He looks just great according to the pediatrician, but then I already knew that. He is just great. We love this boy. He is just so fun to be around (most of the time.) We went to the zoo with some of my work friends yesterday and he had such a good time. He just giggled and got excited about every animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His language skills are getting better and better and that is also fun. I can actually have conversations with him that make sense. On the other hand his Spanish is not progressing as well as I had hoped. He says several words in Spanish and seems to understand Daniel and his family when they speak to him in Spanish, but take this for example: My mom bought him some DVDs in Spanish. I put Franklin the Turtle on for him and he seemed to enjoy it. A few days later he said, "Mom, I want to watch the turtles that say "Blabla-Blabla". Perfect! He knows they're trying to say something, but it's just not intelligible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vital Statistics: 27.8 lbs 47.9%&lt;br /&gt;35.5 inches 79.7%&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/33133132-7016624709923606042?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7016624709923606042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7016624709923606042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7016624709923606042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7016624709923606042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/sam-had-his-2-year-check-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-5070761798499361583</id><published>2008-07-26T00:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:04:25.472-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm Just Wondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just at Lowe's and I observed that there are an inordinate number of handicapped parking stalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are that many people with physical infirmities shopping at a do-it-yourself home improvement warehouse. Huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-5070761798499361583?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5070761798499361583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=5070761798499361583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5070761798499361583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/5070761798499361583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-just-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7186346153144493025</id><published>2008-07-25T23:12:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:04:55.154-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Bein' Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzGbOnwhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/On-uuEk-g7A/s1600-h/DSCN2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzGbOnwhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/On-uuEk-g7A/s320/DSCN2185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227187240486552082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We're having a pretty good summer and Sam is keeping us entertained just by being himself. I asked him today if he wanted "a little bite of brownie." He said, "No", which shocked me because he loves brownies. I said, "Really?" and he answered "N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o. I wanna big one."&lt;br /&gt;What a relief. I was afraid he really didn't want a brownie. Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went swimming a few weeks ago with Aunt Lucy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrCL0Ym7mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUGfboLhLh8/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzGstBj3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/h4VXGsLLgT0/s1600-h/DSCN2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzGstBj3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/h4VXGsLLgT0/s320/DSCN2186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227187245177474930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sam preferred the jacuzzi, which he named "the baby pool", to the big pool. I don't blame him. There were a lot of big kids in the pool and they were playing a little too rough with footballs and splashing a lot. The big pool was also a little cold for my preference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't worry! The jets weren't on and the temperature in the jacuzzi was not very high. Also, there was no posted age rule and he survived, so there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not that Sammy spent a whole lot of time in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrCL0Ym7mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUGfboLhLh8/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzHPltg6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/yn482ItnxTs/s1600-h/DSCN2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzHPltg6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/yn482ItnxTs/s320/DSCN2192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227187254542042018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He would get into the "baby pool", sit for a moment on the step, and then a very important thought would strike and he just had to share it with Lucy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out he went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq_6OA0ExI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Awy-StJZr8o/s1600-h/DSCN2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq_6OA0ExI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Awy-StJZr8o/s320/DSCN2195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227201324431708946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Told Lucy what was on his mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrCL0Ym7mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUGfboLhLh8/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzHYSELEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Iub1EWELwt4/s1600-h/DSCN2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzHYSELEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Iub1EWELwt4/s320/DSCN2193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227187256875560002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...And resolutely returned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrCL0Ym7mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUGfboLhLh8/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzJOlX0rI/AAAAAAAAAoY/1SstfoaCltg/s1600-h/DSCN2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzJOlX0rI/AAAAAAAAAoY/1SstfoaCltg/s320/DSCN2194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227187288631923378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...to continue his musings for a few seconds more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq7j2NprnI/AAAAAAAAAp4/mhZITZmfvUU/s1600-h/DSCN2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq7j2NprnI/AAAAAAAAAp4/mhZITZmfvUU/s320/DSCN2191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227196542039469682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...until the next very important and brilliant thought would strike.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq7kXRpGiI/AAAAAAAAAqA/d6blg4YIXds/s1600-h/DSCN2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq7kXRpGiI/AAAAAAAAAqA/d6blg4YIXds/s320/DSCN2195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227196550914578978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Repeat ad nauseaum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're loving the pools this summer. This was at Daniel's company's summer party. We had good food and got to see (and hear) a lot of bad karaoke. (I know, is there any other kind? And these people weren't even intoxicated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq03uahu4I/AAAAAAAAApI/lP6YzIs0Cfw/s1600-h/DSCN2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0DfW7UPI/AAAAAAAAApA/mAa0-qTTJTc/s1600-h/DSCN2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0DfW7UPI/AAAAAAAAApA/mAa0-qTTJTc/s320/DSCN2200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227188289567150322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrBJCntnUI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ZkZE9cIf6jY/s1600-h/DSCN2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq03uahu4I/AAAAAAAAApI/lP6YzIs0Cfw/s1600-h/DSCN2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq03uahu4I/AAAAAAAAApI/lP6YzIs0Cfw/s320/DSCN2201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227189186961980290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrBJCntnUI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ZkZE9cIf6jY/s1600-h/DSCN2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrBJCntnUI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ZkZE9cIf6jY/s320/DSCN2202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227202678583303490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry ladies, he's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law Melissa and I love ourselves a good carnival and so when we heard about Draper Days we knew we had to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;When Sam saw the animal train he knew he had to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq05rXt8KI/AAAAAAAAApY/QLyYdsnqrVs/s1600-h/DSCN2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq05rXt8KI/AAAAAAAAApY/QLyYdsnqrVs/s320/DSCN2204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227189220504629410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and the pony ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq054a5C7I/AAAAAAAAApg/hNxEoQ13h3I/s1600-h/DSCN2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq054a5C7I/AAAAAAAAApg/hNxEoQ13h3I/s320/DSCN2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227189224007601074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The concert (Beatlemania) was great. Even Sam loved it. The fireworks were fun, but there was no funnel cake. Seriously people. Daniel said that was the only reason he came. We were all pretty sad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy has discovered the wonders of bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq06EgfNEI/AAAAAAAAApo/vD-5FGvVf7g/s1600-h/DSCN2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq06EgfNEI/AAAAAAAAApo/vD-5FGvVf7g/s320/DSCN2211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227189227252298818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIrCL0Ym7mI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZUGfboLhLh8/s320/DSCN2214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227203825813089890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had lots of fun times with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0Cf0SxqI/AAAAAAAAAow/OxVHXs4wVq8/s1600-h/DSCN2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0C4Z_KkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yoW5TCIzeg0/s1600-h/DSCN2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0C4Z_KkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yoW5TCIzeg0/s320/DSCN2197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227188279111002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0Cf0SxqI/AAAAAAAAAow/OxVHXs4wVq8/s1600-h/DSCN2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq0Cf0SxqI/AAAAAAAAAow/OxVHXs4wVq8/s320/DSCN2196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227188272510453410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And Sam even came home from a boys night out with Uncle Jeris with a new tattoo. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIq7lGVFERI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/NBy7by8Eq9o/s320/DSCN2221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227196563545461010" border="0" /&gt;Yeah, this would be one of the two uncles who drew anchor tattoos on him when he was 2 months old. I need to keep a better eye on these guys.&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/33133132-7186346153144493025?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7186346153144493025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7186346153144493025&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7186346153144493025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7186346153144493025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-bein-cute-were-having-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIqzGbOnwhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/On-uuEk-g7A/s72-c/DSCN2185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-9187848655718532603</id><published>2008-07-20T22:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:04:55.155-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Samuel's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(and Independence Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam had an early birthday party with Daniel's family the week before the 4th because we were going to be in Idaho for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;Sam loves birthdays and especially likes to have "Happy Birthday" sung to him (it's his new favorite bedtime song) and then he always blows out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;He's pretty obsessed with Thomas the Tank Engine right now. He knows all the character's names and is crazy for anything Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRtlKFK7I/AAAAAAAAAno/nsYN18GNpro/s1600-h/DSCN2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRtlKFK7I/AAAAAAAAAno/nsYN18GNpro/s320/DSCN2152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320942422797234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRtYawWiI/AAAAAAAAAng/ErSyw0OlcfI/s1600-h/DSCN2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRtYawWiI/AAAAAAAAAng/ErSyw0OlcfI/s320/DSCN2149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320939003075106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the Fourth of July we had a Hobbs Family Reunion. It was fun to see all the family and spend some time visiting.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why Sammy looks nude in this picture it is because he had just jumped into the wading pool. He is diapered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So we sang Happy Birthday again and he blew out the candle on his Thomas cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRItNwZiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/yl_lJsFvMr0/s1600-h/DSCN2163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRItNwZiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/yl_lJsFvMr0/s320/DSCN2163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320308930536994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got lots of nice gifts. Daniel and I got him a golf set and he LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRI9TPBMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/VORYoqt_xVY/s1600-h/DSCN2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRI9TPBMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/VORYoqt_xVY/s320/DSCN2165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320313248482498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has an excellent swing.&lt;br /&gt;(Look how skinny he is! It's the Chokit Mook diet.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRJRNpSoI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XRWtxqnARU4/s1600-h/DSCN2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRJRNpSoI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XRWtxqnARU4/s320/DSCN2168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320318593747586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Jackson Hole and had a good time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRJ_h_ImI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zfeazDi9HWA/s1600-h/DSCN2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRJ_h_ImI/AAAAAAAAAnY/zfeazDi9HWA/s320/DSCN2170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225320331027096162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw the "shootout". (I have to say I liked it better when it was only 5 minutes and had no musical numbers. Now it has been sponsored by a local theater and it is just not the same.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQVEYTZGtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/WtxBhUW7U7s/s1600-h/DSCN2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQVEYTZGtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/WtxBhUW7U7s/s320/DSCN2179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225324632644066002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always wish I had taken more pictures. If anyone has more pictures of the family reunion please email them to me. I can't believe how few pictures I have of the whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-9187848655718532603?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/9187848655718532603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=9187848655718532603&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/9187848655718532603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/9187848655718532603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/samuels-birthday-and-independence-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SIQRtlKFK7I/AAAAAAAAAno/nsYN18GNpro/s72-c/DSCN2152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1137461589572214000</id><published>2008-07-12T23:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:06:15.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna and Daniel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cubpack34.com/images/webelos_emblem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 132px;" src="http://www.cubpack34.com/images/webelos_emblem.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Honor of Those Who do this EVERY DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; summer long: We Cub Scout Salute You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent the day at Webelo's camp. My first thought is that whatever they pay the poor teens who work as staff at this camp is far too little. This is very likely the world's worst job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, my mom used to say that 10 was the golden age for boys. I do not believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I have decided I am not a scouting kind of person. I may not even be an outdoor kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dialogue that took place countless times today.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Can I do this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. We need to be doing such and such right now.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: But I'm just gonna do it really fast, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, and besides that is kind of dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: I'm just gonna do it for a second though.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Come on, please?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm saying no, and it is time for this activity right now, so let's do that instead.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five seconds later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What are you doing? I told you not to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told the boys that at the end of the day Daniel and I would treat them to ice cream bars. Hence this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: How much do ice cream bars cost?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know. Don't worry about it. It's our treat.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: But how much do you think they cost?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm really not sure. Probably about $1.50.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Oh, well the pocket knives are only $2.50.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh, well, we're getting ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: I'll just take the money and put it toward the pocket knife.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's really not an option.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: For two reasons. First I am not going to let you buy a pocket knife without your parent's permission. And second, when someone offers you something it really isn't polite to request the cash value instead.&lt;br /&gt;Webelo: Well that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it! That little stinker was mad at me for the next two activities. He did finally get over it though. I, on the other hand, am still a little mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive:&lt;br /&gt;I returned home with a greater appreciation for my little terrible two-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;(And a greater dread for his cub scouting years. I will kill him if he ever asks someone for cash in lieu of a gift.)&lt;br /&gt;We won first place for distance in the catapult competition. Daniel is especially proud of this. The boys "built" the catapult last week and Daniel spent a few hours this morning tweaking it. It throws a tennis ball a good 75 feet.&lt;br /&gt;There is a rumor that we're going to be released so that I can be called as a nursery leader. Yes, even that would be a welcome change as there is a definite lack of goodwill around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Law of the Pack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The Cub Scout follows Akela.&lt;br /&gt;The Cub Scout helps the Pack go.&lt;br /&gt;The Pack helps the Cub Scout grow.&lt;br /&gt;The Cub Scout gives goodwill. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/33133132-1137461589572214000?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1137461589572214000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1137461589572214000&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1137461589572214000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1137461589572214000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-honor-of-those-who-do-this-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1524960063699040477</id><published>2008-06-20T12:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:05.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal commentaries'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is doing everything at least twice daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child's daily bath...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Fixing dinner...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Fixing chocolate milk...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes on and off...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Repeating yourself...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Repeating mistakes...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Responding "What?" to "Mom!"...at least twice in less than 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Fixing owies...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking "I told you so"...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Watching/reading the current favorite TV program/movie/book...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Singing the same song...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Returning your child to his own bed...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Getting up during the night...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Wiping noses...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;Wiping bums...at least twice&lt;br /&gt;Saying "Sit down"...at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how many times in day I think to myself, "I have so done this 100 times already today" I am always willing to do it again tomorrow. And that's what motherhood is.&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/33133132-1524960063699040477?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1524960063699040477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1524960063699040477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1524960063699040477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1524960063699040477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/06/deja-vu-motherhood-is-doing-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6732342313147815153</id><published>2008-06-18T14:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:12:40.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have You Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again this is stolen from a friend's blog. I've done everything in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOLD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Been a part of a hockey fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Changed a baby's diaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;7. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;9. Held a tarantula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Said "I love you" and meant it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Stayed up all night long and watched the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;15. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked the stairs to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;19. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Taken an ice cold bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Adopted an accent for fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Felt very happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Loved your job 90% of the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Watched wild whales&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Gone on a midnight walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;42. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;43. Ever bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited India&lt;br /&gt;45. Bench-pressed your own weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;46. Milked a cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;47. Alphabetized your personal files&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Ever worn a superhero costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;49. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Done something you should regret, but don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Started a business (If my own disastrous version of The Baby-sitter's Club counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. Been in a movie (Really just a scene for a BYU film class, but I'm counting it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Gone without food for 3 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;65. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Found out something significant that your ancestors did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Called or written your Congress person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;73. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;74. Helped an animal give birth (Do humans count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;76. Won money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. Ridden a motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing&lt;/strong&gt; (It was only about 45 minutes from Boise to Seattle)&lt;br /&gt;82. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Eaten sushi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;85. Read The Bible cover to cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Changed someones mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Gotten someone fired for their actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;88. Gone back to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Changed your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;90. Caught a fly in the air with your bare hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92. Read The Iliad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;95. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;100. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;101. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102. Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;104. Rocked a baby to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;105. Ever dropped a cat from a high place to see if it really lands on all four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;106. Raked your carpet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;107. Brought out the best in people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;108. Brought out the worst in people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;109. Worn a mood ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110. Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Carved an animal from a piece of wood or bar of soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;112. Cooked a dish where four people asked for the recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Buried a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;114. Gone to a Broadway (or equivalent to your country) play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Been inside the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;116. Shot a basketball into a basket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;117. Danced at a disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;119. Shot a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;120. Gone to an arboretum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;121. Tutored someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;122. Ridden a train&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;123. Brought an old fad back into style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Eaten caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;125. Let a salesman talk you into something you didn’t need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. Ridden a giraffe or elephant&lt;br /&gt;127. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;128. Pieced a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;129. Lived in an historic place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;130. Acted in a play or performed on a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;131. Asked for a raise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. Made a hole-in-one&lt;br /&gt;133. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;134. Gone roller skating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;136. Learned to surf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;137. Invented something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Flown first class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;139. Spent the night in a 5-star luxury suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;141. Visited Africa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;142. Sang a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Gone spelunking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;144. Learned how to take a compliment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Written a love-story&lt;br /&gt;146. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;147. Had your portrait painted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. Written a fan letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;149. Spent the night in something haunted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. Owned a St. Bernard or Great Dane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;151. Ran away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152. Learned to juggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;153. Been a boss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;155. Lied about your weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;156. Gone on a diet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. Found an arrowhead or a gold nugget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;158. Written a poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;159. Carried your lunch in a lunchbox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;160. Gotten food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;161. Gone on a service, humanitarian or religious mission&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162. Hiked the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;163. Sat on a park bench and fed the ducks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;164. Gone to the opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. Gotten a letter from someone famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;166. Worn knickers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;167. Ridden in a limousine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. Attended the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;169. Can hula or waltz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;170. Read a half dozen Nancy Drew or Hardy Boys books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;171. Been stuck in an elevator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;172. Had a revelatory dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;173. Thought you might crash in an airplane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;174. Had a song dedicated to you on the radio or at a concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;175. Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176. Eaten cooked whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;177. Know how to tat, smock or do &lt;em&gt;needlepoint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;178. Laughed till your side hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179. Straddled the equator&lt;br /&gt;180. Taken a photograph of something other than people that is worth framing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;181. Gone to a Shakespeare Festival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;182. Sent a message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. Spent the night in a hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;184. Been a cashier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;185. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;186. Joined a union&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;187. Donated blood or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;188. Built a campfire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;189. Kept a blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;190. Had hives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. Worn custom made shoes or boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;192. Made a PowerPoint presentation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. Taken a Hunter’s Safety Course&lt;br /&gt;194. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;195. Conquered the Rubik’s cube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;196. Know CPR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;197. Ridden in or owned a convertible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;198. Found a long lost friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199. Helped solve a crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200. Played the game "Have You Ever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What have you done?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-6732342313147815153?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6732342313147815153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6732342313147815153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6732342313147815153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6732342313147815153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-again-this-is-stolen-from-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-332019413388449097</id><published>2008-06-12T16:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:12:40.732-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zion Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsMxmAOZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yAmWud7vnAU/s1600-h/DSCN2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsMxmAOZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yAmWud7vnAU/s320/DSCN2075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211135579315517842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week we took a trip to St. George with my parents and Lindsey. Daniel, Sam and I took a bike ride up Zion Canyon. It was hard on the way up, but the way down was fast and easy. We had a great time. Poor Sam was sleep deprived for the whole week and fell asleep in the bike seat on the way down. Daniel has video of that. I'll post it later.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsNL3wR9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/GGBUnFzXlCk/s1600-h/DSCN2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsNL3wR9I/AAAAAAAAAlM/GGBUnFzXlCk/s320/DSCN2077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211135586369292242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rode up to "Emerald Pools" and took a short little hike just to the lower pool. Sam liked going up and down the hills. We saw several lizards and once we saw a lizard and a snake in a stalemate. Neither was moving, maybe because there was a group of about 20 hikers gathered around taking pictures of the standoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsOEuZcbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sG_baPxopcE/s1600-h/DSCN2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsOEuZcbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sG_baPxopcE/s320/DSCN2093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211135601630867890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way down we found some wild turkeys. I have never seen them before and I was impressed at their size. Sam made turkey noises at them and fell asleep about two seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs9uBKwOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5uUL1b1uCLM/s1600-h/DSCN2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs9uBKwOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5uUL1b1uCLM/s320/DSCN2096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211136420169302242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsNh27WzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yVYuDYnZ6Qc/s1600-h/DSCN2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsNh27WzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yVYuDYnZ6Qc/s320/DSCN2090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211135592271403826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had breakfast every morning at the Bear Paw Coffee Company. It was so yummy! I really wanted to try the Fudge Brownie Waffle with Vanilla Bean ice cream, but I restrained myself. Not that the Creme Brule French Toast, the Vanilla Strawberry Waffle, or the Blueberry Pancakes with Home Fries were healthier choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. George has a fun little plaza downtown with a fountain and a little wading stream. Sam loved playing in the water.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs-VfEZmI/AAAAAAAAAls/xMP9QhHwrrQ/s1600-h/DSCN2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs-VfEZmI/AAAAAAAAAls/xMP9QhHwrrQ/s320/DSCN2100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211136430763697762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves Aunt Lindsey. She played with him a lot and took him down a big scary slide at the playground at the hotel. Funnily enough these two have a little rivalry going on. They are best buds and then they fight over the same things. Sam would pretty much share with everyone but Lindsey. He knows she's the competition I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs_EMMt8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Npwj2FnD9-o/s1600-h/DSCN2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs_EMMt8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Npwj2FnD9-o/s320/DSCN2105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211136443301017538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a cute swim towel hand-me-down my mom made for Lindsey. I can't decide if he looks more like a boxer or a samurai. The only reason Lindsey is sharing this with Sam is because it is a little too small for her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs_rE0p5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/N9wqoM4HoOQ/s1600-h/DSCN2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGs_rE0p5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/N9wqoM4HoOQ/s320/DSCN2109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211136453739063186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pool at the hotel was great. They had a kids pool that was only 2 feet all around and Sam had a great time in that. We've been going to swimming lessons and Sam loves to blow bubbles and "swim" with a noodle. He will even go all the way under the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsME5ZGRI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Cap7ClTs1Pw/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsME5ZGRI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Cap7ClTs1Pw/s320/DSCN2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211135567317244178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way home we went through Bryce Canyon. It was awesome. Sam was fearless and we had a death grip on him at all times. It is an amazingly long way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuXvf8O-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/cjPaIflWs14/s1600-h/DSCN2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuXvf8O-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/cjPaIflWs14/s320/DSCN2111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211137966755036130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuXFWW_nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9SeHiVV9BOs/s1600-h/DSCN2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuXFWW_nI/AAAAAAAAAmE/9SeHiVV9BOs/s320/DSCN2115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211137955440557682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our poor exhausted baby desperately in need of a nap. We really wore him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuYjM3TQI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nc4e3c6a6TU/s1600-h/DSCN2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuYjM3TQI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nc4e3c6a6TU/s320/DSCN2121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211137980633664770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuZC8gYYI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bKRQ-jIJhvc/s1600-h/DSCN2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuZC8gYYI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bKRQ-jIJhvc/s320/DSCN2130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211137989154988418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuZSgWL6I/AAAAAAAAAmk/nIzHpgqz9cg/s1600-h/DSCN2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGuZSgWL6I/AAAAAAAAAmk/nIzHpgqz9cg/s320/DSCN2116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211137993331847074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had remembered our camera for all the other fun things we did. We hiked up to see some petroglyphs and had a barbeque with Jeris and Suzanna at her parent's condo's pool. We went to Tuachan and saw the Sound of Music (Really good. It's one of my favorites) and Les Miserables with my grandparents. It was a fun and relaxing vacation. I think I'd like to make it a yearly event.&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/33133132-332019413388449097?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/332019413388449097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=332019413388449097&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/332019413388449097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/332019413388449097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/06/zion-park-this-last-week-we-took-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SFGsMxmAOZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yAmWud7vnAU/s72-c/DSCN2075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2472625903737338876</id><published>2008-05-12T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.553-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Been Decided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;People are always asking which one of us Sam looks like. We don't think he looks a whole lot like either one of us. The computer program couldn't make up its mind either. Maybe he's just a really good blend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/K/storage/site1/files/93/72/62/937262_183610ff3c8284dmn8da47.JPG" border="0" height="470" width="435" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter"&gt;Look-alike Meter&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/blank-family-tree"&gt;Blank family tree   &lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-genealogy"&gt;Free genealogy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-2472625903737338876?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2472625903737338876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2472625903737338876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2472625903737338876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2472625903737338876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/05/myheritage-look-alike-meter-blank.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6148939679141642577</id><published>2008-05-10T17:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:12:40.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travel Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the mood to travel. I want to go somewhere new, interesting and far far away...or even close by. I don't care I just wanna go. There is a lot of the world and this country that I have never seen. Now all I need is a lot of money and a nanny ('cause really, who wants to travel with a toddler) and did I mention the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedCountries/worldmap?visited=CAUSPEUK" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check our &lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/europe/italy/veneto/venice"&gt;Venice travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 219px;" src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=AZCADCDEGAIDILINIAKSMDMOMTNENVNJNYOHOKORPASDUTVAWAWVWY" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own personalized map of the USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check out our&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/northamerica/unitedstates/california"&gt;California travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-6148939679141642577?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6148939679141642577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6148939679141642577&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6148939679141642577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6148939679141642577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/05/create-your-own-visited-country-map-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2756752749736269174</id><published>2008-05-09T10:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.554-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I thought this was really funny. We watched it about a million times. Sam says, "Wanna sing. Watch "hey Dude".  Click on the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=33025597"&gt;Check this out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam got his first skinned knee on Monday. He showed it to me and said, "Mom, my knee is broken." He's very proud of his "owie" and of course he shows it to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired the other morning when Sam came in to wake me up. I told him I was so tired that I didn't think I could get up. He stroked my hair and said, "Come on Mommy, get up. Come on." I rolled out of bed and he said, "Yea Mommy! Bravo!" I had to appreciate the enthusiasm and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam got pretty disappointed yesterday because I wouldn't help him get inside his Little People toy barn. He kept asking me to help him "get inside". It was hard for him to understand that he was just too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new favorite drink is "Chokit Mielk" (Chocolate Milk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is terrified of Cosmo (BYU's mascot cougar). It's kind of a love hate relationship. He is always excited to look for Cosmo at games. He waves and calls his name, but if Cosmo gets close Sam scrambles for higher ground. He doesn't think I offer much protection so he goes for Uncle Jeris (who is tall) or Daddy (who is strong), but Mom probably wouldn't have a chance against Cosmo. We were having dinner with Mike and Dottie after a basketball game when Cosmo came walking into Brick Oven. Sam freaked out. Now he thinks Cosmo can show up anywhere. He looks for him at home, especially when it gets dark. He peers around corners and asks, "Momo? Momo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCSPPaaQ_FI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uLYI7FIPs78/s1600-h/cosmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCSPPaaQ_FI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uLYI7FIPs78/s320/cosmo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198437364842691666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a parting thought. I'm hoping for a better Mother's Day gift from Sam this year. Last year I got two big bruised bite marks on my arm. Happy Mother's day.&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/33133132-2756752749736269174?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2756752749736269174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2756752749736269174&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2756752749736269174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2756752749736269174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-things-sam-and-i-thought-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCSPPaaQ_FI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uLYI7FIPs78/s72-c/cosmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7939155156768739749</id><published>2008-05-07T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.554-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam's Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItF0QZUDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GzFbtm-uK3A/s1600-h/100_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItF0QZUDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GzFbtm-uK3A/s320/100_1285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197766497888981042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We take weekly excursions to The Bean Museum (more on that later) and Farm Country at Thanksgiving Point. This trip we took with our friends Jackie and Elise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItGUQZUEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/G6dJD9HM1A8/s1600-h/100_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItGUQZUEI/AAAAAAAAAjg/G6dJD9HM1A8/s320/100_1288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197766506478915650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elise is braver than Sam and held his hand passing the scary goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItGkQZUFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/la1bEAX8vZs/s1600-h/100_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItGkQZUFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/la1bEAX8vZs/s320/100_1289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197766510773882962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stealing kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItG0QZUGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4SwYcW3QE84/s1600-h/100_1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItG0QZUGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4SwYcW3QE84/s320/100_1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197766515068850274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun time.&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/33133132-7939155156768739749?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7939155156768739749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7939155156768739749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7939155156768739749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7939155156768739749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/05/sams-girlfriend-we-take-weekly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SCItF0QZUDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/GzFbtm-uK3A/s72-c/100_1285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2641782734448940031</id><published>2008-05-05T07:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Workin' Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Daniel and I have started doing a little bit of exercising in an effort to be healthier. Sam has picked up on it. Here he is demonstrating his moves with Uncle Pablo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N4TZf2iI/AAAAAAAAAiw/G8RvBdEYUZ4/s1600-h/DSCN2360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N4TZf2iI/AAAAAAAAAiw/G8RvBdEYUZ4/s320/DSCN2360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196887755939895842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He counts out push-ups. He only consistently counts to three, so we do a lot of sets of three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N4zZf2jI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Pnzx9oKCFys/s1600-h/DSCN2373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N4zZf2jI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Pnzx9oKCFys/s320/DSCN2373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196887764529830450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5TZf2kI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BK-fA4bzsuQ/s1600-h/DSCN2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5TZf2kI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BK-fA4bzsuQ/s320/DSCN2374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196887773119765058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes to finish his workouts the same way I do, with a big treat. This was Daniel's mom's birthday. (Happy birthday Lucy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5jZf2lI/AAAAAAAAAjI/LPpuAnt1mEs/s1600-h/DSCN2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5jZf2lI/AAAAAAAAAjI/LPpuAnt1mEs/s320/DSCN2379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196887777414732370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5zZf2mI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/gXTZDKkdinA/s1600-h/RSCN2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N5zZf2mI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/gXTZDKkdinA/s320/RSCN2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196887781709699682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-2641782734448940031?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2641782734448940031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2641782734448940031&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2641782734448940031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2641782734448940031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/05/workin-out-daniel-and-i-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SB8N4TZf2iI/AAAAAAAAAiw/G8RvBdEYUZ4/s72-c/DSCN2360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-125757640104193743</id><published>2008-04-30T00:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:12:40.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hogle Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jeris and Suzanna had Monday off, so we took a trip up to Hogle Zoo. Some of you may know that Sam is a little bit of a scardy-cat, but he LOVED the zoo. Every animal was exciting and interesting. His favorites included the meerkat (see video), a crazy black squirrel, the tortoises, and the great apes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRoDZf2fI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vMdsZrs1epM/s1600-h/DSCN2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRoDZf2fI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vMdsZrs1epM/s320/DSCN2054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194921549976558066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRozZf2gI/AAAAAAAAAig/0FoxmUD1sxI/s1600-h/DSCN2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRozZf2gI/AAAAAAAAAig/0FoxmUD1sxI/s320/DSCN2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194921562861459970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I need some better pictures of Jeris and Suzanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRpDZf2hI/AAAAAAAAAio/gjY5L1PHlg4/s1600-h/DSCN2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRpDZf2hI/AAAAAAAAAio/gjY5L1PHlg4/s320/DSCN2066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194921567156427282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam played this game with the Meerkat for about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5af5ee69ff359425" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5af5ee69ff359425%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4927482E71FD2302245EFC1E439F395258DA25B6.ADB49A36701A1B4B83CA754CDA9067E71A8E6DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5af5ee69ff359425%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv3Qa3WaFgb9w9wBqmL7nuoj0zgQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5af5ee69ff359425%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4927482E71FD2302245EFC1E439F395258DA25B6.ADB49A36701A1B4B83CA754CDA9067E71A8E6DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5af5ee69ff359425%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv3Qa3WaFgb9w9wBqmL7nuoj0zgQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33133132-125757640104193743?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5af5ee69ff359425&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/125757640104193743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=125757640104193743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/125757640104193743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/125757640104193743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/04/hogle-zoo-jeris-and-suzanna-had-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgRoDZf2fI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vMdsZrs1epM/s72-c/DSCN2054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-811393413112234124</id><published>2008-04-30T00:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:12:40.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tulip Festival 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOODZf2cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mpL94GqXVaY/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOODZf2cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mpL94GqXVaY/s320/DSCN2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917804765075906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point this year, but sadly due to our freezing cold spring there weren't too many tulips. However, we did have a wonderful time just being outdoors and we got to spend the afternoon with some of our favorite people: Aunt Dottie and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOOjZf2dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/7KiU71g7TW0/s1600-h/DSCN2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOOjZf2dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/7KiU71g7TW0/s320/DSCN2028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917813355010514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOPDZf2eI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xFAAikFic9U/s1600-h/DSCN2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOPDZf2eI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xFAAikFic9U/s320/DSCN2038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917821944945122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the best of the blooms and they were very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;See last year&lt;/a&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/33133132-811393413112234124?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/811393413112234124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=811393413112234124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/811393413112234124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/811393413112234124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/04/tulip-festival-2008-we-went-to-tulip.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SBgOODZf2cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mpL94GqXVaY/s72-c/DSCN2025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-32675244620506409</id><published>2008-04-07T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:11:50.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credit where it's due: I stole this outline from my cousin Challis's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two years ago this month(2006): I was impatiently waiting for our little Sam to be born. I was already enormous and had three long more months to go. Pictures sent to Andrew when he was in Brazil at this time had him asking, "What are you guys feeding Jenna?" Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Daniel was "graduating" from BYU. (As an aside, that English class that he still lacks to be an official graduate will be completed this week! Hurray! And only two years later. That's some sort of graduation record in this household.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago this month (2003): Daniel and I got engaged! The day after finals at BYU we went up to Idaho and I got my wisdom teeth out. The next day we decided to take a drive to Yellowstone. I was drugged (Lortab) and we were the only people there and I kept having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night of the Grizzlies&lt;/span&gt; flashbacks. I was sure some beast was just waiting up ahead on every boardwalk. When a jackrabbit jumped out of the bushes, I jumped out of my skin. Other than that it was beautiful and fun. Then I sent him off to Virginia for the rest of the summer and that pretty much sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago this month (1998): I can't believe this was 10 years ago. I was getting ready to graduate from Hillcrest High School. Ashley and I had picked out an apartment in Rexburg, which committed me to Rick's College. Yeah, I know. Most people pick a school first right? Good times ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen years ago this month (1993): I can't even remember what grade I was in. I'm thinking 8th. (We all know math is not my strong point.) That would mean that I was probably just getting the cast off my leg. I broke that sledding at a Young Women's activity, prompting a ban on sledding at church gatherings. Actually, now that I think about it, that was 7th grade. Middle school was a wild rough place. Generally I thought I was pretty cool. We all know I wasn't. Let's all forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago (1988): 3rd Grade? I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Probably reading Little House on the Prairie for the hundred millionth time. I think this was the year my friend Tara introduced me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watcher in the Woods. &lt;/span&gt;Scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I remember my math teacher Mrs. Williams and something about fences. This could have been an effort to teach me about decimals. Hopeless, scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years ago today (1983):  My world changed.  My little brother Jeris was born.  Although I distinctly remember plotting his demise, I eventually have warmed up to him.&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the nicest, most generous, easygoing, fun to be around people in the world. He is sweet to Sam and adored in return. He has a beautiful and kind wife, whom we all love.  He is one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Jeris! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33133132-32675244620506409?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/32675244620506409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=32675244620506409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/32675244620506409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/32675244620506409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/04/credit-where-its-due-i-stole-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4498627265665877057</id><published>2008-04-05T22:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam's new favorite pastime is"hoops". We had to get him a real hoop because we were tired of having to stand there, arms in "hoop" position,  and let him aim basketballs at our faces. He can do this for hours. Daniel went out and bought this one night while I was at work. When I got home at 3AM, Sam came running into the living room to greet me and said, "Bastball, hoops!" and proceeded to show me his basketball moves, completely unaware the children should be asleep at this time of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22de8142902b075e" 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://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22de8142902b075e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75219F0405DAB1FDBDCA440DBB1A7EE3C7DF8C1C.128073AFEB2A7262C062143B4CD3D4CB94E52D82%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22de8142902b075e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMnSaOUNBibBnb3DULUxzGb2vggQ&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://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22de8142902b075e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75219F0405DAB1FDBDCA440DBB1A7EE3C7DF8C1C.128073AFEB2A7262C062143B4CD3D4CB94E52D82%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22de8142902b075e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMnSaOUNBibBnb3DULUxzGb2vggQ&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/33133132-4498627265665877057?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=22de8142902b075e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4498627265665877057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4498627265665877057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4498627265665877057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4498627265665877057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/04/sams-new-favorite-pastime-ishoops.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7519248554804677357</id><published>2008-01-23T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.556-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Boy Moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is turning into a big boy. He's growing up so fast. I've decided to document some of the new steps we've taken in the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-MtCu-aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/p682FZzItc8/s1600-h/DSCN1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-MtCu-aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/p682FZzItc8/s320/DSCN1988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158801023634962850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam was doing fairly well at the whole sleep thing until we spent a week in Idaho over Thanksgiving. When we got home he started rebelling against the crib. He is pretty spoiled and wants to sleep in our bed. First we tried to let him cry it out, but he had a cough and would cry until he puked. Cleaning up throw-up all night long was less restful than letting him sleep in my bed. The final straw came when he began launching himself out of his crib and onto the floor. I decided that the safest move would be to set up the toddler bed, which he loves...just not at night. We're still doing the night time battle. It's not hard to get him to sleep initially, it's just that when he wakes up for the fourth time in one night and it's 4:00 AM, my resolve is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naughty Stool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-NNCu-bI/AAAAAAAAAho/uqaVkdZ2dtU/s1600-h/DSCN1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-NNCu-bI/AAAAAAAAAho/uqaVkdZ2dtU/s320/DSCN1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158801032224897458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been working on not hitting. He gets one warning and then has to sit on the naughty stool for 1 1/2 minutes. This worked brilliantly for a few days. He even went several days without hitting at all. The downside is that now he LOVES the naughty stool. He thinks it's FABULOUS, FUN, HILARIOUS! He pretends to, threatens to, and sometimes actually hits someone and then laughs and runs to the naughty stool for self inflicted time outs. Yet another parenting failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self-serve Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-NtCu-cI/AAAAAAAAAhw/L6bWbMeOpmk/s1600-h/DSCN1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-NtCu-cI/AAAAAAAAAhw/L6bWbMeOpmk/s320/DSCN1992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158801040814832066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-ONCu-dI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Yb5MPKXJaU0/s1600-h/DSCN1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-ONCu-dI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Yb5MPKXJaU0/s320/DSCN1994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158801049404766674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One very groggy morning after a night shift I was dozing in bed with Playhouse Disney babysitting. (I tell myself that I am able to supervise while half awake and that Sam has learned a lot of very useful things from Mickey, Little Einsteins and the Wiggles.) I began hearing a strange plastic scraping noise. I peered over the edge of the bed and found Sam quietly sitting on the floor with an empty cup and a spoon, very diligently eating nothing. "Oh Sammy, are you hungry?" I asked. "Yeah" he said. Poor pathetic child. Poor pathetic mommy. But at least he is learning to be resourceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he is officially a Big Boy now.&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/33133132-7519248554804677357?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7519248554804677357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7519248554804677357&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7519248554804677357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7519248554804677357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-boy-moments-sam-is-turning-into-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R5e-MtCu-aI/AAAAAAAAAhg/p682FZzItc8/s72-c/DSCN1988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4878024014904307598</id><published>2007-12-25T18:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:13:52.557-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas in a Nutcracker Shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5f0fcb35d1ee5997" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5f0fcb35d1ee5997%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525A1B92AB16946A58FA13EB5387B20366E99342.6E0BA7C216E95B177958A986FBC8851710BE678A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5f0fcb35d1ee5997%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D439yBUsoR-7F04SpKrwo2Pj2G2U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5f0fcb35d1ee5997%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525A1B92AB16946A58FA13EB5387B20366E99342.6E0BA7C216E95B177958A986FBC8851710BE678A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5f0fcb35d1ee5997%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D439yBUsoR-7F04SpKrwo2Pj2G2U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life when you are an only child. Lots of attention from Mom and playing "Ring around the Rosie" with your stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GskducA9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/TIIJfwMzmWw/s1600-h/DSCN1947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GskducA9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/TIIJfwMzmWw/s320/DSCN1947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148085591515857874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam has been obsessed with horses for the past little while. He rides anything he can. This includes the arms of the couch, mom and dad, and even dishrags with pictures of horses on them. I knew Santa would have no trouble deciding what Sam needed for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3Gsj9ucA8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/jooPOUdsTPo/s1600-h/DSCN1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3Gsj9ucA8I/AAAAAAAAAgo/jooPOUdsTPo/s320/DSCN1942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148085582925923266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad gave Sam a Christmas Eve haircut and then we headed over to Israel and Melissa's for Peruvian Christmas. Dinner started at 10:00 PM and presents at midnight. After that we had hot chocolate and Pannetone (Christmas Bread) and made it home by 2:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3Gsk9ucA-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/r0AscgNggkM/s1600-h/DSCN1948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3Gsk9ucA-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/r0AscgNggkM/s320/DSCN1948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148085600105792482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GwstucBAI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R-FVQccn6Hw/s1600-h/DSCN1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ddfc5561d55dd2c" 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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ddfc5561d55dd2c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D316D04EFE5C074DEADC5080B6742ECF179F4DA2C.492A85E2986CE10FC38C8E58E4AC6261B5E0E3EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ddfc5561d55dd2c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1k1iG9gT52rlwTqpYdxon6CyrdA&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://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ddfc5561d55dd2c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D316D04EFE5C074DEADC5080B6742ECF179F4DA2C.492A85E2986CE10FC38C8E58E4AC6261B5E0E3EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ddfc5561d55dd2c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1k1iG9gT52rlwTqpYdxon6CyrdA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam caught on to opening presents pretty quickly. It took him a few tries to remember that there was actually a gift inside the box. Pablo gave him a new pair of shoes. I picked them up and put them away with his other gifts so they wouldn't get lost in all the shuffle. In the midst of playing with the farm toy that his Abuelitos gave him he stopped and looked around. "Shoes?" he asked. Right then and there he removed his "Old" shoes and wanted the cool new Converse sneakers on his feet. Then he had to show them off to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3G4ztucBCI/AAAAAAAAAhY/HHfBzjhVh9U/s1600-h/DSCN1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3G4ztucBCI/AAAAAAAAAhY/HHfBzjhVh9U/s320/DSCN1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148099047648396322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GwuNucBBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nZZx1f5CDk8/s1600-h/DSCN1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GwuNucBBI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nZZx1f5CDk8/s320/DSCN1974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148090157066093586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This expression is shock and excitement and wonder. Sam walked into the living room and stopped in his tracks and just stared at the horse. Then he went right to it and petted it and loved it. His expression never changed. He can ride it like crazy. He spent most of the day on it and takes it very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GwstucBAI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R-FVQccn6Hw/s1600-h/DSCN1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GwstucBAI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R-FVQccn6Hw/s320/DSCN1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148090131296289794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&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/33133132-4878024014904307598?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1ddfc5561d55dd2c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5f0fcb35d1ee5997&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4878024014904307598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4878024014904307598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4878024014904307598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4878024014904307598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-in-nutcracker-shell-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R3GskducA9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/TIIJfwMzmWw/s72-c/DSCN1947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7321138828123479153</id><published>2007-12-11T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:14:29.948-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally broke down and put up the Christmas tree. I don't know why we are feeling so scroodgey this year, but we just are not in the Christmas decorating mood around here. Sam on the other hand loves lights and Santa (HoHoHo) and always gets very excited to see everyone else's trees and decorations. In fact he woke up in the middle of the night and asked to go see the Christmas tree. He thinks it is so pretty. He knows he isn't supposed to touch it and is very careful not to. He does get as close as he can and then he blows on it. I think he thinks the lights are candles. (We've celebrated a lot of birthdays lately and he has the blowing out the candles thing figured out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18Sd9V1vDI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ynDJEiEqU8U/s1600-h/DSCN1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18Sd9V1vDI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ynDJEiEqU8U/s320/DSCN1928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142849605372066866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18Se9V1vEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QzKbE0V9LtM/s1600-h/DSCN1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18Se9V1vEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QzKbE0V9LtM/s320/DSCN1930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142849622551936066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Sam's friend Gabe's birthday yesterday and brought home dinosaur stickers. Sam has been enjoying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18SfNV1vFI/AAAAAAAAAgg/CfZRVEdHetI/s1600-h/DSCN1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18SfNV1vFI/AAAAAAAAAgg/CfZRVEdHetI/s320/DSCN1935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142849626846903378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7321138828123479153?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7321138828123479153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7321138828123479153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7321138828123479153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7321138828123479153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-finally-broke-down-and-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18Sd9V1vDI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ynDJEiEqU8U/s72-c/DSCN1928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2312411844763944705</id><published>2007-12-06T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.215-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving in Idaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L-tV1vAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kQM2yShqZgs/s1600-h/DSCN1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L-tV1vAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kQM2yShqZgs/s320/DSCN1902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142842471431388162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent Thanksgiving in Idaho and then Sam and I spent another week just hanging out while Daniel flew out to Virginia to help his mom move to Utah. Sam loved spending time with Nana and Papa and Lindsey and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L_NV1vBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/zOh0I9BPRwI/s1600-h/DSCN1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L_NV1vBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/zOh0I9BPRwI/s320/DSCN1904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142842480021322770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam especially liked playing with Gus. He fed Gus treats and shared his cup with him (Gross, I know). He loved to pet him and tell him to sit. Gus pretty much did his best to ignore Sam, but Sam had the best time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L_tV1vCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QY4wlcq1YU8/s1600-h/DSCN1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L_tV1vCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QY4wlcq1YU8/s320/DSCN1921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142842488611257378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-2312411844763944705?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2312411844763944705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2312411844763944705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2312411844763944705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2312411844763944705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving-in-idaho-we-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/R18L-tV1vAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kQM2yShqZgs/s72-c/DSCN1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-330615972472853427</id><published>2007-11-09T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.248-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and "Ballball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the BYU vs. TCU game on Thursday night and Sammy had the best time. He loves "ballball". The weather was perfect. No wind and the temperature was very mild. We didn't put our coats on until the second half. Sam really likes to yell "First Down!" and raise his arms for a touchdown. He also likes the cougar fight song and does the actions at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RzSlOObo8ZI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ptKU0xoVLg0/s1600-h/DSCN1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RzSlOObo8ZI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ptKU0xoVLg0/s320/DSCN1899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130907539292615058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6efd875760a9de69" 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://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6efd875760a9de69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D6418057347AEF11BF0FCF36D4E2CFC0A768284.157211661E95B26934CFD063C1B59E0A91C3440F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6efd875760a9de69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De0Ofit_Wut9At0Wvja7y30Ywhfk&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://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6efd875760a9de69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330188385%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D6418057347AEF11BF0FCF36D4E2CFC0A768284.157211661E95B26934CFD063C1B59E0A91C3440F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6efd875760a9de69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De0Ofit_Wut9At0Wvja7y30Ywhfk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-330615972472853427?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6efd875760a9de69&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/330615972472853427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=330615972472853427&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/330615972472853427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/330615972472853427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/11/sam-and-ballball-we-went-to-byu-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RzSlOObo8ZI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ptKU0xoVLg0/s72-c/DSCN1899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6362540486901052109</id><published>2007-11-01T12:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween Tricks and Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomxLe3azI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xgbSkoS8LYM/s1600-h/DSCN1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomxLe3azI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xgbSkoS8LYM/s320/DSCN1882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127953752052427570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam was a little frog for Halloween. One day we were at the store and he saw this frog costume. He pointed to it and said, "Oh wow! Wook! Wow!" I figured that if he used 75% percent of his vocabulary to express his interest it must be The Costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomL7e3awI/AAAAAAAAAeo/V-YSQ6zEdyQ/s1600-h/DSCN1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomL7e3awI/AAAAAAAAAeo/V-YSQ6zEdyQ/s320/DSCN1873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127953112102300418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Sam and his friend Lincoln at Pumpkin Land.  These pumpkins were ginormous, but they were also starting to rot.  I'm thinking Pumpkin Land hit its peak around Oct 20th. But we still had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryoq4re3a4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/8CKxg6NS_p4/s1600-h/DSCN1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryoq4re3a4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/8CKxg6NS_p4/s320/DSCN1876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127958278947957634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wandered around the corn maze with our friends Caroline and Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomPLe3ayI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6BLaKD2L9EE/s1600-h/DSCN1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomPLe3ayI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6BLaKD2L9EE/s320/DSCN1878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127953167936875298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam loved running through the paths and scaring birds out of the corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryolh7e3avI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0QfWBFn0jE0/s1600-h/DSCN1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryolh7e3avI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0QfWBFn0jE0/s320/DSCN1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127952390547794674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried all day long to get a good picture of Sam, smiling in his costume. It never happened. He was happy, but so interested in his costume, his shoes, the leaves, the candy, and whatever else was going on that I could never get him to look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolG7e3arI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sfkPkgrnKNw/s1600-h/DSCN1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolG7e3arI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sfkPkgrnKNw/s320/DSCN1862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127951926691326642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The church had a Halloween carnival on the 30th and we all had a good time. Sam likes to carry around his Pumpkin (Bapum) and especially likes candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryolebe3auI/AAAAAAAAAeY/M0tlxNxZmME/s1600-h/DSCN1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Ryolebe3auI/AAAAAAAAAeY/M0tlxNxZmME/s320/DSCN1869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127952330418252514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Young Women had a fish pond and Sam won a monster finger puppet. He was super excited. He ran around the gym saying, "RAaar!" and showing everyone his new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolIbe3asI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jK9Mj95pUaw/s1600-h/DSCN1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolIbe3asI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jK9Mj95pUaw/s320/DSCN1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127951952461130434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolJ7e3atI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jq7_0DZa_Sw/s1600-h/DSCN1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyolJ7e3atI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jq7_0DZa_Sw/s320/DSCN1865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127951978230934226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And now for the tricks&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating dinner on Halloween night we heard a strange noise and then the whole house shook. We opened the front door and the whole neighborhood was out on porches wondering what in the world had happened. Once again disaster has struck our little house. We have these monster elm trees that we want to have trimmed, but it is so expensive! We're talking several thousand dollars. So every time we have a storm we hold our breath, afraid that some enormous branch is going to come crashing through the roof. Well last night there wasn't even a breath of wind, but a huge limb from one of the trees fell down into the tree below it, sending other branches into the power lines across the street. I was so scared. I was relieved that no one was hurt especially considering that it was Halloween and there were a lot of people on the street and in our yard just moments before this happened. The power grounded through the tree and into the ground and shook the whole neighborhood. The fire department and the city power trucks all showed up and closed the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyonR7e3a1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/K_u_aXefnFA/s1600-h/DSCN1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyonR7e3a1I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/K_u_aXefnFA/s320/DSCN1887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127954314693143378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam thought the whole thing was great. The lights, the trucks, the firemen. I was mortified and worried. It has all turned out okay though. We had called the city last year to ask them to cut the branches that hung out over the street. They said they wouldn't do it because they didn't touch the power lines and it wasn't a hazard. So then last night they worked until almost midnight cutting branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyonSre3a2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hQiR5da1xcY/s1600-h/DSCN1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyonSre3a2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hQiR5da1xcY/s320/DSCN1890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127954327578045282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning they came with the chipper and took away most of the debris. They were really great. Very professional and safe last night. I assumed they would only do what was essential and then leave the rest for us, but they went out of their way to cut extra branches and they did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomzLe3a0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/_GE-sxvmMAQ/s1600-h/DSCN1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomzLe3a0I/AAAAAAAAAfI/_GE-sxvmMAQ/s320/DSCN1885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127953786412165954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The good news is that everything is okay and I think that now it might not be as expensive to have the rest of the branches cut. In other good news Daniel got a promotion and a raise yesterday, so does anyone know any good tree cutters in the area?&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/33133132-6362540486901052109?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6362540486901052109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6362540486901052109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6362540486901052109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6362540486901052109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-tricks-and-treats-sam-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RyomxLe3azI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xgbSkoS8LYM/s72-c/DSCN1882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7523542734108879850</id><published>2007-10-23T14:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like we have been so busy lately, but I have no idea what we have been doing. I'm working about 16 hours a week. Usually I work in the evenings from 7 PM to 3 AM. It works out really well because Daniel is able to be with Sam and I do get a little bit of sleep. Sam has gotten to be really good at going to bed and sleeps through the night, usually. One night I got home at about 4 AM I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rx5UCUD0j_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4TdgXEuXvD8/s1600-h/DSCN1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rx5UCUD0j_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4TdgXEuXvD8/s320/DSCN1854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124625824715411442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looked really funny before Sam moved his arm because they were sleeping in the exact same position. Sam must have not been sleeping well that night. I was so tired that I just scooted him over and crawled in next to him. Awfully cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we took Sam to the BYU game. The weather was threatening so we decided to come late and leave early if necessary. We watched the 1st quarter from home and arrived at the game toward the end of the 2nd. Sam was a little overwhelmed. We thought he would love it because when "ballball" comes on TV he loves to watch and cheer. We watched the half time show and by the time the 3rd quarter started Sam was really into it. He was yelling and cheering. He had everyone around us entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rx5UC0D0kAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/YJ7gR-ykO8A/s1600-h/DSCN1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rx5UC0D0kAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/YJ7gR-ykO8A/s320/DSCN1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124625833305346050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the snow began and we decided to leave while we were still having a good time. We watched the very end of the game from home. It was snowing like crazy. The entire field was white. We had a great time. We'll have to go again when it isn't so wet.&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/33133132-7523542734108879850?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7523542734108879850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7523542734108879850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7523542734108879850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7523542734108879850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-seems-like-we-have-been-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rx5UCUD0j_I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4TdgXEuXvD8/s72-c/DSCN1854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2659713638508281144</id><published>2007-09-08T19:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Game Day Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSgF1r91I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ewr-poTkoSw/s1600-h/DSCN1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSgF1r91I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ewr-poTkoSw/s320/DSCN1853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108017113644922706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSgl1r92I/AAAAAAAAAdA/oOxYEM3kFsg/s1600-h/DSCN1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSgl1r92I/AAAAAAAAAdA/oOxYEM3kFsg/s320/DSCN1852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108017122234857314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...(Doesn't he look so big in his jersey!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSg11r93I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g0fPSBJvtyA/s1600-h/DSCN1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSg11r93I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g0fPSBJvtyA/s320/DSCN1841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108017126529824626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's either very disappointed by BYU's loss to UCLA or bearing his testimony. He likes to wear Daniel's missionary name tag.&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/33133132-2659713638508281144?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2659713638508281144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2659713638508281144&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2659713638508281144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2659713638508281144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/09/game-day-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuNSgF1r91I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Ewr-poTkoSw/s72-c/DSCN1853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1302683151752060346</id><published>2007-09-07T13:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:05:46.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdF1r9uI/AAAAAAAAAcA/O7BbQLXO5cg/s1600-h/IMG_3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdF1r9uI/AAAAAAAAAcA/O7BbQLXO5cg/s320/IMG_3263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107550869175138018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdV1r9vI/AAAAAAAAAcI/_tBO6z9qbc4/s1600-h/IMG_3265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdV1r9vI/AAAAAAAAAcI/_tBO6z9qbc4/s320/IMG_3265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107550873470105330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Daniel's birthday on Wednesday. We went to PF Changs to celebrate with Daniel's brothers (Israel and Pablo), Israel's wife Melissa, and Jeris and Suzanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdl1r9wI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hUqYoBVwU7E/s1600-h/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdl1r9wI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hUqYoBVwU7E/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107550877765072642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGrOV1r9zI/AAAAAAAAAco/uMklcgtlZRg/s1600-h/IMG_3274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGrOV1r9zI/AAAAAAAAAco/uMklcgtlZRg/s320/IMG_3274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107551715283695410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam loves to show off his belly button. Can you blame him? It's awfully cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGrOl1r90I/AAAAAAAAAcw/ilpKquBk3FI/s1600-h/IMG_3275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGrOl1r90I/AAAAAAAAAcw/ilpKquBk3FI/s320/IMG_3275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107551719578662722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gonzalez boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqeF1r9xI/AAAAAAAAAcY/LhQweLIaJx8/s1600-h/IMG_3269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqeF1r9xI/AAAAAAAAAcY/LhQweLIaJx8/s320/IMG_3269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107550886355007250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeris and Suz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqeV1r9yI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5toZ_wXC67A/s1600-h/IMG_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqeV1r9yI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5toZ_wXC67A/s320/IMG_3271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107550890649974562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Israel and Melissa&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/33133132-1302683151752060346?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1302683151752060346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1302683151752060346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1302683151752060346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1302683151752060346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-daniel-it-was-daniels.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGqdF1r9uI/AAAAAAAAAcA/O7BbQLXO5cg/s72-c/IMG_3263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-724409076771117822</id><published>2007-09-07T13:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sammy believes in cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl2V1r9qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/s0e6pO54guo/s1600-h/DSCN1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl2V1r9qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/s0e6pO54guo/s320/DSCN1842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107545805408695970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to sweep and mop the floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl2l1r9rI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WyVEddgXYaw/s1600-h/DSCN1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl2l1r9rI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WyVEddgXYaw/s320/DSCN1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107545809703663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I submit this as evidence that he has seen this done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl3F1r9sI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LAWodNBbpXQ/s1600-h/DSCN1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl3F1r9sI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LAWodNBbpXQ/s320/DSCN1849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107545818293597890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to throw things away (i.e. Daniel's shoes), and then un-throw things away. I am constantly finding garbage strewn about and things that don't belong in the garbage thrown away. One afternoon he dragged the kitchen garbage bag out of the can and down the hallway to the back door. He wanted to take it out to the big garbage can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl3V1r9tI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3HCJYQYtt6Q/s1600-h/DSCN1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl3V1r9tI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3HCJYQYtt6Q/s320/DSCN1851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107545822588565202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then after a hard days work he climbed into the bathtub and scrubbed himself. Now that's a kid committed to clean.&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/33133132-724409076771117822?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/724409076771117822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=724409076771117822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/724409076771117822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/724409076771117822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/09/sammy-believes-in-cleanliness.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RuGl2V1r9qI/AAAAAAAAAbg/s0e6pO54guo/s72-c/DSCN1842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-4824130388004506040</id><published>2007-09-05T08:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last of the Peru Pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7F2V1r9nI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0sNaMq-ryvQ/s1600-h/DSCN1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7F2V1r9nI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0sNaMq-ryvQ/s320/DSCN1806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106736564850652786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the last of our pictures from Peru. We have a lot more pictures from the first half of the trip. We got way behind on picture taking. This is at the Temple of the Sun at some ruins just outside of Lima. There were several cultures that built this city of worship over many many years. The Incas were the last group here. This is Daniel, Sam, Jenna, Carlos and Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FUl1r9mI/AAAAAAAAAbA/1BMnZw2GdNE/s1600-h/DSCN1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FUl1r9mI/AAAAAAAAAbA/1BMnZw2GdNE/s320/DSCN1803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106735985030067810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is inside the Temple of the Mamacuna. It is a temple dedicated to women. Young virgins were selected from the people (mostly from nobility) and taken to this temple to be raised by priestesses to either be wives for nobility or sacrifices to the sun god. It was really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FUF1r9lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fMLt7HcOtGc/s1600-h/DSCN1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FUF1r9lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fMLt7HcOtGc/s320/DSCN1798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106735976440133202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The architecture is really amazing. There was a lot of symbolism in the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FTV1r9kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gv232Cba6lw/s1600-h/DSCN1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7FTV1r9kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gv232Cba6lw/s320/DSCN1814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106735963555231298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this dog at the ruins and I thought at first it was diseased, but it turns out that it is just a super ugly breed of hairless Peruvian dog. All the dogs I saw in Peru that weren't strays were dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7F211r9oI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Rky9ypN91yg/s1600-h/DSCN1817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7F211r9oI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Rky9ypN91yg/s320/DSCN1817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106736573440587394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are friends of Daniel's from high school.&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/33133132-4824130388004506040?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4824130388004506040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=4824130388004506040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4824130388004506040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/4824130388004506040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-of-peru-pics-these-are-last-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rt7F2V1r9nI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0sNaMq-ryvQ/s72-c/DSCN1806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7424279540596219912</id><published>2007-08-17T07:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:27:59.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have news from Peru. All of Daniel's family in Lima are just fine. Daniel's grandfather in Ica is fine. Some cousins we had visited in Ica lost their house, but are not hurt. Many of their neighbors were killed. Thanks to everyone who has called us in concern. We are waiting to find out if there is anything we can do through LDS humanitarian services. What a scary thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070817/ap_on_re_la_am_ca/peru_quake"&gt;Link to News Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7424279540596219912?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7424279540596219912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7424279540596219912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7424279540596219912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7424279540596219912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-have-news-from-peru.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7642654651005311825</id><published>2007-08-16T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:27:35.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night there was a magnitude 8.0 earthquake in Peru. Its epicenter was in Ica. Here is a &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070816/ap_on_re_la_am_ca/peru_quake"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to an article about it. They estimate that over 300 people were killed. Buildings were destroyed in many cities including Lima and Ica. A church I remembered seeing in Ica was damaged and is in one of the photos from the article. The Panamerican Highway we took from Lima to Ica was heavily damaged. Phone lines are down so we haven't heard anything yet from Daniel's relatives. I'm hoping everyone is doing okay. Please keep them in your prayers. I'll post an update when I find anything out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-7642654651005311825?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7642654651005311825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7642654651005311825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7642654651005311825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7642654651005311825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-night-there-was-magnitude-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7661681407357846021</id><published>2007-08-13T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Day in Ica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE6jlhidMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Zl4pUweokEw/s1600-h/DSCN1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE6jlhidMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Zl4pUweokEw/s320/DSCN1701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098420636202726594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We met Daniel's grandfather on our last day in Ica, the town where Daniel's mom grew up. We have always talked about how suprised we were that Sam has such light colored eyes. Even though there are a lot of light eyes in both Daniel's and my families, we just assumed any of our kids would have dark eyes. Abuelito Julio looked at Sam and immediately said "He has my father's eyes". So there you have it, Sam's eyes and his middle name come from his great-great grandfather Nieri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE7UVhidPI/AAAAAAAAAao/E7IHs0Itj-o/s1600-h/DSCN1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE7UVhidPI/AAAAAAAAAao/E7IHs0Itj-o/s320/DSCN1760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098421473721349362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting Abuelito Julio was a very happy and emotional moment. Even when they lived in Peru Daniel didn't get to see him very often. Sam loved him and warmed up to him right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE6j1hidNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WbeO8mc_zEI/s1600-h/DSCN1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE6j1hidNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WbeO8mc_zEI/s320/DSCN1711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098420640497693906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We met at an oasis call Huacachina. It was a really pretty lagoon in the middle of sand dunes. There is a legend about a mermaid who lives in the water. We didn't see her, but we did see a statue and read a poem about it all, so that is pretty much proof that she exists.&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/33133132-7661681407357846021?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7661681407357846021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7661681407357846021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7661681407357846021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7661681407357846021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-day-in-ica-we-met-daniels.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RsE6jlhidMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Zl4pUweokEw/s72-c/DSCN1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8348951640378755652</id><published>2007-08-05T11:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.219-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday June 26: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ica&lt;/span&gt; and Nazca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQC1hidAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rNcNTxvzmyw/s1600-h/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQC1hidAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rNcNTxvzmyw/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095277669329826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We traveled to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ica&lt;/span&gt; very comfortably. I wish the plane ride from Atlanta to Lima was as deluxe as this bus. It was about 4 hours to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ica&lt;/span&gt; and two more to Nazca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQDVhidBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Wxqezn4T7YA/s1600-h/IMG_2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQDVhidBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Wxqezn4T7YA/s320/IMG_2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095277677919761426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only post this picture in the spirit of honest journalism. We were so tired! We had gone to bed late as usual and had to be on the bus at 7:00 AM. Sam stayed in his sleepers and the rest of us looked like we should have. But check out how comfortable this bus was. Tons of leg room, huge cushioned seats. I even got to nap. It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTL1hidLI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WlQGfYo3tq4/s1600-h/DSCN1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTL1hidLI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WlQGfYo3tq4/s320/DSCN1695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095281122483532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hotel Austria. We stayed here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ica&lt;/span&gt;. We dropped off our bags and went to Nazca for the rest of the day. It was $30 a night and actually quite comfortable. I love the prices in Peru. The owners remembered Daniel's family from when they used to visit when they were younger. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ica&lt;/span&gt; was so warm and sunny. We were able to thaw out from the coldest winter Lima has seen in 30 years. (Of course the lows were only about 40 degrees, but with the humidity it was cold to your bones.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYSKFhidGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BYu4FdujV6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYSKFhidGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/BYu4FdujV6Y/s320/IMG_2525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095279992907134050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam is wearing his Nazca shirt that his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Abuelita&lt;/span&gt; Lucy bought him.  He stayed safely on the ground with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Abuelitos&lt;/span&gt; while the rest of us adventurers took a little plane ride over the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQEFhidDI/AAAAAAAAAZI/DF77HoNEFI4/s1600-h/DSCN1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQEFhidDI/AAAAAAAAAZI/DF77HoNEFI4/s320/DSCN1639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095277690804663346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-flight at the Nazca Airport. The Nazca lines are thousands of years old. They were rediscovered in the 1930's when airplanes first started to cross the desert here. They were created by pushing the top black layer of sand to the sides revealing the lighter colored sand underneath. It never rains and so the lines are never disturbed. When the wind blows at night the lines seem to clean themselves. It is really fascinating. I had seen several documentaries on the History Channel about them, so I was super excited to see them in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTK1hidII/AAAAAAAAAZw/mbYemLbucEM/s1600-h/DSCN1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTK1hidII/AAAAAAAAAZw/mbYemLbucEM/s320/DSCN1677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095281105303663746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double click on the pictures to enlarge them. This is "The Hummingbird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTLVhidJI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YiQVLW9iC0Y/s1600-h/DSCN1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTLVhidJI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YiQVLW9iC0Y/s320/DSCN1687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095281113893598354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These figures are called "The Tree" and "The Hands"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQElhidEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/NTp7R39Bwxc/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQElhidEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/NTp7R39Bwxc/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095277699394597954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is "The Trapezoid".  This is the line that prompts some people to suggest that these lines were created by aliens and that this is a runway. There are lots of figures in the shape of animals, plants, and humans, but there are also hundreds of incredibly straight lines that seem to go from horizon to horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYSKVhidHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cNTWiWQijkc/s1600-h/DSCN1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYSKVhidHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cNTWiWQijkc/s320/DSCN1656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095279997202101362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is called "The Astronaut" Daniel and I think that it was created later by copycats. It is really different from the other lines and it is on the side of the mountain and visible from the ground unlike the other lines. That is our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTLlhidKI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WSuxLfZsZRo/s1600-h/DSCN1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYTLlhidKI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WSuxLfZsZRo/s320/DSCN1694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095281118188565666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are after the flight, a little airsick, but also STARVING! We hadn't eaten all day because we had to rush to make it to Nazca and take one of the last flights of the day. We had a great pilot and a fabulous time.&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/33133132-8348951640378755652?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8348951640378755652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8348951640378755652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8348951640378755652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8348951640378755652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/tuesday-june-26-ica-and-nazca-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYQC1hidAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rNcNTxvzmyw/s72-c/IMG_2515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8346664226284722656</id><published>2007-08-05T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.219-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday June 25: Bembos and Visiting Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYL5lhic_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/4GYOhIezXoU/s1600-h/IMG_2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYL5lhic_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/4GYOhIezXoU/s320/IMG_2486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095273112369525746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Daniel's favorite hamburger place. It was pretty good. The burger I had was called the Peruano. It had sweet potatoes, onions soaked in lime juice, and chopped yellow pepper (ahi amarrillo).  But the drinks were not intended for Americans. You got one tiny drink with your combo meal. It did nothing to satisfy my Coke addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLH1hic8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7O71HaFKD-s/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLH1hic8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7O71HaFKD-s/s320/IMG_2487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095272257671033794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy had this burger. It had plantains and I think pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLIlhic9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Y7rHokwPFc4/s1600-h/DSCN1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLIlhic9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Y7rHokwPFc4/s320/DSCN1626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095272270555935698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Aleman family. We visited them Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLJFhic-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/BtRg0tDlmrY/s1600-h/DSCN1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYLJFhic-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/BtRg0tDlmrY/s320/DSCN1628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095272279145870306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam loved it when we visited families with little kids.&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/33133132-8346664226284722656?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8346664226284722656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8346664226284722656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8346664226284722656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8346664226284722656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-june-25-bembos-and-visiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYL5lhic_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/4GYOhIezXoU/s72-c/IMG_2486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-636104425743036654</id><published>2007-08-05T11:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Church in Chorrillos and more Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFkVhic1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pgTaIqIoDB0/s1600-h/IMG_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFkVhic1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pgTaIqIoDB0/s320/IMG_2378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095266150227538770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chorrillos is the district in Lima where Daniel grew up. One of the houses they lived in was just down the street from this chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFk1hic2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/EaSy6oAm2e4/s1600-h/IMG_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFk1hic2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/EaSy6oAm2e4/s320/IMG_2412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095266158817473378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Stake President's family. They invited us over for dinner after church. The food as usual was fabulous. Sam even took a nap here and Sister Aguilar made a bowl of homemade chicken soup just for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYGKFhic6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/MTXLnNppl6E/s1600-h/IMG_2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYGKFhic6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/MTXLnNppl6E/s320/IMG_2460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095266798767600546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That night we visited some of Daniel's Dad's cousins. They were so nice. Sam is eating a miniature banana called a manzanita. It tastes just like an apple which is what manzanita means. Sam loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFllhic4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/NiwCH9rUDaE/s1600-h/IMG_2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFllhic4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/NiwCH9rUDaE/s320/IMG_2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095266171702375298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More eating by Sam. People told us all the time that they have never seen a baby eat as much as he does. It's an inherited talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFl1hic5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lVS7G4V4zUM/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFl1hic5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lVS7G4V4zUM/s320/IMG_2483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095266175997342610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam found this truck in a bedroom and they gave it to him. I just can't believe how generous everyone was to us. We met a lot of very good people.&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/33133132-636104425743036654?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/636104425743036654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=636104425743036654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/636104425743036654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/636104425743036654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/church-in-chorrillos-and-more-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrYFkVhic1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/pgTaIqIoDB0/s72-c/IMG_2378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3621657422837855947</id><published>2007-08-04T22:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Dinner, Miraflores and a Gastronomic Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVu1hicyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DfsIToKZznI/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVu1hicyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DfsIToKZznI/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095072816569676578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been so busy trying to get our house ready to sell that I haven't posted anymore pictures of our trip to Peru. On Saturday we had a big dinner with all of Daniel's mom's family. It was so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT4VhicuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sZ4Hf_VeVd4/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT4VhicuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sZ4Hf_VeVd4/s320/IMG_2297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095070780755178210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earlier that morning we visited some of Daniel's dad's family and the house Daniel's parents lived in when they were first married. There were some neighbors who fed Sam saltine crackers. I think he ate about 15 all by himself. What a little piggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVvVhiczI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SHvnaKdvZgI/s1600-h/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVvVhiczI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SHvnaKdvZgI/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095072825159611186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the dinner we took a walk to Miraflores (another district in Lima). We stopped at an ice cream shop and it was "buenissimo". Really my favorite things in Peru were food. I guess I know where Sam got his instincts for gluttony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVvlhic0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fFcnxLcIXKg/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVvlhic0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fFcnxLcIXKg/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095072829454578498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of food, this is Manolo's. They have the best churros and some really huge sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT5VhicwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dVfOTluI0Ts/s1600-h/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT5VhicwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dVfOTluI0Ts/s320/IMG_2312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095070797935047426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls from Daniel's Mom's family posing with all the wonderful food they prepared for the family dinner. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT51hicxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fX-nBwis5_0/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVT51hicxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fX-nBwis5_0/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095070806524982034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picarones (basically scones with molasses) from a street vendor in Parque Kennedy. We visited this park several times for food, shopping and entertainment and did I mention the food?&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/33133132-3621657422837855947?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3621657422837855947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3621657422837855947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3621657422837855947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3621657422837855947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/08/family-dinner-miraflores-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RrVVu1hicyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DfsIToKZznI/s72-c/IMG_2327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3505754995939889998</id><published>2007-07-16T17:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colegio Dalton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8vMnpXcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/HXnae9MJ5es/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8vMnpXcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/HXnae9MJ5es/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087938091816672706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The morning before we went to El Bosque we took a tour of Daniel's old school. His mom and aunts actually attended this same school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv9qcnpXhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gFhOIoIsMTs/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv9qcnpXhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gFhOIoIsMTs/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087939109723921938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel's sister Lucy, Tia Gloria, the Headmistress, and Daniel's mom Lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8vsnpXdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/VWSzVW9g45I/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8vsnpXdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/VWSzVW9g45I/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087938100406607314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Students in PE class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8wMnpXeI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_WQ5Tuj7Kio/s1600-h/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8wMnpXeI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_WQ5Tuj7Kio/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087938108996541922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little boy in class made me imagine Daniel attending here when he was younger.  We made quite the disruption. They had a professional photographer there to document our visit and gave us a full tour of the school. All the students were so distracted. I felt bad for the teachers, but many of them remembered Daniel and his family and came out to greet us. Sam was a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8wcnpXfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RNPcQsLip0w/s1600-h/IMG_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8wcnpXfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RNPcQsLip0w/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087938113291509234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of Daniel's former teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8xMnpXgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/9JU2YhpzCIg/s1600-h/IMG_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8xMnpXgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/9JU2YhpzCIg/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087938126176411138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv9q8npXiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_a5L7I5S-8o/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv9q8npXiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_a5L7I5S-8o/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087939118313856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Daniel's mom at a fruit cart. The avocados and cherimoyas were so delicious.&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/33133132-3505754995939889998?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3505754995939889998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3505754995939889998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3505754995939889998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3505754995939889998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/colegio-dalton-morning-before-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv8vMnpXcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/HXnae9MJ5es/s72-c/IMG_2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-7210279155453673657</id><published>2007-07-16T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.222-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First Day in Lima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got together with Israel and Melissa and got a copy of their pictures so I can fill in the gaps on the days I forgot to bring our camera. These are pictures from our first day in Lima when we went to "The Bridge of Sighs" and the ocean lookout in Barranco, the district where Tia Gloria lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv26MnpXYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RO3VF_3QAY8/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv26MnpXYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RO3VF_3QAY8/s320/IMG_2047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087931683725467010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barranco is a very artsy part of Lima. The buildings are older (much of the architecture in Lima is really modern) and it is a center for folk music and art. It has a reputation for being very romantic. While we were in this little plaza a group of street musicians played an old song and everyone started to dance and sing. It was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv26cnpXZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-h1QaXtLBho/s1600-h/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv26cnpXZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-h1QaXtLBho/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087931688020434322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This old church is famous, there are pictures of it on Google Earth, there are always a lot of Gallinosos (big, vulturey, chicken hawk birds) perched all around it. I cannot remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv268npXaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/CtuL1uNEo58/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv268npXaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/CtuL1uNEo58/s320/IMG_2070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087931696610368930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we all are at the lookout. It is strange that Lima is so close to the ocean. I would forget how close we were, and then all of a sudden there it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv3GcnpXbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Pv-Yhif2K5E/s1600-h/IMG_2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv3GcnpXbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Pv-Yhif2K5E/s320/IMG_2087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087931894178864562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite parts of the trip: eating. This is "lunche". It is an evening snack of some type of bread and something hot to drink. I have to appreciate a culture that schedules about 6 meals a day. Yummy!&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/33133132-7210279155453673657?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7210279155453673657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=7210279155453673657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7210279155453673657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/7210279155453673657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-day-in-lima-i-finally-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/Rpv26MnpXYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RO3VF_3QAY8/s72-c/IMG_2047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8435519239537187587</id><published>2007-07-10T22:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mirabus Tour of Central Lima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjihcFd4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/G9J3zE_oAG0/s1600-h/DSCN1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjihcFd4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/G9J3zE_oAG0/s320/DSCN1608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085799323951003522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left El Bosque at about noon and had lunch at Pardo's Chicken and then we took a double decker bus tour of downtown Lima. It was beautiful.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjixcFd5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zjKD2lkRLdI/s1600-h/DSCN1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjixcFd5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zjKD2lkRLdI/s320/DSCN1616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085799328245970834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the colonial balconies built by the Spanish colonists. They were very jealous about their wives, so they built elaborate balconies that the women could see out of, but nobody could see into. Many are in disrepair, but there has recently been a movement to restore downtown Lima. A lot of the balconies have been adopted and restored by individuals and companies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRlYxcFd7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/7PItxNpmNhA/s1600-h/DSCN1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRlYxcFd7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/7PItxNpmNhA/s320/DSCN1597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085801355470534578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjjBcFd6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/gP6h7UZ5tlc/s1600-h/DSCN1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjjBcFd6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/gP6h7UZ5tlc/s320/DSCN1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085799332540938146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this was either the congress building or the library. (My Spanish is sometimes not so good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRiYhcFd1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MHguRD_XYwU/s1600-h/DSCN1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRiYhcFd1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MHguRD_XYwU/s320/DSCN1613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085798052640683858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the best seats on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRiZBcFd3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/GhEdrvDJ4mU/s1600-h/DSCN1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRiZBcFd3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/GhEdrvDJ4mU/s320/DSCN1602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085798061230618482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33133132-8435519239537187587?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8435519239537187587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8435519239537187587&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8435519239537187587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8435519239537187587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/mirabus-tour-of-central-lima-we-left-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpRjihcFd4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/G9J3zE_oAG0/s72-c/DSCN1608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-2325069850523382926</id><published>2007-07-10T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:27:48.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For a change a pace I thought I would answer the meme Cassie sent me forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Four Things About a lot of Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Jobs I Have Held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Registered Nurse at Utah Valley Emergency Room. Oh the stories I could tell you. People are weird, really weird.&lt;br /&gt;2. Loan Shark. Well, not really, but I was the assistant office manager at Quik Check. Giving high interest loans to those who can least afford them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Intern at the Naval Reactor Facility. Early mornings, long days, creepy guys; ahh memories. But it was good money and sometimes kind of interesting.&lt;br /&gt;4. Night Manager at Papa Kelsey's Pizza. Actually more fun than I had expected. I worked with fun people and got to come home every night smelling like grease. (Okay, the last part not so good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Movies I Can Watch Over and Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gone With the Wind. "After all, tomorrow is another day." I love that show and still fantasize about wearing a hoop skirt.&lt;br /&gt;2. Return to Me. Love the music, love the old guys, good memories, good show.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Gilmore Girls series. I own them all thanks to my wonderful husband who always gives the best gifts.&lt;br /&gt;4. The Godfather I and II.  Violent, I know, but there is something fascinating about the mob isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places I Have Lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our Little House on Twelfth North. It's been an adventure. Amen&lt;br /&gt;2. Our Little House in George Washington's backyard. Alexandria, Virginia for the summer. We stayed in the basement of a beautiful house less than a mile from Mount Vernon. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;3. Our Little (little) House. Our Provo apartment when we were first married was tiny, but we lived right next door to some good friends and it was just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;4. My Little House on Leona Circle. Where I lived most of my life. I love Idaho Falls. It's a good place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Categories of TV Programming I Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cop shows: I know! I love Law &amp; Order, but my dirtier secret is that I even like COPS and all those shows where the cops chase people and I like those shows on court TV with the deep voiced announcer who tells you all about Suzy Homemaker and her secret life that ended in Murder! I just can't help but get sucked in.&lt;br /&gt;2. LOST: Not really a category, but in reality, a category within itself. Confused? Yeah that's right.&lt;br /&gt;I am a Lostie. I love it. Daniel and I watch it together even if we have to tape it and watch it later. It's our thing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Comedy: The Office, Scrubs, Frasier, Becker. I have lots of favorites&lt;br /&gt;4. Gilmore Girls: Again, not a category and yeah I already mentioned it in the movie category, but I Luhove this show. I think it is hilarious and one of the wittiest best written shows ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places I've Been on Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. London: When I arrived in London after my all night 16 hour flight I was a little giddy. I was excited and TIRED! The customs officer had the funniest accent (everyone had a funny accent, they were British, I was sleep deprived, and I found it unbelievably funny). He asked me, "Wot is the purpus of your visit?" and I laughed and said, "What?" He repeated himself, very seriously and I laughed again and said, "What?" Then he said "Are you on 'oliday?" And I said, "No, I'm here on vacation." He rolled his eyes and stamped my passport. Stupid Teenaged American.&lt;br /&gt;2. Peru: So fun. We are already planning our next trip there.&lt;br /&gt;3. Oregon Coast: A beach house with all the family, yummy seafood, walks on the beach. If it was warmer it would be paradise, but it is almost as good.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pella, Iowa. My own little Amsterdam. I really like this little town. Visited the first time with my family on a road trip to Nauvoo. Daniel and I stayed in a bed and breakfast there on the way back to Utah from Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of My Favorite Dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Corn Chower, Blue Cheese Walnut Salad, and a Pumpkin muffin from Mimi's. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Grilled Steak Alfredo from Olive Garden. Balsamic glaze and blue cheese is so, so good.&lt;br /&gt;3. Arroz con Pollo or Lomo Saltado. Peru has good food.&lt;br /&gt;4. Shredded Chicken Salad from Cafe Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Websites I Visit Daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yahoomail.com   &lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever emails me though.&lt;br /&gt;2. blogspot.com   &lt;br /&gt;I visit Lindsay and Cassi and Courtney and then I always feel like a voyeur, but I visit the site of a friend of Lindsay's. I don't even know this person, but her blog is so funny. I read it every day and I feel like we're friends. She has no idea who I am. Is that creepy? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;3. ihc.net&lt;br /&gt;Stupid work&lt;br /&gt;4. livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;My friend Ashley is so funny and I don't feel like a spy when I read her goings on. My friend Debby from high school has a journal here too. I like blogs for keeping up with people. It's so convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places I'd Rather Be Right Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vacation. I like it so much better than real life.&lt;br /&gt;2. Visiting my family in Idaho&lt;br /&gt;3. Visiting Daniel's family in Virginia&lt;br /&gt;4. Ikea: It's my new Mecca. I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Friends to Tag with this Meme&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashley&lt;br /&gt;2. Debby&lt;br /&gt;3&amp;amp;4 Everyone else&lt;br /&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/33133132-2325069850523382926?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2325069850523382926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=2325069850523382926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2325069850523382926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/2325069850523382926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-change-pace-i-thought-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1766592472838557561</id><published>2007-07-09T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Horses and the Playground: El Bosque Day Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-HhcFdyI/AAAAAAAAATw/KCwvmky9pjQ/s1600-h/DSCN1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-HhcFdyI/AAAAAAAAATw/KCwvmky9pjQ/s320/DSCN1521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085335965699241762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had an awesome playground that Daniel remembers from when he was little. Sam loved the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-IBcFdzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5CH7ZsVSunI/s1600-h/DSCN1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-IBcFdzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5CH7ZsVSunI/s320/DSCN1528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085335974289176370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a really cool pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-HBcFdxI/AAAAAAAAATo/WL4zt-wva0o/s1600-h/DSCN1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-HBcFdxI/AAAAAAAAATo/WL4zt-wva0o/s320/DSCN1516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085335957109307154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and I rode Penguino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8XRcFduI/AAAAAAAAATQ/35iLe5FQPr0/s1600-h/DSCN1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8XRcFduI/AAAAAAAAATQ/35iLe5FQPr0/s320/DSCN1467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334037258925794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8XxcFdvI/AAAAAAAAATY/EZULerLFYoI/s1600-h/DSCN1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8XxcFdvI/AAAAAAAAATY/EZULerLFYoI/s320/DSCN1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334045848860402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melissa and Israel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8YBcFdwI/AAAAAAAAATg/MHJuHah6h3I/s1600-h/DSCN1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK8YBcFdwI/AAAAAAAAATg/MHJuHah6h3I/s320/DSCN1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085334050143827714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Israel, Tia Gloria, Sam and Daniel, Tia Mary, Abuelita Lucy, Tia Lucy, Abuelito Israel, Jenna and Tati&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/33133132-1766592472838557561?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1766592472838557561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1766592472838557561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1766592472838557561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1766592472838557561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/horses-and-playground-el-bosque-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK-HhcFdyI/AAAAAAAAATw/KCwvmky9pjQ/s72-c/DSCN1521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-6359454378225487080</id><published>2007-07-09T16:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding Geese in El Bosque: Day Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4gxcFdsI/AAAAAAAAATA/gGEssqsGAE4/s1600-h/DSCN1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4gxcFdsI/AAAAAAAAATA/gGEssqsGAE4/s320/DSCN1449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085329802421171906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone loves me! I am so loveable! I am so cute! Give me kisses! Everyone loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4FhcFdoI/AAAAAAAAASg/gK3rN72RfGo/s1600-h/DSCN1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4FhcFdoI/AAAAAAAAASg/gK3rN72RfGo/s320/DSCN1421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085329334269736578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melissa and Israel with the crazy geese. These geese had creepy blue eyes and would attack your boat for bread. They actually bit Melissa and Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GBcFdpI/AAAAAAAAASo/c3aHpAl3xpo/s1600-h/DSCN1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GBcFdpI/AAAAAAAAASo/c3aHpAl3xpo/s320/DSCN1424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085329342859671186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel was our boat rower. He did a good job staying ahead of the mob of geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GRcFdqI/AAAAAAAAASw/PwwceFjPaZU/s1600-h/DSCN1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GRcFdqI/AAAAAAAAASw/PwwceFjPaZU/s320/DSCN1429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085329347154638498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam wasn't sure what to think. He liked them, but they were a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GxcFdrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/b5ZNNKodyqk/s1600-h/DSCN1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4GxcFdrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/b5ZNNKodyqk/s320/DSCN1447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085329355744573106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking around with Tia Gloria&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/33133132-6359454378225487080?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6359454378225487080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=6359454378225487080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6359454378225487080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/6359454378225487080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/feeding-geese-in-el-bosque-day-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpK4gxcFdsI/AAAAAAAAATA/gGEssqsGAE4/s72-c/DSCN1449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-8331012612067594133</id><published>2007-07-09T15:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.225-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swimming in El Bosque: Day Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwchcFdiI/AAAAAAAAARw/8iWffmh9FD4/s1600-h/DSCN1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwchcFdiI/AAAAAAAAARw/8iWffmh9FD4/s320/DSCN1412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085320933313705506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second day in El Bosque we went swimming. It was actually a really nice day, warm and sunny, but the water was FREEZING! Sam seemed to like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwdBcFdjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/deRE8cqmym4/s1600-h/DSCN1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwdBcFdjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/deRE8cqmym4/s320/DSCN1416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085320941903640114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was really excited and splashed a lot. He only swam for about five minutes because I didn't want him to get hypothermia. I stayed in for a while and had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwdhcFdkI/AAAAAAAAASA/hWFmNx98Nh8/s1600-h/DSCN1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwdhcFdkI/AAAAAAAAASA/hWFmNx98Nh8/s320/DSCN1418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085320950493574722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel wasn't so brave. He never got in, but he and Sam soaked up the rays poolside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwehcFdlI/AAAAAAAAASI/MHwLWvGQmoY/s1600-h/DSCN1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwehcFdlI/AAAAAAAAASI/MHwLWvGQmoY/s320/DSCN1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085320967673443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The brave swimming babes: Jenna, Lucita, Melissa, Lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKxZBcFdmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/HYR1pmNcT5c/s1600-h/DSCN1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKxZBcFdmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/HYR1pmNcT5c/s320/DSCN1474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085321972695791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Abuelito Israel bonding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKxZxcFdnI/AAAAAAAAASY/P6T6cM1wX1U/s1600-h/DSCN1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKxZxcFdnI/AAAAAAAAASY/P6T6cM1wX1U/s320/DSCN1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085321985580693106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are eating yummy lunch. So good! I miss the food.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at the snack bar (which had the same menu basically as the restaurant) because it was convenient and also because we were still in our swimming suits and banned from the restaurant upstairs.&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/33133132-8331012612067594133?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8331012612067594133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=8331012612067594133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8331012612067594133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/8331012612067594133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/swimming-in-el-bosque-day-two-second.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpKwchcFdiI/AAAAAAAAARw/8iWffmh9FD4/s72-c/DSCN1412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-3513660468797679894</id><published>2007-07-09T00:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:15:57.226-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff we&apos;ve done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El Bosque Country Club: Day One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRRxcFddI/AAAAAAAAARI/NjCCbv8K--Q/s1600-h/DSCN1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRRxcFddI/AAAAAAAAARI/NjCCbv8K--Q/s320/DSCN1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085075557537117650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we first got to Peru it was about 6:00 AM, so we went straight to bed and that afternoon had lunch at Tia Gloria's and walked to a really cool bridge and ocean lookout. We of course didn't have our cameras that day, so we are waiting to trade pictures with Daniel's brother who didn't have his camera in El Bosque. We went to the country club the second day in Peru. It is about an hour away from Lima and it was so nice. We had such a great time there that we wished we could have stayed longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRSRcFdeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_xbOo0fUQZM/s1600-h/DSCN1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRSRcFdeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_xbOo0fUQZM/s320/DSCN1387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085075566127052258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and his Abuelito feeding the geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRTBcFdfI/AAAAAAAAARY/maenNk7CaeI/s1600-h/DSCN1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRTBcFdfI/AAAAAAAAARY/maenNk7CaeI/s320/DSCN1392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085075579011954162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam and Aunt Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRThcFdgI/AAAAAAAAARg/HCP0mSdV6ww/s1600-h/DSCN1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRThcFdgI/AAAAAAAAARg/HCP0mSdV6ww/s320/DSCN1394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085075587601888770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sammy was fascinated by the stones in the pavement. He tried to step only on the circles. He liked to touch the little stones and slide his feet like an ice skater. He also liked to chase the pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRUBcFdhI/AAAAAAAAARo/AivLJ9KORT0/s1600-h/DSCN1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRUBcFdhI/AAAAAAAAARo/AivLJ9KORT0/s320/DSCN1403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085075596191823378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a yummy restaurant where we had lunch the first day. The food in Peru is so good and so cheap. The entrees were all less than $5.00 (and this is the fancy restaurant where you aren't allowed to come in your swimsuit. More on that tomorrow)&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/33133132-3513660468797679894?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3513660468797679894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=3513660468797679894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3513660468797679894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/3513660468797679894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-bosque-country-club-day-one-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHRRxcFddI/AAAAAAAAARI/NjCCbv8K--Q/s72-c/DSCN1376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33133132.post-1740958280036240754</id><published>2007-07-08T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:17:30.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Hail The Birthday King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHFIhcFdWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/znmQX_jAvXg/s1600-h/DSCN1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHFIhcFdWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/znmQX_jAvXg/s320/DSCN1736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085062204483794274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy's first birthday was on the Fourth of July. We celebrated a few days early in Peru. Daniel's aunts threw an amazing party for Sam and we all had a lot of fun. Everyone was so kind and generous to us during our stay in Peru. We can't thank them enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHG9BcFdaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4ES2XKTnVno/s1600-h/DSCN1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHG9BcFdaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4ES2XKTnVno/s320/DSCN1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085064205938554274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all the yummy treats. There were so many good things to eat. This is a picture of Daniel's grandmother "Tati", Tia Judy, Tia Mary, Tia Gloria, and Sam's "Abuelita".&lt;br /&gt;Sam loved being the center of attention. He now expects applause for every little thing he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHJvhcFdcI/AAAAAAAAARA/VdjxI9Gex58/s1600-h/DSCN1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHJvhcFdcI/AAAAAAAAARA/VdjxI9Gex58/s320/DSCN1768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085067272545203650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Sam cutting the cake. In the picture from left to right are cousin Angela, Tia Lucy, cousin Silvana, and Tio Aldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4BcFdXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6ObocRVdVEw/s1600-h/DSCN1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4BcFdXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6ObocRVdVEw/s320/DSCN1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085063020527580530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam really had a good time. He crawled on all fours for the first time and then entertained everyone with some pretty great walking. He walked to and from people for a good 45 minutes, giggling the whole time and soaking up the applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4RcFdYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/52BJKNdqzkI/s1600-h/DSCN1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4RcFdYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/52BJKNdqzkI/s320/DSCN1745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085063024822547842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best things about our trip was being able to spend time with Daniel's parents. They loved getting to know Sam and he loves his Abuelitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4hcFdZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/7DJKgKZeiKc/s1600-h/DSCN1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHF4hcFdZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/7DJKgKZeiKc/s320/DSCN1748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085063029117515154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Tati and Tia Judy decorating Sam's cake.&lt;br /&gt;(We have lots more pictures to post, but I thought I'd start with the birthday party.)&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/33133132-1740958280036240754?l=jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1740958280036240754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33133132&amp;postID=1740958280036240754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1740958280036240754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33133132/posts/default/1740958280036240754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaanddaniel.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-hail-birthday-king-look-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna and Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10273408791208317886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/SM6YSDsZUmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/r7rRp9F3H1U/S220/DSCN2256.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_futA54BgRNY/RpHFIhcFdWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/znmQX_jAvXg/s72-c/DSCN1736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
