<?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-5793650859276992050</id><updated>2011-12-04T15:28:35.919-08:00</updated><category term='http://2.bp.blogspot.cohttp://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDJOoB5hCI/AAAAAAAAAis/zrzqsDmM_eI/s400/DSC00042.JPGm/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDJOoB5hCI/AAAAAAAAAis/zrzqsDmM_eI/s400/DSC00042.JPG'/><title type='text'>The Jones Family</title><subtitle type='html'>THE JONES FAMILY</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-6016180298945384179</id><published>2011-12-01T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:12:04.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and Kasey's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a bit out of order - but we'll start with Halloween.  I thought of it would be fun to make Kasey a Bam-Bam costume, but then I realized he probably wouldn't wear it unless it was his idea.  However, his baseball shirt is his favorite of all shirts, so I had no doubt that he would wear this costume.  He was so excited to be a baseball player!  The shoes he is wearing in this picture have now officially become his "baseball shoes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucFBow-lckw/TtgRkHF29sI/AAAAAAAABD4/_YGRqUQg23A/s1600/299222_2018595198669_1657572081_1629127_1528536191_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucFBow-lckw/TtgRkHF29sI/AAAAAAAABD4/_YGRqUQg23A/s400/299222_2018595198669_1657572081_1629127_1528536191_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681310242004465346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Kasey with his cousins, McKayle and Braiden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kl3uOBlYi3M/TtgRkKDYhzI/AAAAAAAABEI/jjIVGaxkgQ8/s400/297540_2018593558628_1657572081_1629123_1148478572_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681310242799388466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kris is attempting to carve his pumpkin...with a saw. I guess the little carving knives just weren't cuttin' it. (Haha, get it?)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlScMj0EaZ0/TtgQox4stLI/AAAAAAAABDo/MLpJ7ukoZdY/s1600/299780_2018601518827_1657572081_1629152_1699606914_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlScMj0EaZ0/TtgQox4stLI/AAAAAAAABDo/MLpJ7ukoZdY/s400/299780_2018601518827_1657572081_1629152_1699606914_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681309222699840690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Uncle Tyler spraying Kasey with silly spray - right in the face.  What an action shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBfgxEjLNsY/TtgQohn082I/AAAAAAAABDg/CEA3ztEfHIA/s1600/308891_2018596918712_1657572081_1629132_592941986_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBfgxEjLNsY/TtgQohn082I/AAAAAAAABDg/CEA3ztEfHIA/s400/308891_2018596918712_1657572081_1629132_592941986_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681309218334110562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping dad carve his pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAisi5LKLrI/TtgQoAC-U-I/AAAAAAAABDU/keUZg2HYEI0/s1600/309610_2018600038790_1657572081_1629144_2018511854_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAisi5LKLrI/TtgQoAC-U-I/AAAAAAAABDU/keUZg2HYEI0/s400/309610_2018600038790_1657572081_1629144_2018511854_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681309209321165794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A whole family of baseball players.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg9JYShQmn0/TtgQnu-e2NI/AAAAAAAABDI/8GYyFRTLFn4/s1600/DSC01042%2BBaseball%2BPlayers.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg9JYShQmn0/TtgQnu-e2NI/AAAAAAAABDI/8GYyFRTLFn4/s400/DSC01042%2BBaseball%2BPlayers.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681309204738922706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris' finished pumpkin. Be warned, this part gets a little gruesome.  Yes, his pumpkin is a cannibal pumpkin, and here is the poor little pumpkin who fell victim.  I'm hoping that this horrific idea was merely prompted by his recent reading of &lt;i&gt;Hannibal.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1CntzO8wvg/TtgQna3PK_I/AAAAAAAABC8/WWCS2CCMxZo/s1600/DSC01052%2BDad%2527s%2Bcannibal%2Bpumpkin.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1CntzO8wvg/TtgQna3PK_I/AAAAAAAABC8/WWCS2CCMxZo/s400/DSC01052%2BDad%2527s%2Bcannibal%2Bpumpkin.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681309199339826162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and Kasey, checking out the Halloween loot. We only made it to a few houses, but Kasey had a good time and made it home with quite the pile in his pumpkin bucket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwh6xtWg0lk/TtgNKZvB8KI/AAAAAAAABCw/7keuJeLKjHQ/s1600/DSC01059.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwh6xtWg0lk/TtgNKZvB8KI/AAAAAAAABCw/7keuJeLKjHQ/s400/DSC01059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681305402285879458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, back to Kasey's birthday.  I still can't believe he just turned 2! It's crazy how time flies.  On Kasey's birthday, we told him "It's your birthday today!" He knew exactly what that meant, and he immediately asked for the fire engine that dad had promised to give him on his birthday (he had seen it in dad's closet). Then he started talking about how we were going to go to "Old McDonald" for dinner. :) We made waffles for breakfast and went to the Pumpkin Patch where he could choose a pumpkin. We saw some animals there, and after learning their names, Kasey decided to talk to them: "Hello donkey!" and, "Hi llama! Watcha doing?" Then, we met dad at "Old McDonald's" and at home he opened 5 presents from the dollar store (we wanted to save his bigger presents for his party).  To be truthful, though, he loved his cheap $1 presents! We had to play with each one after he unwrapped it, and he felt so special getting new toys.  It doesn't take much to please a toddler! We had a good day together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is, devouring a cupcake at his birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3trixzDPubA/TtgNKPQyixI/AAAAAAAABCk/UzxBNOGGN4M/s1600/DSC01005%2BKasey%2527s%2B2%2Byr%2Bold%2Bparty.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3trixzDPubA/TtgNKPQyixI/AAAAAAAABCk/UzxBNOGGN4M/s400/DSC01005%2BKasey%2527s%2B2%2Byr%2Bold%2Bparty.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681305399474686738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening presents with Aunt Leisa and Cousin McKayle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jXAZMFAFxc/TtgNJo0NasI/AAAAAAAABCY/vDnLOf7vMBM/s1600/DSC01012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jXAZMFAFxc/TtgNJo0NasI/AAAAAAAABCY/vDnLOf7vMBM/s400/DSC01012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681305389154265794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture may not seem that significant, so let me explain.  If you look closely his whole face is lit up - this is the moment when his dad is bringing out his new tricycle! (We have grandma and grandpa to thank for that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_K9OdZrbOg/TtgNI_-vV1I/AAAAAAAABCM/gVKldawJ4Cc/s1600/DSC01018%2BSees%2Bhis%2Bnew%2Btrike%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_K9OdZrbOg/TtgNI_-vV1I/AAAAAAAABCM/gVKldawJ4Cc/s400/DSC01018%2BSees%2Bhis%2Bnew%2Btrike%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681305378192578386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tricycle, in all its glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEN6CQ4uxK8/TtgNIg5CdTI/AAAAAAAABCA/QXtNwv9sXv8/s1600/DSC01019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEN6CQ4uxK8/TtgNIg5CdTI/AAAAAAAABCA/QXtNwv9sXv8/s400/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681305369847166258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going for a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXRQ7svPRdU/TtgKzMj0wNI/AAAAAAAABB0/DfVMp0EbGB0/s1600/DSC01023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXRQ7svPRdU/TtgKzMj0wNI/AAAAAAAABB0/DfVMp0EbGB0/s400/DSC01023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681302804588970194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It even has a compartment to put his new dinosaurs! (Sidenote for parents: If you are looking for a tricyle, this tricycle is so well designed.  It has feet rests if your kid's feet can't reach the pedals. You can push and steer for longer walks. There is a seatbelt to strap your kid in for safety, plus a zippered backpack and buckets.  Kasey has loved it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyWZo9LIY2c/TtgKytPyfXI/AAAAAAAABBo/Pgd42GWydnM/s1600/DSC01024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyWZo9LIY2c/TtgKytPyfXI/AAAAAAAABBo/Pgd42GWydnM/s400/DSC01024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681302796183436658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's new firetruck! Some of Kris' old family neighbors gave this to us when their kid outgrew it! It was so generous and so timely of them - Kasey LOVES firetrucks. At first, he didn't know exactly what a fire-fighter did; he just knew that fire engines go &lt;i&gt;fast&lt;/i&gt;! We're trying to explain, though. The other day, he did said, "I'm a fire fighter.  I help the people!" Then later he said, "So they don't get fire on their clothes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZGIUo3w8ek/TtgKyUrQ41I/AAAAAAAABBc/2IoTgWQ5u6g/s1600/DSC01028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZGIUo3w8ek/TtgKyUrQ41I/AAAAAAAABBc/2IoTgWQ5u6g/s400/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681302789587788626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing out the candles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Riw2LqL98Rg/TtgKxk6WpTI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fqjlLnhRHa4/s1600/DSC01034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Riw2LqL98Rg/TtgKxk6WpTI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fqjlLnhRHa4/s400/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681302776766178610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmm!  Cake with chocolate frosting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0obsK1ffNgc/TtgKxeaFVyI/AAAAAAAABBE/PWxP0YwJFYY/s1600/DSC01037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0obsK1ffNgc/TtgKxeaFVyI/AAAAAAAABBE/PWxP0YwJFYY/s400/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681302775020214050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for our walk!  (I think we won't be needing the stroller much any more!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_3hxtChME8/TtgJo_ZfgtI/AAAAAAAABA0/QVFT88ZLH2c/s1600/DSC01038%2BGoing%2Bfor%2Ba%2Bride.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_3hxtChME8/TtgJo_ZfgtI/AAAAAAAABA0/QVFT88ZLH2c/s400/DSC01038%2BGoing%2Bfor%2Ba%2Bride.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681301529745654482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey in his firetruck - I love this picture, especially how the fall leaves make a nice frame. We are so lucky to have a backyard, however small it may be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KteaA7nvxw/TtgJoF22RKI/AAAAAAAABAo/OoAbxEcObRo/s1600/DSC01039%2BIn%2BFire%2BEngine.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KteaA7nvxw/TtgJoF22RKI/AAAAAAAABAo/OoAbxEcObRo/s400/DSC01039%2BIn%2BFire%2BEngine.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681301514299524258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey at the aviary, all bundled up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dDkb8uOnSI/TtgJnucLeII/AAAAAAAABAc/rtrS7nUZKB0/s1600/DSC01061.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dDkb8uOnSI/TtgJnucLeII/AAAAAAAABAc/rtrS7nUZKB0/s400/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681301508013652098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading books with dad. Molly wanted to hear the story, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgzOj83yUeU/TtgJm-HMCMI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gSTjjXwyprw/s1600/DSC01065.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgzOj83yUeU/TtgJm-HMCMI/AAAAAAAABAQ/gSTjjXwyprw/s400/DSC01065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681301495040706754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey spread out his blanket in front of the heater (our new favorite spot in the house, now that it's winter and our house is "like a cheese-grater" according to Kris). Then, of course, Molly came and plopped down right on his blanket!  Kasey wanted Molly to move, but then I told him that Molly's just like a big pillow.  He snuggled right up after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfmLz0WjqrA/TtgJmuKpUrI/AAAAAAAABAE/S1NQgrxCyK0/s1600/DSC01073.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfmLz0WjqrA/TtgJmuKpUrI/AAAAAAAABAE/S1NQgrxCyK0/s400/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681301490760241842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey trying on dad's cowboy boots. This is an older picture, but I wanted to include it on the blog anyway. This was back from Kris' work party with Ivory homes. As you can see, the theme was Western.  They gave us free passes to go to Heritage Park that day.  Ironically enough, Kris had to work, but Kasey and I enjoyed the park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BB3xtHWiaMA/TrytSaG2MuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/k0dbrL1tahc/s1600/Cowboy%2BKasey.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BB3xtHWiaMA/TrytSaG2MuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/k0dbrL1tahc/s400/Cowboy%2BKasey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673600162337272546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would end with a few (okay quite a few - I have a lot of catching up to do!) of the fun things Kasey has said or done lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kasey's grandpa came home from working, and he said to Kasey, "I'm dirty, huh?" Kasey replied, "You sure am!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I asked him if he wanted some eggs, and he answered politely, "Sure, I'll have a few eggs."  He sounds so grown up sometimes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He put his banana in a bowl and said, "The banana's in timeout.  It's in trouble!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He never sits still unless he's sleeping.  He always has to be doing something.  One of his favorite things is to run in circles. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's still learning how to communicate what he wants.  Combined with his stubborn and independence streak, he's had some tantrum moments. For example, he has to open the door to the car, climb in by himself, buckle himself, get out by himself, close the door to the car, and open the door to the house, and sometimes go in the door before mom does.  If all this doesn't go according to his plan, there's a tantrum. :) We're both learning a lot! We've been working through it, though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One morning, we heard him singing songs in his bed at the top of his lungs – Mary Had a Little Lamb, Eensey Weensy Spider, etc.  Kris finally rolled out of bed to go get him, and he wasn’t in his bed – he had dragged his blanket and was on the couch, looking out the window singing by himself!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;He loves to sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Kasey likes to boss us around: "Mom, sit down right there!"  "Mom drink your juice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day, Kris said, “Kasey, put that banana peel in the trash and then you can come and watch me cook the eggs.”&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Kasey responded, “Ok dad I will do that plan!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: -24px; font-family: Wingdings; "&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He climbed up on the toy cupboards at Grandma's and said, “Holy Cow! I’m high!”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He also climbed on top of a cooler, and pretending to be on top of the temple said, "I'm Angel Moroni!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One morning, Kris asked him if he wanted a waffle. He said, “Yeah!”&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Then he said, “Dad can have a waffle, and mom can have egg!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: -24px; font-family: Wingdings; "&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt; Apparently dad gets more privileges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: -24px; font-family: Symbol; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I believe on that same day as the waffle incident, he told me I was nice mom, twice.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Then, he told me that I had a pretty shirt (he saw my purple beads.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Talk about making your mom feel good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day he said, “I love you mom!” He hugged me and said, “You’re my best friend!”&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;So sweet! That totally makes up for the tantrums! He told Kris that he was his best friend, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my hair down, and Kasey said, “Mom, make your hair nice!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;Put your hair in a ponytail!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;I also thought I would mention that his height and weight are in the 15th percentile, but his head is in the 75th.  I thought this was so funny. No wonder we can't get his shirts over his head!  :) Big head, little body. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: -24px; "&gt;His current favorite songs (that he wants to hear over and over and over again) are the Lion King song and Praise to the Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;As any mom knows, motherhood can be so challenging, but there are so many wonderful, precious moments that make it so worth it!  I'm so grateful that I've had a chance to be a mom.  I feel like I'm learning and growing so much. Kasey helps me slow down sometimes and recognize all the wonder and joy of living. What a blessing to have him in our home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -24px;"&gt;As&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -24px;"&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&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/5793650859276992050-6016180298945384179?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/6016180298945384179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-and-kaseys-birthday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6016180298945384179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6016180298945384179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-and-kaseys-birthday.html' title='Halloween and Kasey&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucFBow-lckw/TtgRkHF29sI/AAAAAAAABD4/_YGRqUQg23A/s72-c/299222_2018595198669_1657572081_1629127_1528536191_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4191486104577605909</id><published>2011-11-17T12:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:52:54.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch-up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be prepared for a whole bunch of pictures! I've found pictures are the easiest way to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what have we been up to?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Kasey, for one, has been putting his pants on his head, apparently. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMEtmo-ChaI/TsV-lQ6UH9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/UvPiuBZFShg/s1600/DSC00867.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMEtmo-ChaI/TsV-lQ6UH9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/UvPiuBZFShg/s400/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082084030193618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've also been camping/boating at Echo Reservoir. Here is Kasey at our campsite, looking mischievous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4WjoU0YkpE/TsV-k3MeZkI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yD_OeLGPp0k/s1600/DSC00868%2BEcho%2BResevior.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4WjoU0YkpE/TsV-k3MeZkI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yD_OeLGPp0k/s400/DSC00868%2BEcho%2BResevior.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082077127042626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Molly, snuggled up in the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEax-jFjQsI/TsV-khyOGXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/EcD6sd-zW_w/s1600/DSC00869.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEax-jFjQsI/TsV-khyOGXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/EcD6sd-zW_w/s400/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082071379777906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey, also snuggled up in the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMwmr__-4Zw/TsV-jmP-nuI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_VYAXrGGqck/s1600/DSC00873.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMwmr__-4Zw/TsV-jmP-nuI/AAAAAAAAA_U/_VYAXrGGqck/s400/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082055398465250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Kasey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BagsEJKzWMQ/TsV-jazlRbI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NNL-AuKUWx0/s1600/DSC00877.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BagsEJKzWMQ/TsV-jazlRbI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NNL-AuKUWx0/s400/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676082052326573490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great trip, making yummy camp food (cobbler, dough boys, s'mores, tinfoil dinners, etc.), boating and wakeboarding, and enjoying the lakeside view (as well as the riotous company of our camper/trailer neighbors - we won't call them rednecks :)). The only bummer was that Kris had to work one of the days while we were there, but we survived without him - barely!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris' work had a contest for the best pic of an Ivory home, so Kris talked me into turning Kasey into our little poster child.  Here he is saying, "Step into my office; let me tell you what Ivory has to offer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_39EhYpY2-c/TsV8lpzlDzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/cVGbiUrBpso/s1600/DSC00895%2BNew%2BCool%2BIvory.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_39EhYpY2-c/TsV8lpzlDzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/cVGbiUrBpso/s400/DSC00895%2BNew%2BCool%2BIvory.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676079891689574194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"New. Cool. Ivory."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8UCM7jKe0Q/TsV8lEk0VfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/t2F_ikZz8bg/s1600/DSC00901.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8UCM7jKe0Q/TsV8lEk0VfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/t2F_ikZz8bg/s400/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676079881695548914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Kasey enjoying a bit of bribery. I kept trying to get him to say "New Cool Ivory" on camera with his glasses on. Talk about difficult! Kasey has somewhat of a stubborn, independent nature (as does his mom), and he did not want to keep his glasses on! So, I offered him a sucker, which still didn't help. At one point, he took the sucker and ran off with it! Then, he finally said "New Cool Ivory" right after bursting into tears. Sigh. What an awful mom I am! It is a funny bunch of scenes to watch on camera, though, and all's well that ends well.  I mean, doesn't Kasey look happy now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fOXohHVuc0/TsV8k2sVhiI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Im1br-JUQJY/s1600/DSC00903%2BBribery.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fOXohHVuc0/TsV8k2sVhiI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Im1br-JUQJY/s400/DSC00903%2BBribery.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676079877968987682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who says that high heels are just for girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2gGoTIM2l4/TsV8j0YsDgI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xxqFLiN9G78/s1600/DSC00858%2BKasey%2Bwearing%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoes.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2gGoTIM2l4/TsV8j0YsDgI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xxqFLiN9G78/s400/DSC00858%2BKasey%2Bwearing%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoes.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676079860169838082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3rW43aD77o/TsV8jtYXDII/AAAAAAAAA-M/BqYowRJELn0/s1600/DSC00905%2BWearing%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoes%2Bagain%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3rW43aD77o/TsV8jtYXDII/AAAAAAAAA-M/BqYowRJELn0/s400/DSC00905%2BWearing%2Bmom%2527s%2Bshoes%2Bagain%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676079858289413250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temple Square Visit! We are so lucky to be minutes away from the Salt Lake City temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yzAcKjtdA_w/TsV7hO0lgzI/AAAAAAAAA-A/698kCjPAeVc/s1600/DSC00919.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yzAcKjtdA_w/TsV7hO0lgzI/AAAAAAAAA-A/698kCjPAeVc/s400/DSC00919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676078716214936370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and Kasey near the temple doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a5E5kOI19FA/TsV7gjfrL1I/AAAAAAAAA90/62zNW-PaeBQ/s1600/DSC00920%2BTemple%2Bsq%2Bwith%2Bdad.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a5E5kOI19FA/TsV7gjfrL1I/AAAAAAAAA90/62zNW-PaeBQ/s400/DSC00920%2BTemple%2Bsq%2Bwith%2Bdad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676078704584503122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2HBAv0-acA/TsV7gV7GddI/AAAAAAAAA9o/b1bio9CtbPw/s1600/DSC00922.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2HBAv0-acA/TsV7gV7GddI/AAAAAAAAA9o/b1bio9CtbPw/s400/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676078700941440466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, if you ever venture to the SL temple grounds, there is an impressive presentation on the family in the North Visitor's Center.  We highly recommend it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqWWlMDcSeg/TsV7fnRWlgI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xPT-iBlIdwQ/s1600/DSC00925.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqWWlMDcSeg/TsV7fnRWlgI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xPT-iBlIdwQ/s400/DSC00925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676078688418305538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAab9DuSFSw/TsV7fcoK0zI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/CTAtNpz94Ig/s1600/DSC00927.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAab9DuSFSw/TsV7fcoK0zI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/CTAtNpz94Ig/s400/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676078685561213746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Kasey could choose what he wore everyday, this would be it: Hat, swimwear, snowboots. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWyoArIsGjk/TsV6Om4YWfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/an-NArseQ_U/s1600/DSC00932%2BIf%2BKasey%2Bcould%2Bdress%2Bhimself.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWyoArIsGjk/TsV6Om4YWfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/an-NArseQ_U/s400/DSC00932%2BIf%2BKasey%2Bcould%2Bdress%2Bhimself.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676077296744159730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a family boating trip to Jordanelle and stayed in our friends' condo.  We had the best little get-away, even if it was for just one night.  We also learned that there was an Earth Festival just across the lake. Here Kasey is meeting a bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k9Hay4S2XEI/TsV6N970UrI/AAAAAAAAA84/MgLS6tWp5QM/s1600/DSC00935.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k9Hay4S2XEI/TsV6N970UrI/AAAAAAAAA84/MgLS6tWp5QM/s400/DSC00935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676077285752722098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's new hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkJzUHe9WtI/TsV6NrFGixI/AAAAAAAAA8s/30Ic0c7KaAs/s1600/DSC00938.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkJzUHe9WtI/TsV6NrFGixI/AAAAAAAAA8s/30Ic0c7KaAs/s400/DSC00938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676077280691391250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fishing with dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGWVD_Gp4J0/TsV6NDNddBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/O3jsFyUsKHA/s1600/DSC00939.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGWVD_Gp4J0/TsV6NDNddBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/O3jsFyUsKHA/s400/DSC00939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676077269989028882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were impressed with the festival: it was both fun and educational. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Kasey's new favorite activities: covering Molly with blankets.  He will spend a full 10 minutes situating the blanket (s) just right, all while Molly lays still. :) Then he snuggles up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJIwh_jUahQ/TsV6MztVfjI/AAAAAAAAA8U/b0ocSqHWT30/s1600/DSC00908.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJIwh_jUahQ/TsV6MztVfjI/AAAAAAAAA8U/b0ocSqHWT30/s400/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676077265827757618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Molly does cause me grief and trouble from time to time (ok, daily); however, this right here is the best reason to keep her around. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7QeGFEpMRo/TsV5OY7W7SI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GpbIzI2ot7g/s1600/DSC00944.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7QeGFEpMRo/TsV5OY7W7SI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GpbIzI2ot7g/s400/DSC00944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076193486925090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheeler Farm Visit: Kasey with his friend Persy. Wheeler Farm is an authentic farm with ducks, pigs, goats, horses, cows, chickens, bunnies, tractors, haybales, etc. Complete with a wagon ride, it is a blast for kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev67oc2WTP0/TsV5NwDqDnI/AAAAAAAAA74/NGvHeZoD2Yg/s1600/DSC00949%2BPersy%2Band%2BKasey.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev67oc2WTP0/TsV5NwDqDnI/AAAAAAAAA74/NGvHeZoD2Yg/s400/DSC00949%2BPersy%2Band%2BKasey.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076182515879538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Testing out the tractor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmIdcvJk-OU/TsV5NhCkGvI/AAAAAAAAA7s/M6dnWDdLfqs/s1600/DSC00950.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmIdcvJk-OU/TsV5NhCkGvI/AAAAAAAAA7s/M6dnWDdLfqs/s400/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076178484763378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wagonride time- two cute toddler grins! (Why the bandaid? One of Kasey's many. This time, he will tell you, he "fell down the boat ramp.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQLGMHIHMUI/TsV5M_HK4CI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zUFyMpiSRvs/s1600/DSC00954%2BWagon%2BRide.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQLGMHIHMUI/TsV5M_HK4CI/AAAAAAAAA7g/zUFyMpiSRvs/s400/DSC00954%2BWagon%2BRide.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076169377275938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why sleeping children are so precious. Perhaps it's because this is the only time all day that we see them so still and calm. :) (And the only time moms really get anything done! :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG1KlpWZNlM/TsV5Mr_y_mI/AAAAAAAAA7U/sILNAZO3PoY/s1600/DSC00911.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG1KlpWZNlM/TsV5Mr_y_mI/AAAAAAAAA7U/sILNAZO3PoY/s400/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076164246077026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jYXR7bZmPI/TsV4K4XuHvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/byjlBKSzKCs/s1600/DSC00941.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jYXR7bZmPI/TsV4K4XuHvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/byjlBKSzKCs/s400/DSC00941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676075033696280306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1lrENvzz1g/TsV4KTyafwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NQ43pa9ulL4/s1600/DSC00955.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1lrENvzz1g/TsV4KTyafwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NQ43pa9ulL4/s1600/DSC00955.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p1lrENvzz1g/TsV4KTyafwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NQ43pa9ulL4/s400/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676075023876128514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tried potty training. Kasey had told me several times that he needed to poop on the potty, and then went on the potty right afterwards! I thought I would see if he was ready to be potty trained. So, we tried for 2 days, and then promptly decided to wait until Kasey is older. :) He was so excited about wearing big boy underwear with Pooh Bear, watching potty movies, and reading potty books, but when it came time to sitting on the potty for a length of time, he wasn't up for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEebT6H3BE/TsV4KOxrRSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/98wuZmlcNKM/s1600/DSC00959.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEebT6H3BE/TsV4KOxrRSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/98wuZmlcNKM/s400/DSC00959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676075022530856226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big boy undies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDr--surIR0/TsV4JIOwThI/AAAAAAAAA6k/A1WNOK-B9Jc/s1600/DSC00960.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDr--surIR0/TsV4JIOwThI/AAAAAAAAA6k/A1WNOK-B9Jc/s400/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676075003593903634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason, this picture just makes me laugh. Don't ask me why he has a beanie and jacket but no pants. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vLbJcYu-DM/TsV4I8ATb4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/qZbYDVVCVyE/s1600/DSC00971%2BLOL%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vLbJcYu-DM/TsV4I8ATb4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/qZbYDVVCVyE/s400/DSC00971%2BLOL%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676075000312065922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_GdQ5eHhUM/TsV3NemfnWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/RV7FOJjLpso/s1600/DSC00972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w_GdQ5eHhUM/TsV3NemfnWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/RV7FOJjLpso/s400/DSC00972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676073978806902114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and dad, looking out the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sihwJJ6LI_c/TsV3M9VwRbI/AAAAAAAAA58/kbmdlayrPP4/s1600/DSC00973%2BKasey%2Band%2BDad.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sihwJJ6LI_c/TsV3M9VwRbI/AAAAAAAAA58/kbmdlayrPP4/s400/DSC00973%2BKasey%2Band%2BDad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676073969878320562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Kasey's favorite perches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ZzhriSkdM/TsV3MoKSmhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/G-AVkB-zTHs/s1600/DSC00977.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ZzhriSkdM/TsV3MoKSmhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/G-AVkB-zTHs/s400/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676073964193094162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a beautiful fall hike up Big Cottonwood Canyon. We passed Silver Lake, and hiked up to Twin Lakes. It was gorgeous!  Poor Kasey was sick that day, but still he was as happy as can be to be hiking outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgIzwSssJ6Y/TsV3L7dl2mI/AAAAAAAAA5k/1m6fDfXOnsc/s1600/DSC00979.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgIzwSssJ6Y/TsV3L7dl2mI/AAAAAAAAA5k/1m6fDfXOnsc/s400/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676073952194452066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silver Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Le_7DTRJKR8/TsV3LjuMzMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kKXejAe3EFM/s1600/DSC00980.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Le_7DTRJKR8/TsV3LjuMzMI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/kKXejAe3EFM/s400/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676073945821662402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the Trailhead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GdAiINr7QiM/TsV2Mh83aKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/BNuS73GDv68/s1600/DSC00983.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GdAiINr7QiM/TsV2Mh83aKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/BNuS73GDv68/s400/DSC00983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676072863014545570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking down on Silver Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S-fQ3LS7V-s/TsV2MDOCHKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/cGkQZiJae1Q/s1600/DSC00986.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S-fQ3LS7V-s/TsV2MDOCHKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/cGkQZiJae1Q/s400/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676072854765051042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the Twin Lakes. Kris decided to be extra adventurous and forge ahead past the lake and up to the saddle between the two mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYoxhHqUI7o/TsV2Lyc4EKI/AAAAAAAAA40/QM8qKlA6-b4/s1600/DSC00987.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYoxhHqUI7o/TsV2Lyc4EKI/AAAAAAAAA40/QM8qKlA6-b4/s400/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676072850263904418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From here, he could see both lakes, hence the name. While Kris climbed, Kasey and I stayed and threw rocks into the water. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-No4C24Iei-0/TsV2LDupvoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EZyFE2Wokok/s1600/DSC00993.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-No4C24Iei-0/TsV2LDupvoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EZyFE2Wokok/s400/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676072837721996930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love fall hiking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6D683e9bgMM/TsV2K-55iSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/SBk8Zj4rz5s/s1600/DSC00998.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6D683e9bgMM/TsV2K-55iSI/AAAAAAAAA4c/SBk8Zj4rz5s/s400/DSC00998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676072836426991906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next blog: Kasey's B-day and Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-4191486104577605909?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/4191486104577605909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4191486104577605909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4191486104577605909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/catch-up.html' title='Catch-up!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMEtmo-ChaI/TsV-lQ6UH9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/UvPiuBZFShg/s72-c/DSC00867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-6416840597062797451</id><published>2011-11-10T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:22:57.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Locks of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13 inches, 2 ponytails, 1 happy little girl - I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfCwxsxycTA/TrxsDSDuH8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Kp-GjKoB2l0/s1600/DSC00653%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfCwxsxycTA/TrxsDSDuH8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Kp-GjKoB2l0/s400/DSC00653%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673528434222833602" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7KHNhaFymo/TrxspcVe4CI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HechXG7DNwg/s400/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673529089816715298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I think Kasey has his mom's hair. :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OZNhAGnpy0/TrxrRLH9ecI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Zzliiqw8j_0/s400/DSC00747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527573368109506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxDDK1O5zWM/TrxsDEkI94I/AAAAAAAAAzw/-I9TnNJtGV8/s1600/DSC00746.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COblpUXoK1Q/TrxrQhs_NHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tV_Zw3CnyLk/s1600/DSC00752.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COblpUXoK1Q/TrxrQhs_NHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tV_Zw3CnyLk/s400/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527562249122930" /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris wants to show everyone that he can grow hair, too! Below is his hair from when he had a mullet (from ONE of the times he had a mullet, I should say).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfCwxsxycTA/TrxsDSDuH8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Kp-GjKoB2l0/s1600/DSC00653%2B%25282%2529.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6ozJWGA26w/Trx0_Gxzt0I/AAAAAAAAA0U/YwQVi7d-5Xs/s400/DSC00964%2BKris%2Bcan%2Bgrow%2Bhair%252C%2Btoo%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673538258080085826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COblpUXoK1Q/TrxrQhs_NHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tV_Zw3CnyLk/s1600/DSC00752.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really hoping that our girls get my hair.  :) (Don't feel bad, Kris. Your mullet was very nice.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COblpUXoK1Q/TrxrQhs_NHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tV_Zw3CnyLk/s1600/DSC00752.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfCwxsxycTA/TrxsDSDuH8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Kp-GjKoB2l0/s1600/DSC00653%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqAhF37rimE/Trx4RkcxS-I/AAAAAAAAA0g/equnOEkj9e8/s400/DSC00965%2BI%2Bhope%2Bour%2Bgirls%2Bget%2Bmy%2Bhair%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673541873817439202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNp2CpLxUoQ/TrxrQQIPv-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/7-CFlB3mlkM/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNp2CpLxUoQ/TrxrQQIPv-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/7-CFlB3mlkM/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNp2CpLxUoQ/TrxrQQIPv-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/7-CFlB3mlkM/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNp2CpLxUoQ/TrxrQQIPv-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/7-CFlB3mlkM/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNp2CpLxUoQ/TrxrQQIPv-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/7-CFlB3mlkM/s400/DSC00757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527557531615202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COblpUXoK1Q/TrxrQhs_NHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/tV_Zw3CnyLk/s1600/DSC00752.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FFg8PcFOw-Y/TrxrPhSdGsI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eSULcIdsLTc/s1600/DSC00759.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FFg8PcFOw-Y/TrxrPhSdGsI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eSULcIdsLTc/s400/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527544957967042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YycBHkJI1NA/TrxrPWC3bRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rHVUpXPPF98/s1600/DSC00761.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YycBHkJI1NA/TrxrPWC3bRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rHVUpXPPF98/s400/DSC00761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527541939793170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, do I like short hair? (I know you are dying to know). The answer:  Yes, it's been a fun change, especially considering that I have never had my hair this short! There are things I miss about long hair, such a braids and ponytails, but I definitely love how much time I save now (not to mention shampoo!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-6416840597062797451?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/6416840597062797451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/locks-of-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6416840597062797451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6416840597062797451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/11/locks-of-love.html' title='Locks of Love'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfCwxsxycTA/TrxsDSDuH8I/AAAAAAAAAz8/Kp-GjKoB2l0/s72-c/DSC00653%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4884225347669756461</id><published>2011-10-07T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:38:30.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Summer Update - I hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HERITAGE PARK:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was such a fun learning place for kids. There is a reconstructed pioneer village, , complete with people dressed in the style of the times. You can go from building to building, learning pioneer games; how to wash pioneer clothes; how to punch leather; make Indian crafts and visit teepees; visit the post office, barber shop, general store, etc. There was also a little petting zoo, pony rides, train ride, and panning for gold. Kasey had the best time! Here's a few pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey at the end of the day.  For some reason, he decided to lay down on this bridge and take a little breather. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftPYxo895i4/To-EXgIOfjI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HSNKFTRGUcs/s1600/DSC00836.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftPYxo895i4/To-EXgIOfjI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HSNKFTRGUcs/s400/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660888795924299314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was also a playground with miniature houses for kids to play in. Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdVaEHbUNic/To-EXf_DYFI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KrPrtazxmBM/s1600/DSC00829.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdVaEHbUNic/To-EXf_DYFI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KrPrtazxmBM/s400/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660888795885822034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey with the sheep and goats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4v8fTnTkHA/To-EW2EqVCI/AAAAAAAAAyY/10rG0GleIuM/s1600/DSC00825.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4v8fTnTkHA/To-EW2EqVCI/AAAAAAAAAyY/10rG0GleIuM/s400/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660888784635057186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey on his first pony ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCyalF9At5A/To-EWuU0daI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/WjVgbeTVnRk/s1600/DSC00823%2BHeritage%2BPark.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCyalF9At5A/To-EWuU0daI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/WjVgbeTVnRk/s400/DSC00823%2BHeritage%2BPark.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660888782555346338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HURRICANE: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather came to visit us for a week, and we had the best time! I don't have too many pictures of that week, so if you're curious, check out her blog.  She's much better at picture taking. In the picture below, Kasey and I decided to take a little hike up my backyard. We used to always hike to these lava rocks and play as kids. (I know, right?  Imagine having a mountain in your backyard growing up!  Lucky!)  Here's Kasey at the top of the little hill overlooking Hurricane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKBwWn7afA8/To-EWCi1TaI/AAAAAAAAAyI/_ATg8wg_i9k/s1600/DSC00815.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKBwWn7afA8/To-EWCi1TaI/AAAAAAAAAyI/_ATg8wg_i9k/s400/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660888770802961826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view. I love the semi-rural life that I grew up with! We've enjoyed our time living in downtown Salt Lake, but there's nothing like space and clean air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkMazrYzpMw/To-C4OftU_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/R7eg_DtDiII/s1600/DSC00817.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkMazrYzpMw/To-C4OftU_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/R7eg_DtDiII/s400/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660887159103378418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is kind-of a random, funny picture. Kasey was supposed to be going to sleep.  Apparently, he had a little fun with stickers before tuckering out. Check out his arm. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5joByMxWjg/To-C3mTpozI/AAAAAAAAAx4/eZjra2QYpvA/s1600/DSC00812.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5joByMxWjg/To-C3mTpozI/AAAAAAAAAx4/eZjra2QYpvA/s400/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660887148315386674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LAGOON:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While my sister Heather was in town, we headed up to SLC for a family reunion. For part of that reunion, we went to Lagoon.  Here's Kasey with Grandpa on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g840BTYgU60/To-C3ZoG-3I/AAAAAAAAAxw/d1dDo_OCf-c/s1600/DSC00796%2BTrain%2Bride.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g840BTYgU60/To-C3ZoG-3I/AAAAAAAAAxw/d1dDo_OCf-c/s400/DSC00796%2BTrain%2Bride.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660887144911534962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris and Kasey on the carousal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9H4G6AAo3M/To-C3CObevI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ru7yGK_1AYE/s1600/DSC00795.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9H4G6AAo3M/To-C3CObevI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ru7yGK_1AYE/s400/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660887138629810930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey didn't have too much fun on this ride, but at least he didn't lose his granola bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENJEYXzKxqY/To-C2ql3BwI/AAAAAAAAAxg/sVd1H-Mez7o/s1600/DSC00792%2BToo%2Bscary%2Bstill%2Bdad%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENJEYXzKxqY/To-C2ql3BwI/AAAAAAAAAxg/sVd1H-Mez7o/s400/DSC00792%2BToo%2Bscary%2Bstill%2Bdad%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660887132285634306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris decided to take Kasey on Kris' favorite roller coaster ride when he was ten. I believe Kasey's thoughts are something like this: "I don't know about this mom. There's a guy with a crazy mullet buckling us in."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et9ZuJkENZo/To-BYLJb56I/AAAAAAAAAxY/aULyDlPTD-Q/s1600/DSC00784.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et9ZuJkENZo/To-BYLJb56I/AAAAAAAAAxY/aULyDlPTD-Q/s400/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660885508937213858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This may be hard to see, but Kasey is crying in this picture.  Kris is trying to console him or he's laughing, or both. I think Kris and I both realized that although Kasey seems older, he's not even 2, and he's probably not ready for roller coasters... yet. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UmKk222X8ns/To-BX-IZTkI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hbnCF8mKsGg/s1600/DSC00788%2BToo%2Bscary%2Bdad%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UmKk222X8ns/To-BX-IZTkI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hbnCF8mKsGg/s400/DSC00788%2BToo%2Bscary%2Bdad%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660885505443188290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards: Stunned and completely shaken. He could not believe that his own father would expose him to such horror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJcbTroB6-k/To-BXnnK7mI/AAAAAAAAAxI/7rlRUz3oylw/s1600/DSC00790.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJcbTroB6-k/To-BXnnK7mI/AAAAAAAAAxI/7rlRUz3oylw/s400/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660885499398254178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's more like it - a calm boat ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLPv83p5rKs/To-BXUSONHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zFNMubhZeag/s1600/DSC00782.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLPv83p5rKs/To-BXUSONHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zFNMubhZeag/s400/DSC00782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660885494210114674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's favorite ride - the cars.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkqZnSdcYMU/To-BXDB7tNI/AAAAAAAAAw4/RR-mq5w5GcM/s1600/DSC00773.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkqZnSdcYMU/To-BXDB7tNI/AAAAAAAAAw4/RR-mq5w5GcM/s400/DSC00773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660885489578390738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey told me he was trying on Uncle Jake's wakeboard (really it's a snowboard).  If you ask him, Kasey will tell you that he wants to wakeboard someday. (Someday far in the future, right Kris?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1HKn49-VLFs/To9_8tBQYRI/AAAAAAAAAww/SBJvB81xwAE/s1600/DSC00771%2BJake%2527s%2Bboard.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1HKn49-VLFs/To9_8tBQYRI/AAAAAAAAAww/SBJvB81xwAE/s400/DSC00771%2BJake%2527s%2Bboard.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660883937481744658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out Kasey's face while watching Bambi. It is pure delight. :) For some reason, I thought this was especially funny. Although, usually at Grandma's house, he's watching the tractor movie.  He'll be spellbound for a full 20 minutes watching that show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udFPHfywK6w/To9_8an8waI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yXM7rH80-d8/s1600/DSC00764%2BWatching%2BBambi.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udFPHfywK6w/To9_8an8waI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yXM7rH80-d8/s400/DSC00764%2BWatching%2BBambi.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660883932543762850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the siblings in good ole Hurricane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi_R8iEwMfU/To9_8KHs1WI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OyKFD9IRdas/s1600/DSC00763%2BHurricane%2BTrip.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi_R8iEwMfU/To9_8KHs1WI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OyKFD9IRdas/s400/DSC00763%2BHurricane%2BTrip.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660883928113534306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another random couple of pictures.  This picture is a warning to all mothers:  Do not leave your child alone with the peanut butter jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIakenN0DA/To9_75r-qXI/AAAAAAAAAwY/VH2o21rl0g0/s1600/DSC00744%2BYum%2BPeanut%2BButter%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIakenN0DA/To9_75r-qXI/AAAAAAAAAwY/VH2o21rl0g0/s400/DSC00744%2BYum%2BPeanut%2BButter%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660883923702294898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurray!  I love peanut butter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6sUVDoksWY/To9_7RMu0II/AAAAAAAAAwQ/5-iUY4nFm2M/s1600/DSC00745.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U6sUVDoksWY/To9_7RMu0II/AAAAAAAAAwQ/5-iUY4nFm2M/s400/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660883912833814658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dog pile! So glad I'm the one taking the picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHRC9cZN1h4/To9-LDl-AgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/8xQMwBRGws4/s1600/DSC00740.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHRC9cZN1h4/To9-LDl-AgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/8xQMwBRGws4/s400/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660881985036222978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bees game. Kasey is wearing one of his favorite shirts, his baseball shirt. (He'd probably wear it everyday if I let him.  That and his swimsuit and spandex swim shirt.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdC6rFYRfg8/To9-K18ruqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vxKgd1M5XXo/s1600/DSC00738%2BBees%2BGame.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdC6rFYRfg8/To9-K18ruqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vxKgd1M5XXo/s400/DSC00738%2BBees%2BGame.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660881981373397666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chillin and watching the Days of 47 parade.  Aunt Leisa bought him some killer shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt9Q_KkipXc/To9-KdiFgiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wDYNPo-n1Is/s1600/DSC00734.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt9Q_KkipXc/To9-KdiFgiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wDYNPo-n1Is/s400/DSC00734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660881974819389986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With dad watching the parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry6h0Epm2jk/To9-KHjL-hI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NlyLmhfKFZI/s1600/DSC00731.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ry6h0Epm2jk/To9-KHjL-hI/AAAAAAAAAvw/NlyLmhfKFZI/s400/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660881968918428178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's first sparkler.  "Uh, mom, now what do I do with it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqg9H5czMUY/To9-Jz61sTI/AAAAAAAAAvo/hv0RFh42zH8/s1600/DSC00725.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqg9H5czMUY/To9-Jz61sTI/AAAAAAAAAvo/hv0RFh42zH8/s400/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660881963648921906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus ends our summer fun....unless I find more summer pictures on the camera. :) It's likely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-4884225347669756461?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/4884225347669756461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-summer-update-i-hope.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4884225347669756461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4884225347669756461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-summer-update-i-hope.html' title='Last Summer Update - I hope!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftPYxo895i4/To-EXgIOfjI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HSNKFTRGUcs/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5562098313953511165</id><published>2011-10-06T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:39:21.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun: Red Butte Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Red Butte Gardens  (not to be confused with the Red Butt Gardens). These beautiful gardens are located up by the U of U, and we enjoyed an evening up there together. Here are a few pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey touching the fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqVLkREQDsc/To4b8zud0sI/AAAAAAAAAvg/nvSVX88uACo/s1600/DSC00704.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqVLkREQDsc/To4b8zud0sI/AAAAAAAAAvg/nvSVX88uACo/s400/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492513142493890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing says summer fun like a good roll down a grassy hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VoalGipFXw/To4biswjHeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/b2ajNYMX0RU/s1600/DSC00716.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VoalGipFXw/To4biswjHeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/b2ajNYMX0RU/s400/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492064595582434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey inside a tree-enclosed hideout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxly-uoy_-c/To4biUu0SxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/7MzFYaG7yo4/s1600/DSC00697.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxly-uoy_-c/To4biUu0SxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/7MzFYaG7yo4/s400/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492058145868562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris decided to join him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSb_i_Oh7C0/To4biA770nI/AAAAAAAAAvI/TY7TgSHcqgw/s1600/DSC00696.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSb_i_Oh7C0/To4biA770nI/AAAAAAAAAvI/TY7TgSHcqgw/s400/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492052832178802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Huge lizards -fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIrDW-qXUx0/To4bhaLR2FI/AAAAAAAAAvA/PhWh_IB_xhg/s1600/DSC00692.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIrDW-qXUx0/To4bhaLR2FI/AAAAAAAAAvA/PhWh_IB_xhg/s400/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492042427553874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris and Kasey coming out of the snake's mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RLuHttsHPI/To4bg0NJByI/AAAAAAAAAu4/4ESqfPeI2z0/s1600/DSC00688%2BSnake%2527s%2Bmouth%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RLuHttsHPI/To4bg0NJByI/AAAAAAAAAu4/4ESqfPeI2z0/s400/DSC00688%2BSnake%2527s%2Bmouth%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660492032234817314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris and Kasey bravely crawling under the rattlesnakes, barely missing their shooting water venom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjiswh9kIkU/To4ZzF654xI/AAAAAAAAAuw/DtXWXDDPSwQ/s1600/DSC00683%2BJust%2Blike%2Bdad%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rjiswh9kIkU/To4ZzF654xI/AAAAAAAAAuw/DtXWXDDPSwQ/s400/DSC00683%2BJust%2Blike%2Bdad%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660490147204555538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking through the gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTuPUqQHl2M/To4Zy4Zgr5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/mcpSBHXuA3k/s1600/DSC00665.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTuPUqQHl2M/To4Zy4Zgr5I/AAAAAAAAAuo/mcpSBHXuA3k/s400/DSC00665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660490143574830994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jdTN3qFCGac/To4ZyjEM4yI/AAAAAAAAAug/iw__pM5p2ak/s1600/DSC00659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jdTN3qFCGac/To4ZyjEM4yI/AAAAAAAAAug/iw__pM5p2ak/s400/DSC00659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660490137848308514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gorgeous Flowers!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoY7hXkEH-w/To4Zyd0VbLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/QKnpEfaVeuY/s1600/DSC00663.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoY7hXkEH-w/To4Zyd0VbLI/AAAAAAAAAuY/QKnpEfaVeuY/s400/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660490136439581874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QevUss2_vg/To4Zxso5jyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/g0O3nzFXvcY/s1600/DSC00666.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QevUss2_vg/To4Zxso5jyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/g0O3nzFXvcY/s400/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660490123238280994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picturesque Settings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lQJ02oZ1aY/To4YMWhOjPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1G40lyMjOjc/s1600/DSC00671.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lQJ02oZ1aY/To4YMWhOjPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1G40lyMjOjc/s400/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660488382133734642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quaint Bubbly Streams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1x4feB5jVps/To4YMAOVSeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/dvWncDcmylk/s1600/DSC00677.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1x4feB5jVps/To4YMAOVSeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/dvWncDcmylk/s400/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660488376148904418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Creative Flower Arrangements! (I'm starting to sound like a brochure now.) But really, it was so fun to see the creativity in the children's garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQeEkwyFfFs/To4YL2mR65I/AAAAAAAAAt4/cYVqSNLG7yc/s1600/DSC00690.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQeEkwyFfFs/To4YL2mR65I/AAAAAAAAAt4/cYVqSNLG7yc/s400/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660488373564992402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A flower bed - get it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjlwkkkq-Tk/To4YKr0EsfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9jalzi5_oBo/s1600/DSC00699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjlwkkkq-Tk/To4YKr0EsfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9jalzi5_oBo/s400/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660488353490186738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the paint brush and painter's palate?  (Is that what they call it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiuHZ91yXm0/To4YKaGM3TI/AAAAAAAAAto/wGxPNBgI9Pk/s1600/DSC00702.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiuHZ91yXm0/To4YKaGM3TI/AAAAAAAAAto/wGxPNBgI9Pk/s400/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660488348734381362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fun place to visit if you are ever in the area. Kasey loved it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5562098313953511165?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5562098313953511165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-butte-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5562098313953511165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5562098313953511165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-butte-garden.html' title='Summer Fun: Red Butte Garden'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqVLkREQDsc/To4b8zud0sI/AAAAAAAAAvg/nvSVX88uACo/s72-c/DSC00704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-2168488177220931463</id><published>2011-10-06T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:18:11.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun: Lake Powell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so ironic that I am still blogging about summer when everything about today hints of the impending winter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is overcast and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;We turned our heater on for the first time this season, but I am still wearing 2 jackets and slippers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;My knuckles are starting to crack and bleed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our butter is solid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey went outside in just his socks and came back crying because his feet were cold and wet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm currently enjoying my second cup of hot cocoa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is one part of me that loves the anticipation and excitement of changing seasons.  The other part of me still longs for the warmth of the sun.  These pictures should bring us out of the winter gloom.  There are few places as delightfully warm and sunny as Lake Powell in July:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Yes, I know.  I just wrote July.  Am I really that far beh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ind? Yup!  Get used to it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey enjoying being on Grandpa's boat! (Lucky for him, he has TWO grandpas with boats!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s400/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660478541547182850" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's first tube ride. He was enjoying it so much that he started singing "Old McDonald"...but then tragically as we were turning the tube submarined and swept us off into the lake. Luckily enough, mom was able to keep Kasey's head out of water, but that doesn't mean he wasn't wet, scared, and crying. No long term damage done, however.  After a few m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ore minutes of riding, he was back to singing "Old McDonald." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9phWgN1Y5E/To4OK84in8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/fswhNSbUGEU/s1600/DSC00646.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9phWgN1Y5E/To4OK84in8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/fswhNSbUGEU/s400/DSC00646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660477362956050370" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Climbing with dad. Kasey couldn't be happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V84WaK63czg/To4OKgNzyuI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mNlAs23aUZs/s1600/DSC00635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V84WaK63czg/To4OKgNzyuI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mNlAs23aUZs/s400/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660477355260627682" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMWuUjdxpBU/To4OKQxfwGI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cXNStMVewfw/s1600/DSC00629%2BHiking%2Bwith%2Bdad.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMWuUjdxpBU/To4OKQxfwGI/AAAAAAAAAs4/cXNStMVewfw/s400/DSC00629%2BHiking%2Bwith%2Bdad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660477351115341922" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris and Kasey, and my cute lil' sis Jenny climbing up the beautiful red rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--a2ifG8Dnj4/To4OKNS1I3I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7cVPR-J6JGk/s1600/DSC00623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--a2ifG8Dnj4/To4OKNS1I3I/AAAAAAAAAsw/7cVPR-J6JGk/s400/DSC00623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660477350181413746" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey with Uncle Brian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zHQKjHvLgo/To4OJupEGxI/AAAAAAAAAso/eUN_q-YgBhs/s1600/DSC00621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zHQKjHvLgo/To4OJupEGxI/AAAAAAAAAso/eUN_q-YgBhs/s400/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660477341953170194" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and dad, making their way down to the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7fKgs3hcyU/To4NRBG_7eI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ZkgipRyY-jA/s1600/DSC00616.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7fKgs3hcyU/To4NRBG_7eI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ZkgipRyY-jA/s400/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660476367658020322" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing in the sand.  Kasey's in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukyUePg4LPw/To4NQzTCHcI/AAAAAAAAAsY/YJ14w8am1KA/s1600/DSC00612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukyUePg4LPw/To4NQzTCHcI/AAAAAAAAAsY/YJ14w8am1KA/s400/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660476363950398914" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so blessed to be able to go to Lake Powell so often! Sun, swimming, hiking, wakeboarding, relaxing, eating, eating some more, and being with Kris' family and friends.  There's no better vacation! We did have a few boat troubles, however, but that just meant that my younger brother and sis could join us with my family's boat! Overall we h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ad a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although this looks similar to Lake Powell, this is a hike we took in Colorado Springs with my family while down in Hurricane. Heather and Javan came to visit, and we had the best time! We hadn't seen them since Christmas, and we miss them clear out there in Virginia! Sadly, our camera broke, so you'll have to check out their blog for more pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvm-lAAdTcM/To4NQrWicoI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/1WB3EkqbN5Y/s1600/DSC00602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvm-lAAdTcM/To4NQrWicoI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/1WB3EkqbN5Y/s400/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660476361817617026" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousins Sierra and Annie also came to visit while Heather was here, with their cute little boys Ryder and Caige.  All three taking a bath together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXo3oanc2Pk/To4NQPHfuzI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ahqENvnU-HM/s1600/DSC00596%2BRyder%252C%2BCaige%252C%2BKasey.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXo3oanc2Pk/To4NQPHfuzI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ahqENvnU-HM/s400/DSC00596%2BRyder%252C%2BCaige%252C%2BKasey.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660476354238331698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s1600/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The four cousins: Heather, Annie, Sierra, and Me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ace98sCOhaA/To4UhqVneOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ETkWE2LQq3Y/s400/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660484350184487138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had the best time together.  It's been so long since all the cousins were together. Heather and Javan - thanks so much for making the trip to see us!  We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Considering the large amount of pics I have for this second summer update, I'm going to create several posts. Next Post: Red Butte Garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-2168488177220931463?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/2168488177220931463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-fun-lake-powell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2168488177220931463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2168488177220931463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-fun-lake-powell.html' title='Summer Fun: Lake Powell'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3STiglsVGg/To4PPjekGwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZAH0yzBK1ck/s72-c/DSC00650%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-3046837105074171136</id><published>2011-08-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T14:01:13.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We've had such a busy and wonderful summer! Lake Powell trips, family visits, camping, hiking, Lagoon, and outdoor sunny summer fun. Kris has been working hard with Ivory Homes, and Kasey and I have been playing hard with summer adventures. :) Okay, we do work sometimes, too.  Kasey did sing the other day, "Old McDonald had a scrub brush."  See, there's proof!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kasey is becoming quite independent these days.  He uses the "NO" word frequently, and he wants to do everything by himself.  He's testing mom, especially at bedtime, when he decides he doesn't want to stay in his bed.  But he is loads of fun, and he keeps us laughing all the time. We were driving by some stinky cows one time, and my sister asked him, "Kasey, what do cows smell like?"  His reply?  "Smell like poop!" :) He loves to sing, and frequently will burst into song. When we went on his grandpa's boat, it was "Row, Row, Row Your Boat."  When my sister remarked on the sunny weather, Kasey sang, "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam."  When I point out the stars, you guessed it, "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star."  We were about to pray one night, and he knelt down and sang the whole first verse of "I Pray in Faith." I was so touched.  It was almost like I was hearing those words for the first time.  I know that Kasey doesn't understand everything he sings, but at least those words are in his mind, that God does hear and answer prayers! Maybe something is getting through to Kasey!  You have to wonder after seeing our attempts at family prayer and family night. Kasey loves to help sweep, vacuum, dishes, etc.  I really hope he never grows out of this stage! :)  He is all boy, and he loves dirt, rocks, big sticks, and being outside.  Combine these favorite things with digging, dumping, throwing, jumping, wrestling, and running, and you'll know how Kasey spends much of his time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's so much to tell, so, as you can see, I'll divide the pictures into several posts. Starting with more recent events:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHALK ART FESTIVAL at the Gateway.  I'm not sure how much Kasey enjoyed the chalk art, but he sure loved his snow cone, balloon, and listening to a children's choir that was performing there. (Ugh!  Sorry I thought I turned all the sideways pics! Your neck will have to get some exercise.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmYCiHM8sWE/TlQK8AaW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNB0h2ydXj0/s1600/DSC00591.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmYCiHM8sWE/TlQK8AaW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNB0h2ydXj0/s400/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644148259021053330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran into my college roommates Tawni and Kristina while I was there.  I hope they don't mind me posting this, but this is their masterpiece!  I was so impressed! Darling, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfDRmXl5o_E/TlQK7-axlMI/AAAAAAAAArw/N_R-GU8-JrY/s1600/DSC00582.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfDRmXl5o_E/TlQK7-axlMI/AAAAAAAAArw/N_R-GU8-JrY/s400/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644148258485933250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WASATCH CAMPING TRIP: These next pictures are a little out of order.  I seriously need to work on my blogging skills. We went camping at the Wasatch campground in the Heber/Midway area (I think!). We had the best time. On our way home, Kris decided we needed to take the adventurous way home - over the mountain. I was worried that Little Blue would make it, but like the Little Blue Engine, she kept on puffing to the top! We found, to our surprise, snow in June, and lots of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4n5tABr00s/TlQK7qQ8ksI/AAAAAAAAAro/_78QwLmce7U/s1600/DSC00568.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4n5tABr00s/TlQK7qQ8ksI/AAAAAAAAAro/_78QwLmce7U/s400/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644148253076001474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PWCkTrv-i8/TlQKON3iC-I/AAAAAAAAArg/9jDkZ7plPC8/s1600/DSC00565.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PWCkTrv-i8/TlQKON3iC-I/AAAAAAAAArg/9jDkZ7plPC8/s400/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147472359099362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQr6E4nKCg/TlQKNpikSBI/AAAAAAAAArY/p7fRpZnfoCc/s1600/DSC00558.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQr6E4nKCg/TlQKNpikSBI/AAAAAAAAArY/p7fRpZnfoCc/s400/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147462607489042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZiMRyMZiy8/TlQKNZdT43I/AAAAAAAAArQ/jPj9ilxKy_0/s1600/DSC00557.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZiMRyMZiy8/TlQKNZdT43I/AAAAAAAAArQ/jPj9ilxKy_0/s400/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147458290475890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from the top of the mountain. After going up over the mountain, we ended up driving back through Park City - what an adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcY4eog14L8/TlQKNKKq7sI/AAAAAAAAArI/irwk20oJJOs/s1600/DSC00554.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcY4eog14L8/TlQKNKKq7sI/AAAAAAAAArI/irwk20oJJOs/s400/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147454185762498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hiked the most beautiful trail up to Crow's Nest, I believe is the name. I loved all the wildflowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fpxDyO_kYg/TlQKMq_Rs3I/AAAAAAAAArA/pJtrsjSpm6o/s1600/DSC00540.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fpxDyO_kYg/TlQKMq_Rs3I/AAAAAAAAArA/pJtrsjSpm6o/s400/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147445816472434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this gorgeous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peQg4fk8ZWI/TlQIa7bQRvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dU51yg6sE8c/s1600/DSC00531.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peQg4fk8ZWI/TlQIa7bQRvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dU51yg6sE8c/s400/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644145491723699954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the meadow where we stopped for snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1aoqaJ8ddE/TlQIaR4T6YI/AAAAAAAAAqw/V-ogIFCOSoc/s1600/DSC00526.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1aoqaJ8ddE/TlQIaR4T6YI/AAAAAAAAAqw/V-ogIFCOSoc/s400/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644145480571283842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More wildflowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9QsrljRJF0/TlQIaCEDPmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KA-VMBjEv_A/s1600/DSC00517.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9QsrljRJF0/TlQIaCEDPmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KA-VMBjEv_A/s400/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644145476325555810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View of valley below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-ziNI__UfQ/TlQIZjPLQeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/mOl7u8OxqrA/s1600/DSC00519.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-ziNI__UfQ/TlQIZjPLQeI/AAAAAAAAAqg/mOl7u8OxqrA/s400/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644145468050719202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey is showing his messy hands from s'mores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5zxrD7e0Gw/TlQIYWJ-RBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-LLiIx-WjRY/s1600/DSC00549.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5zxrD7e0Gw/TlQIYWJ-RBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-LLiIx-WjRY/s400/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644145447359366162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V61Aj9jj5V4/TlQHKKHjZEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/m0Xd_St-5dQ/s1600/DSC00546.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V61Aj9jj5V4/TlQHKKHjZEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/m0Xd_St-5dQ/s400/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644144104098194498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey didn't quite understand that you have to roast hot dogs on the fire first before you eat them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JB7p_kOhlrc/TlQHJhr6WVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rDxFWFJTAEo/s1600/DSC00545%2BCan%2527t%2Bwait%2Bfor%2Ba%2Bfire%2Bmom%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JB7p_kOhlrc/TlQHJhr6WVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rDxFWFJTAEo/s400/DSC00545%2BCan%2527t%2Bwait%2Bfor%2Ba%2Bfire%2Bmom%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644144093244840274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey zonked out on our hike. Even in sleep, he would not let go of his stick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzmPoo-tmEU/TlQHJUyHyKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ukUdmCX1HvA/s1600/DSC00538%2BEven%2Bin%2Bsleep%2Bcannot%2Blet%2Bgo%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzmPoo-tmEU/TlQHJUyHyKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ukUdmCX1HvA/s400/DSC00538%2BEven%2Bin%2Bsleep%2Bcannot%2Blet%2Bgo%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644144089781225634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVOEyTy6V2I/TlQHJJjC_fI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KLeuExHfK5A/s1600/DSC00536.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVOEyTy6V2I/TlQHJJjC_fI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KLeuExHfK5A/s400/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644144086765207026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey riding on dad's shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kc7rPN8kAk4/TlQHIrSxsZI/AAAAAAAAApw/MlAUxDS5Vcs/s1600/DSC00510.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kc7rPN8kAk4/TlQHIrSxsZI/AAAAAAAAApw/MlAUxDS5Vcs/s400/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644144078643900818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey found a catepiller.  We watched it eat a leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eRE77mgTQus/TlQEXy3l1iI/AAAAAAAAApo/McKDA-zl1XA/s1600/DSC00530.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eRE77mgTQus/TlQEXy3l1iI/AAAAAAAAApo/McKDA-zl1XA/s400/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644141039840515618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey switched his hat with his dad's.  I guess he decided it would be a better fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPVKYOXLT4g/TlQEXfM14LI/AAAAAAAAApg/FtFhLVFY_cU/s1600/DSC00508%2BSwitch%2Bhats%2521%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPVKYOXLT4g/TlQEXfM14LI/AAAAAAAAApg/FtFhLVFY_cU/s400/DSC00508%2BSwitch%2Bhats%2521%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644141034560938162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey drinking his juice, one of his favorite things in the whole wide world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75dYF46e2fw/TlQEXBRPmQI/AAAAAAAAApY/bMKe9dte5yU/s1600/DSC00507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75dYF46e2fw/TlQEXBRPmQI/AAAAAAAAApY/bMKe9dte5yU/s400/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644141026526337282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey must have really liked the bacon because he was grabbing it by the fistfuls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTf98ioc9hI/TlQEW47PkPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/zRWNZJXwhB4/s1600/DSC00505%2BYum%2521%2B%2BBacon%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTf98ioc9hI/TlQEW47PkPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/zRWNZJXwhB4/s400/DSC00505%2BYum%2521%2B%2BBacon%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644141024286576882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a bit chilly in the morning, so mom snuggled Kasey right up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbzqAjhB2i4/TlQEWtjyG9I/AAAAAAAAApI/StmI5h9NB_Q/s1600/DSC00499Camping%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbzqAjhB2i4/TlQEWtjyG9I/AAAAAAAAApI/StmI5h9NB_Q/s400/DSC00499Camping%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644141021235387346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CORNER CANYON HIKE: Beautiful views of Draper temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfUKY1Fa4J4/TlQCjT21reI/AAAAAAAAApA/0gmV19Ptup0/s1600/DSC00487.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfUKY1Fa4J4/TlQCjT21reI/AAAAAAAAApA/0gmV19Ptup0/s400/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139038651035106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey zonked out again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHKLVh5kIH4/TlQCi02KBCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-RxcFqniIoc/s1600/DSC00490.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHKLVh5kIH4/TlQCi02KBCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-RxcFqniIoc/s400/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139030326674466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vrRro9fq8M/TlQCisjD_vI/AAAAAAAAAow/FFDEBVt_0OM/s1600/DSC00483.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vrRro9fq8M/TlQCisjD_vI/AAAAAAAAAow/FFDEBVt_0OM/s400/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139028099104498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason Kasey decided to sit down in the middle of the trail and throw rocks. He can't get enough dirt and rocks in his life! He is in heaven in a sandbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNl8lhyklO8/TlQCiDcguuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7cu3oLUvTOw/s1600/DSC00481.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNl8lhyklO8/TlQCiDcguuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7cu3oLUvTOw/s400/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139017065773794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, a token picture from our Lake Powell trip in May.  May?  Was it really that long ago?  Am I really that far behind? Sheesh!  This summer has flown by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hda1_9Ic4bQ/TlQChq6qn_I/AAAAAAAAAog/qDLy9psNE7o/s1600/DSC00467.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hda1_9Ic4bQ/TlQChq6qn_I/AAAAAAAAAog/qDLy9psNE7o/s400/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644139010481364978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly enough, I think this posting only goes until June.  Part 2 will be forthcoming soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-3046837105074171136?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/3046837105074171136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-update-part-1-hiking-camping.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/3046837105074171136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/3046837105074171136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-update-part-1-hiking-camping.html' title='Summer Fun Part 1'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmYCiHM8sWE/TlQK8AaW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNB0h2ydXj0/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8296719302584096955</id><published>2011-05-26T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:44:13.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it! I updated our blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It wasn't too hard, really. I just had to wait until the house was silent and I had eaten a half package of girl scout cookies to keep me awake. (Yes, I know - we still have girl scout cookies left! I just made this delightful discovery tonight as I was hungrily searching through the pantry! It was only because they were hiding behind the wheat thins that they were spared so long - dang wheat things.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth be told, though, I was partially inspired by an article I read: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/life/feature/2011/01/15/feminist_obsessed_with_mormon_blogs" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Internet Culture: Why I can't stop reading Mormon housewife blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;www.salon.com&lt;/a&gt;.  From the article, I learned that you have to update your blog regularly in order to be a worthy and faithful Mormon mom, or something like that. :) Although this blog may not be filled with juicy details on child-raising, home-decorating, and/or baking, as per the usual Mormon mom blog, I will give you an update on the Jones' family happenings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris just graduated from the U of U with his MBA, and he is now working for Ivory Homes as a sales/marketing coordinator.  Thus far he has enjoyed his job, and Tiffany has enjoyed looking at the beautiful model homes. (Sorry for the pause - had to go get another girl scout cookie.)  Where were we...oh, Tiffany now dreams frequently about owning a home, with a dishwasher (more about that later). We feel so blessed that Kris is working with Ivory Homes.  It will be great experience for him, and he loves homes. Win-win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can no longer call Kasey my little baby. It's true.  Yesterday he came in from playing outside and he smelled just like a little boy - you-know, that dirty outside smell that just clings to little boys.  I was both proud and sorrowful - he's growing up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kasey is talking more and more all the time. He can sing the entire ABC song and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (both of which he often sings as he's falling asleep - super sweet!).  He can recognize the letters c, y, s, and o, and counts, "1,2,3,8,9!"  (Emphasis on the 9 - he gets really excited about that number!).  He can recognize the colors orange, yellow, green, pink, and black.  He is always surprising me with what he says and notices.  He is now in nursery at church, and he loves it.  One weekday morning he woke up wanting to go! One of his most recent sayings is "Be fun!" I'll say, "Kasey, we're going to go play with some friends today" and Kasey will say, "Be fun!" or I'll say, "Kasey, let's make some waffles," and sure enough, "Be fun!" (This probably comes from my frequently saying, "It's going to be fun!"). When he doesn't see me he'll raise his voice and say, "Mommy!  Where are you?"   He'll say to our dog, "Molly, come!" or "Leave it" (A command we use frequently.). He's even starting to say, "I love you" back to us.  It melts my heart. It is so amazing to be able to communicate with Kasey!  We have so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kasey lives to be outside, and his favorite activity, by far, is playing in sand or dirt.  He'd play all day, if I'd let him, and it's hard to coax him in for even a snack! He also loves tractors and buses and airplanes and motorcycles - basically anything that goes.  He's always pointing these things out when we are on the road. I guess it makes sense that his favorite book is the "truck" book.  That book has taught him some amazing things, like how to recognize a backhoe, pickup truck, and snowplow.  Those are very important words to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's have some pictures, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LumsvLMLXkI/Td8tCtao2zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KXduN0LygVI/s1600/DSC00351.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LumsvLMLXkI/Td8tCtao2zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KXduN0LygVI/s400/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611253185301240626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and Dad, enjoying a beautiful Snow Canyon Hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQrSX3v2TZ0/Td8tCDgjHMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AjDhyAHF4kk/s1600/DSC00348.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQrSX3v2TZ0/Td8tCDgjHMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/AjDhyAHF4kk/s400/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611253174051740866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh- the beautiful red rock of Southern Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iDClLN0ba7o/Td8tBwZjD0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/asxxVNgIChc/s1600/DSC00349.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iDClLN0ba7o/Td8tBwZjD0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/asxxVNgIChc/s400/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611253168922103618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvcEoXUpsdc/Td8rxxJIwsI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fZxSfjoLUx0/s1600/DSC00357.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvcEoXUpsdc/Td8rxxJIwsI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fZxSfjoLUx0/s400/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251794732171970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad making Kasey giggle by tickling his legs. Sorry Kasey, you are trapped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBU3X_UnHLw/Td8rxjTSObI/AAAAAAAAAn0/hbsZVxd6cHU/s1600/DSC00361.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBU3X_UnHLw/Td8rxjTSObI/AAAAAAAAAn0/hbsZVxd6cHU/s400/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251791016638898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loving Molly. (I guess this means we can keep her.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xo1r5Lbjxys/Td8rxQRhnTI/AAAAAAAAAns/Op0BkP0U_ys/s1600/DSC00371.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xo1r5Lbjxys/Td8rxQRhnTI/AAAAAAAAAns/Op0BkP0U_ys/s400/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251785908985138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out all my teeth!  Oh, yeah, and the delicious pudding on my face! (Sidenote to fellow moms: Finger painting with pudding is lots of fun, although be warned - also super tasty!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5V8PasO_P9g/Td8rwkYqWUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/FqnvXJFsyUE/s1600/DSC00375.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5V8PasO_P9g/Td8rwkYqWUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/FqnvXJFsyUE/s400/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251774127757634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc5UwpTVARY/Td8rwSGi4eI/AAAAAAAAAnc/XNpB7M333CI/s1600/DSC00378.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc5UwpTVARY/Td8rwSGi4eI/AAAAAAAAAnc/XNpB7M333CI/s400/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251769219932642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey playing the awake/asleep game with Aunt Jenny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zO6JZwRWC7Y/Td8qUIndSkI/AAAAAAAAAnU/MZZBGgYMOcE/s1600/DSC00389.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zO6JZwRWC7Y/Td8qUIndSkI/AAAAAAAAAnU/MZZBGgYMOcE/s400/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611250186125658690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family came for Easter weekend, and we had the best time! Here's my siblings Jen and Jon on top of the conference center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1xxDYv1q4I/Td8qTtc1StI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gT6e5AziFEY/s1600/DSC00395.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F1xxDYv1q4I/Td8qTtc1StI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gT6e5AziFEY/s400/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611250178833337042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kennecott Mine: My goofy brother, mom, and Jen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6u6Ata3RGRE/Td8qTbXgnEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/zcl5GbpIdIE/s1600/DSC00384.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6u6Ata3RGRE/Td8qTbXgnEI/AAAAAAAAAnE/zcl5GbpIdIE/s400/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611250173979171906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jen and Jon, eating at Blue Iguana - yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4SdbEOszmI/Td8qS0LOvcI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Tb53Z3FghT8/s1600/DSC00386%2BConference%2BCenter%2BWaterfall.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4SdbEOszmI/Td8qS0LOvcI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Tb53Z3FghT8/s400/DSC00386%2BConference%2BCenter%2BWaterfall.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611250163458686402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conference Center Waterfall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeWE_w6BGQU/Td8qSjIl8FI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zqCssWfrmnY/s1600/DSC00388%2BSunset%2Bon%2Btop%2Bof%2Bthe%2BConference%2Bcenter.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeWE_w6BGQU/Td8qSjIl8FI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zqCssWfrmnY/s400/DSC00388%2BSunset%2Bon%2Btop%2Bof%2Bthe%2BConference%2Bcenter.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611250158884221010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Sunset on top of the conference center!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hl5PwrI8Ag/Td8pBtWFL8I/AAAAAAAAAms/1P5IWCIZIjM/s1600/DSC00399.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hl5PwrI8Ag/Td8pBtWFL8I/AAAAAAAAAms/1P5IWCIZIjM/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611248770055745474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back at copper mine (sorry-out of order).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0AhPrIzD_0/Td8pBWOZgsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/j8PPPhDQ2ZE/s1600/DSC00402%2BEaster%2BEgg%2BHunt%2Bat%2BGrandma%2BSanny%2527s.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0AhPrIzD_0/Td8pBWOZgsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/j8PPPhDQ2ZE/s400/DSC00402%2BEaster%2BEgg%2BHunt%2Bat%2BGrandma%2BSanny%2527s.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611248763849507522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter Egg Hunt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJgf6h-0maI/Td8pBDMUnCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/pHmcqXZ47Js/s1600/DSC00403.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJgf6h-0maI/Td8pBDMUnCI/AAAAAAAAAmc/pHmcqXZ47Js/s400/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611248758740524066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs6PNAwAOJ8/Td8pAjbBFqI/AAAAAAAAAmU/v4C6DBGWSfQ/s1600/DSC00406.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs6PNAwAOJ8/Td8pAjbBFqI/AAAAAAAAAmU/v4C6DBGWSfQ/s400/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611248750212224674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq4KlUDXxwY/Td8pALAE1NI/AAAAAAAAAmM/87mVTB0cm7E/s1600/DSC00410%2BOpen%2BWide%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq4KlUDXxwY/Td8pALAE1NI/AAAAAAAAAmM/87mVTB0cm7E/s400/DSC00410%2BOpen%2BWide%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611248743656772818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum, candy drooling from my chin.  So good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NLz6ZOcZqNY/Td8nluTzzxI/AAAAAAAAAmE/M7yjhA_HvaA/s1600/DSC00414%2BDoing%2BDishes%2Bwith%2BDad%2B%2528although%2Byou%2Busually%2Bdo%2Bdishes%2Bwith%2Bmom%2521%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NLz6ZOcZqNY/Td8nluTzzxI/AAAAAAAAAmE/M7yjhA_HvaA/s400/DSC00414%2BDoing%2BDishes%2Bwith%2BDad%2B%2528although%2Byou%2Busually%2Bdo%2Bdishes%2Bwith%2Bmom%2521%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611247189766688530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and dad doing dishes.  Although, just for the record, usually it's Kasey and mom.  Just so everyone knows. :)  Ok, I guess Kris helps a lot too. Why the plastic bag on Kasey, you ask?  One of Kasey's great skills is "dumping" although some times all of the water doesn't make it into the sink or cup. Hence, the plastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Another sidenote:  For some reason lately, I can not keep up on our dishes!  I barely catch up, and then all the sudden I cook another meal, and bam!  The sink is full again.  Another meal, and bam!  The dishes are flowing forth to the counter, the stovetop, even the table.  I cannot keep this madness in check.  I've come up with a few options: 1. Never cook or eat again. 2. Paper plates! 3. Dishwasher! I'll add it to the luxury list.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqBllW0xD2U/Td8nlTX32TI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fRoTdC1Ix3g/s1600/DSC00417.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqBllW0xD2U/Td8nlTX32TI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fRoTdC1Ix3g/s400/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611247182535973170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey zonked out after a walk. Ah, the life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9qpv414mco/Td8nlPtRCgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4EAV6TpHDyA/s1600/DSC00422.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9qpv414mco/Td8nlPtRCgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4EAV6TpHDyA/s400/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611247181551962626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this what a potty is for, mommy?  (Maybe he's not quite ready. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfqO7O1SIKY/Td8nkjSjJnI/AAAAAAAAAls/Z6u_9ScnGW0/s1600/DSC00436%2BDad%2527s%2Bgraduation.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfqO7O1SIKY/Td8nkjSjJnI/AAAAAAAAAls/Z6u_9ScnGW0/s400/DSC00436%2BDad%2527s%2Bgraduation.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611247169628743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris, you gratutated!  You are so smrt! (Joking aside - way to go hon!  You work so hard for our family!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMnTdXWPR6Y/Td8nkffr3MI/AAAAAAAAAlk/aLUe38CcB6I/s1600/DSC00443.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMnTdXWPR6Y/Td8nkffr3MI/AAAAAAAAAlk/aLUe38CcB6I/s400/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611247168610098370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey wanted to wear one of dad's ties to church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKAKsk7gMpY/Td8lE2wqZMI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FMXCS_uRBYQ/s1600/DSC00447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKAKsk7gMpY/Td8lE2wqZMI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FMXCS_uRBYQ/s400/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244426076251330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey watching the "tractor movie" at Grandma Nommy's house. "Road Construction Ahead" is king, in Kasey's eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2ah9cZDrts/Td8lEV4EJdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DVfNPqYp0_w/s1600/DSC00450.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2ah9cZDrts/Td8lEV4EJdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/DVfNPqYp0_w/s400/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244417248929234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireman hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKI-X5e2oWI/Td8lEPvmbKI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wv9lSSszL_I/s1600/DSC00456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKI-X5e2oWI/Td8lEPvmbKI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wv9lSSszL_I/s400/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244415602814114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave Kasey some pre-dinner noodles to snack on, and he found a nice spot to dine, with a view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TrMnTmCrWZU/Td8lDlxPENI/AAAAAAAAAlE/arJ2wb7mlFE/s1600/DSC00458.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TrMnTmCrWZU/Td8lDlxPENI/AAAAAAAAAlE/arJ2wb7mlFE/s400/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244404335382738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurray for Lake Powell!  Kasey found this flotation device in the packing pile, and he had to try it on, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5F6IXxKIm8/Td8lDWVp_VI/AAAAAAAAAk8/8QbUYrcaG0Y/s1600/DSC00460%2BKasey%2Bis%2Bexcited%2Bfor%2BLake%2BPowell%2B-%2Bhe%2Bdidn%2527t%2Bwant%2Bto%2Btake%2Bhis%2Blife%2Bvest%2Boff%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5F6IXxKIm8/Td8lDWVp_VI/AAAAAAAAAk8/8QbUYrcaG0Y/s400/DSC00460%2BKasey%2Bis%2Bexcited%2Bfor%2BLake%2BPowell%2B-%2Bhe%2Bdidn%2527t%2Bwant%2Bto%2Btake%2Bhis%2Blife%2Bvest%2Boff%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244400193174866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same thing happened with his lifevest. Surprisingly, he played in this for a long time!  Last summer he hated it.  I have a feeling that this upcoming Lake Powell trip is going to be grand, especially because it will involve one of Kasey's favorite pastimes - sand! (Haha - I rhymed and I didn't even mean it.  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I updated our blog!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LumsvLMLXkI/Td8tCtao2zI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KXduN0LygVI/s72-c/DSC00351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4027430041406874293</id><published>2011-02-17T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:26:18.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two whole people requested that I post pictures of Kasey's room! Wow!  Someone does read this blog!  I was about to give up. :)  But then I realized, (1) Aunt Heather needs to see pictures of Kasey, and (2) Our blog acts as a family journal. This blog IS important! So, here are a few pictures of Kasey's newly decorated room.  Now, this may not look like anything too fancy, but coming from a non-crafty girl, I feel quite proud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all started when my mother-in-law so kindly made Kasey a shelf for his room (see below).  Then, my awesome husband made this bookshelf.  Kris designed it and we painted it a bright white and ta-da, you see the effect below. Thanks to Grandmas, Kasey has tons of books! (Sidenote: See the little brown rocking chair? My lil' brother made that for Kasey for his first Christmas!  Kasey loves it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pemLTUNPkS0/TV3tpXCHC-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/u_-twV_OoMQ/s1600/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pemLTUNPkS0/TV3tpXCHC-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/u_-twV_OoMQ/s400/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574873208567827426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing led to the next (as is always the case when you start decorating), and pretty soon I realized that I needed something to put on the shelf! So, I went to Michael's and found some wooden cars/trucks (only a dollar a piece!) and I painted them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-abTn5AmjY/TV3to2XlmEI/AAAAAAAAAkE/STkl0lqTwno/s1600/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-abTn5AmjY/TV3to2XlmEI/AAAAAAAAAkE/STkl0lqTwno/s1600/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-abTn5AmjY/TV3to2XlmEI/AAAAAAAAAkE/STkl0lqTwno/s400/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574873199799539778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Susanne (my wonderful mother-in-law) let me go to craft class in her place.  Kasey's name was the result. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LEV9jRBvjhI/TV3tosvTI1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/Jt6xtrA2Lzk/s1600/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LEV9jRBvjhI/TV3tosvTI1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/Jt6xtrA2Lzk/s400/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574873197214638930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, of course, I found this plane and truck at Michael's (only two dollars a piece!), and I painted them, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec0-Df2QvpE/TV3toblwywI/AAAAAAAAAj0/CgVU4y5c5c4/s1600/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec0-Df2QvpE/TV3toblwywI/AAAAAAAAAj0/CgVU4y5c5c4/s400/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574873192611236610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey helped. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9ZM9focsLE/TV3sl9FtBjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Mj2NzWJkeCI/s1600/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9ZM9focsLE/TV3sl9FtBjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Mj2NzWJkeCI/s400/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574872050552342066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, craft class came around again, and there was another opening.  I came home with all sorts of treasures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJNbcmDdP3M/TV3slfAikXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/g_96sg8K6AQ/s1600/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJNbcmDdP3M/TV3slfAikXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/g_96sg8K6AQ/s400/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574872042477621618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, this sign: our creative invention.  I had the idea for the sign with the boat and airplane, but then I found this little train on sale at Robert's, and Susanne had the idea to let it hang from the sign!  We were so proud of ourselves!  Like I said, I'm not the crafty type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghXoiFkqoVg/TV3slKhn4AI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ipclEBHfaLI/s1600/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghXoiFkqoVg/TV3slKhn4AI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ipclEBHfaLI/s400/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574872036979236866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Susanne said we had to have a magnet board. And, lucky us, Robert's had little wooden animals on sale for 40-70 cents each! We super-glued magnets to the back of each animal, and created not only a piece of fine decor but an enjoyable play center for Kasey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVJMiX3T5Xc/TV3skzPpMII/AAAAAAAAAjU/Nu0FsvU0egc/s1600/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVJMiX3T5Xc/TV3skzPpMII/AAAAAAAAAjU/Nu0FsvU0egc/s400/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574872030729810050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas, after all our creativity, this side of the room is a bit lacking.  However, I do have plans for the rather dull looking toy box.  Eventually I'd like to paint it white and then glue on colorful wooden letters that say "Toy Chest." (Although, check out that rocking chair - it came from a consignment shop, and when we first brought it home it looked like it had been through fire! Nothing that a good-sanding and paint job couldn't fix!  I am realizing, though, all of the furniture in Kasey's room is second-hand!  Poor kid!  Poor parents is more like it - haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vFkvA7DDGQ/TV3ska3wb4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/nxrbPKX14eY/s1600/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vFkvA7DDGQ/TV3ska3wb4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/nxrbPKX14eY/s400/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574872024187170690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had so much fun decorating Kasey's room! It was so fulfilling, and luckily enough, we were able to do it super cheap (well, with the help of my mother-in-law, of course!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loves his new room.  And, to our surprise and horror (and secret delight), Kasey learned rather quickly how to climb up his bookshelf.  Here's Kasey, feeling so proud of his accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBogW6MEU7g/TV3rnJv-A5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/AquDXicPH4U/s1600/DSC00106%2BKasey%2Bclimbing%2Bon%2Bhis%2Bbookshelf%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBogW6MEU7g/TV3rnJv-A5I/AAAAAAAAAjE/AquDXicPH4U/s400/DSC00106%2BKasey%2Bclimbing%2Bon%2Bhis%2Bbookshelf%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574870971619083154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had thought that Kasey wouldn't be able to climb this new bookshelf.  We forgot to take into consideration the fact that his little rocking chair acts as a step stool. I guess we'll have to find a new place for the rocking chair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJsJsY3BIlU/TV3rmrmKqXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/HvVVZufGJ_k/s1600/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJsJsY3BIlU/TV3rmrmKqXI/AAAAAAAAAi8/HvVVZufGJ_k/s400/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574870963524905330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm!  Which book should I read next!  (I'm sorry. I'm sure this picture isn't completely blog appropriate, but funny just the same. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qknSOMHAeOY/TV3rmX3rp3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Mya3SxuRfsQ/s1600/DSC00112%2BHmm%2521%2BWhich%2Bbook%2Bshould%2BI%2Bread%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qknSOMHAeOY/TV3rmX3rp3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Mya3SxuRfsQ/s400/DSC00112%2BHmm%2521%2BWhich%2Bbook%2Bshould%2BI%2Bread%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574870958229661554" /&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/5793650859276992050-4027430041406874293?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/4027430041406874293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/02/kaseys-room.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4027430041406874293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4027430041406874293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/02/kaseys-room.html' title='Kasey&apos;s Room'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pemLTUNPkS0/TV3tpXCHC-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/u_-twV_OoMQ/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7324451004894791549</id><published>2011-02-07T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:11:40.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://2.bp.blogspot.cohttp://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDJOoB5hCI/AAAAAAAAAis/zrzqsDmM_eI/s400/DSC00042.JPGm/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDJOoB5hCI/AAAAAAAAAis/zrzqsDmM_eI/s400/DSC00042.JPG'/><title type='text'>Christmas, Anniversary, and More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If that title doesn't capture your attention, I don't know what will. Sarcasm. :) Really, I should start labeling my blog entries by season instead of by month.  It's been awhile, but at least you know we are still here! Before I dive right into the pictures, here's a brief update: Kris is on his last semester of grad school!  Hurray!  The job search has begun.  Tiffany is still at home and loving being a mom. Her most recent project has been decorating Kasey's room! (Julie, you'd be so proud  - it's themed and everything!) Kasey is busy, busy, busy! He is learning so many words and talking like a champ. Some of his most recent words are "Molly" "berries" "dishes" "pooh bear" "cookie" and "attic" (He loves our attic!).  Congrats Kasey - you've moved from one syllable words to two!  Your future looks promising. :) Oh, and as always, he LOVES his grandpas.  "Papa, papa!" is all we here from the backseat whenever we are going to visit grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few of our adventures in pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our 5th year anniversary was in December.  As we all know, December is a crazy time, so we chose January to celebrate.  We dropped Kasey off at his cousins' house, and we headed off for a winter adventure!  We decided to try snow-shoeing for the first time.  We picked a trail in Ogden canyon, and we were off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGQNeLy4I/AAAAAAAAAik/1AUhFqe1hdw/s1600/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGQNeLy4I/AAAAAAAAAik/1AUhFqe1hdw/s400/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571170720853773186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had the best time. Snow-shoeing is much like hiking, and we love being outdoors!  Part of the trail was precariously close to the river, as pictured below. It's thrilling when you know you could slip into icy waters at any wrong step!  The scenery was majestic as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGQNeLy4I/AAAAAAAAAik/1AUhFqe1hdw/s1600/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPxTFZ6I/AAAAAAAAAic/fwT3RtX6LGU/s1600/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPxTFZ6I/AAAAAAAAAic/fwT3RtX6LGU/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571170713291024290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPVdPEhI/AAAAAAAAAiU/UaaDoUNfcyI/s1600/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPVdPEhI/AAAAAAAAAiU/UaaDoUNfcyI/s400/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571170705817408018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed the night in a charming little cabin at the Alaskan Inn. We got a group-on deal that we just couldn't pass up!  The place had the perfect ambiance - soothing music played as we entered, chilled sparkling cider awaited, and the Alaskan decor combined to give the place a cozy, romantic feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPBMGifI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jHP9EFm88aA/s1600/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGPBMGifI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jHP9EFm88aA/s400/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571170700376836594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had the best time on a much-needed get-away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGOmvO0OI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zZyGrf5AzdA/s1600/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGOmvO0OI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zZyGrf5AzdA/s400/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571170693276422370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few other random pics (sorry, these are so not in order). Lately, Kasey loves to lay down next to Molly and snuggle up!  Molly will put her paw on Kasey like she's hugging him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEsarOC-I/AAAAAAAAAh8/6XTzWGcZGqs/s1600/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEsarOC-I/AAAAAAAAAh8/6XTzWGcZGqs/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571169006411189218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Please can we go outside now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEsMAz90I/AAAAAAAAAh0/aUV4PbX4GhQ/s1600/P1010246%2BCan%2Bwe%2Bgo%2Boutside%2Bnow%2Bplease.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEsMAz90I/AAAAAAAAAh0/aUV4PbX4GhQ/s400/P1010246%2BCan%2Bwe%2Bgo%2Boutside%2Bnow%2Bplease.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571169002475222850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I went to check on Kasey during a nap, I found this.  If you look closely, you can see Kasey's hand under the the pad (he's in his pack n' play at Grandma's, so no mattress, just a pad). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDErvklzII/AAAAAAAAAhs/lR1lRRhzPzk/s1600/IMG_0805%2BSee%2Bhis%2Bhand%2B-%2Bhe%2527s%2Bunder%2Bthere%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDErvklzII/AAAAAAAAAhs/lR1lRRhzPzk/s400/IMG_0805%2BSee%2Bhis%2Bhand%2B-%2Bhe%2527s%2Bunder%2Bthere%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571168994840661122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I laughed and laughed!  Somehow he had wiggled himself under the pad and gone to sleep! I lifted up the pad and found him - zonked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDErNYK1sI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yPbgqgzQ0gI/s1600/IMG_0804%2BFell%2Basleep%2Bunder%2Bpadding%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDErNYK1sI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yPbgqgzQ0gI/s400/IMG_0804%2BFell%2Basleep%2Bunder%2Bpadding%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571168985661757122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey wearing Molly's leash.  He must be ready for a walk! Another time Kasey grabbed Molly's leash and started walking her around the house. The funny thing is, Molly followed! (Sorry - sidewise - I'm really bad at this blog thing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEqz6RUMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FVdW2_QZ0K4/s1600/DSC00072%2BKasey%2Bput%2Bon%2BMolly%2527s%2Bharness%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDEqz6RUMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FVdW2_QZ0K4/s400/DSC00072%2BKasey%2Bput%2Bon%2BMolly%2527s%2Bharness%2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571168978825466050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah for balls in playpens!  A kid's dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDuXTp50I/AAAAAAAAAhU/kg1XkAFAONE/s1600/P1010240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDuXTp50I/AAAAAAAAAhU/kg1XkAFAONE/s400/P1010240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167940355155778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay - here we are to Christmas. Kasey and dad, testing out Kasey's first remote control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDuPn-47I/AAAAAAAAAhM/qnIcEHL27Yc/s1600/P1010238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDuPn-47I/AAAAAAAAAhM/qnIcEHL27Yc/s400/P1010238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167938292933554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's new PJ's (See the little bear on his bum? Below are the words, "Bear Bottom.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtwOiD3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Lqf9J17kxU0/s1600/P1010221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtwOiD3I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Lqf9J17kxU0/s400/P1010221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167929864687474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad modeling Kasey's new PJ's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtVeyfNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FTceiQsz1ek/s1600/P1010208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtVeyfNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/FTceiQsz1ek/s400/P1010208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167922685115602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey and dad in twiner Christmas attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtIsSdUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/D-9R9wT2kYE/s1600/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDDtIsSdUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/D-9R9wT2kYE/s400/P1010205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167919252075842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we visited my family, we decided to go skiing/snowboarding together.  Poor Kasey had an earache, so Grandma opted to tend at the lodge. Here they are napping together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9VcERWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IEwFTJ41gE4/s1600/P1010190%2BNapping%2Bwith%2BGrandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9VcERWI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IEwFTJ41gE4/s400/P1010190%2BNapping%2Bwith%2BGrandma.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167098039977314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Tiffany's house - everyone showing off our brother/sister gifts! See my sweet new shoes from my brother Jake?  He's awesome!  I sure miss him.  He left for his mission right after Christmas.  He is currently in the MTC, but soon he'll be leaving for Budapest, Hungary. He is working so hard and doing so well!  His faith and testimony uplift us in every letter!  We love you Jake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9_FIs0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oCYkRAY6Fhg/s1600/P1010192%2BBrother%2BSister%2BGifts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9_FIs0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oCYkRAY6Fhg/s400/P1010192%2BBrother%2BSister%2BGifts.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167109218087746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the skiing trip (sorry, out of order): Kasey having a good time with Uncle Javan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9Ju3djI/AAAAAAAAAgc/L1MVSveYxLM/s1600/P1010187%2BWith%2BUncle%2BJavan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC9Ju3djI/AAAAAAAAAgc/L1MVSveYxLM/s400/P1010187%2BWith%2BUncle%2BJavan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167094897604146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing in the snow with dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC82HUozI/AAAAAAAAAgU/XEkU4X9GNLc/s1600/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC82HUozI/AAAAAAAAAgU/XEkU4X9GNLc/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167089631470386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, these really are out of order!  Back to ski trip. :) Kasey, don't get too comfortable in those ski boots!  Mom and dad are snowboarders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC8nqKNWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/U31921YQXgU/s1600/P1010186%2BPayne%2Bfamily%2Bski%2Btrip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDC8nqKNWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/U31921YQXgU/s400/P1010186%2BPayne%2Bfamily%2Bski%2Btrip.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571167085751055714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Grandpa Ted, sitting on the old tractor. (I'm not kidding when I say old - this belonged to my Grandpa Payne! We used to go on rides when we were kids.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7mFt4LI/AAAAAAAAAgE/pMPC6r1DGWg/s1600/P1010182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7mFt4LI/AAAAAAAAAgE/pMPC6r1DGWg/s400/P1010182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164869126643890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loves to hide behind the Christmas tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7SD_F2I/AAAAAAAAAf8/uScEA-Df60s/s1600/P1010180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7SD_F2I/AAAAAAAAAf8/uScEA-Df60s/s400/P1010180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164863750674274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What better present than a popsicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7EZQL8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/-l0KJhIcE78/s1600/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA7EZQL8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/-l0KJhIcE78/s400/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164860081778626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Grandpa Randy on Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA6nTOZoI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sv1bry9B80I/s1600/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA6nTOZoI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sv1bry9B80I/s400/IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164852271867522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loved opening the presents more than the presents themselves. After he opened a present, he hardly paused to check out his new toy; he was on to the next present to unwrap. We had such a wonderful Christmas holiday with both families.  Thank you everyone for spoiling us and our son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA6BMOppI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JklXQdOZ89c/s1600/IMG_0788%2BAt%2BPayne%2527s%2Bhouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDA6BMOppI/AAAAAAAAAfk/JklXQdOZ89c/s400/IMG_0788%2BAt%2BPayne%2527s%2Bhouse.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164842041976466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-7324451004894791549?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7324451004894791549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-anniversary-and-more.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7324451004894791549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7324451004894791549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-anniversary-and-more.html' title='Christmas, Anniversary, and More!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TVDGQNeLy4I/AAAAAAAAAik/1AUhFqe1hdw/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-1168944799396351438</id><published>2011-01-01T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:16:05.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Letter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As usual, our "Christmas Letter" turns into a "Happy New Year" letter!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We wish we could send out formal letters, but we are seeking to simplify our Christmas this year. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hurray for technology! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;We have had a wonderful but busy year.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kris has been studying hard as a full-time MBA student at the University of Utah. He works part-time for USTAR, a government organization which assists start-up businesses.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is also involved with student organizations, and he fills the remaining hours with church callings and family time. He seldom has time for himself, although he did buy a Nintendo game the other day.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He hasn't played it yet, but he did buy it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; We are so grateful for all he does for our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Tiffany is blessed to stay at home, managing the house and taking care of Kasey.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She loves being a mom. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She keeps busy with her sewing and scrapbook projects, book club, and neighborhood playgroup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Kasey has grown up so much this year!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At 14 months he is a full-time toddler and boy, constantly busy! He loves to get into everything. His favorite pastimes are taking lids on and off Tupperware, playing outside (he LOVES dirt and snow), reading books, getting into the dog food, and running around destroying everything he can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; His latest accomplishment was climbing up and sliding down the big kid slide at the playground – all by himself!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lately he has been learning new words all the time, including the dreaded " No, no!" One of his favorite words is, "uh, oh!" which he often preemptively declares before he drops his food off his tray. He brings so much happiness to our home, and we are so grateful for our son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In other family news, Tif is seeking to make peace with her arch-enemy, Molly, the dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; We have struck an agreement to co-exist for the benefit of all other family members, namely Kris, Kasey, and future posterity. Molly has grown to be quite the hefty bulldog.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Despite her brute strength, she is gentle with Kasey and will tolerate all the tail-grabbing and eye-poking that Kasey gives her. She is also fairly obedient for her age as well as friendly and people-loving. She is turning into a good dog and member of our family. (By "good dog" Tif means she has hopes that someday she will view Molly in those terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; She is still a puppy, after all.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;We have also filled our year with fun family adventures. We were spoiled by numerous trips to Lake Powell – both of our families are frequent Lake Powell visitors. We also filled the summer with a few hiking and camping trips.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kasey and Mom visited Aunt Heather and Uncle Javan in Virginia – Kasey's first flight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;We wanted to express our appreciation for all of you – our family and friends who are so supportive of us and add so much joy to our lives.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are so blessed! We wish you the best, and we are so grateful for your friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;With love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;The Jones Family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;PS Christmas pictures coming soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-1168944799396351438?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/1168944799396351438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-letter-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1168944799396351438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1168944799396351438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-letter-2010.html' title='Christmas Letter 2010'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8892737434261359241</id><published>2010-12-08T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T12:09:05.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey and Athan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I forgot to include these pictures in the November update! Kasey and I went to visit my cousin Annie and her two darling boys, Athan and baby Ryder.  Kasey and Athan had the funnest time playing together!  Thanks Annie for taking such cute pictures! We had the best time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Athan and Kasey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k-78mzrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bqro5ryEqrE/s1600/Athan%2Band%2BKasey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k-78mzrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bqro5ryEqrE/s400/Athan%2Band%2BKasey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548405035838656178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pounding on Anne's nice glass table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k-WNhiKI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1qJ3OfoGoLw/s1600/Kasey%2BPic%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k-WNhiKI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1qJ3OfoGoLw/s400/Kasey%2BPic%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548405025709066402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k97POp5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/iHzG0WmGV7k/s1600/Kasey%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k97POp5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/iHzG0WmGV7k/s400/Kasey%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548405018468460434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k9r4Ou9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/PHDJVtLz4lA/s1600/Kasey%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k9r4Ou9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/PHDJVtLz4lA/s400/Kasey%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548405014345464786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8892737434261359241?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8892737434261359241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/12/kasey-and-athan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8892737434261359241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8892737434261359241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/12/kasey-and-athan.html' title='Kasey and Athan'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP_k-78mzrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/bqro5ryEqrE/s72-c/Athan%2Band%2BKasey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8124060561168910870</id><published>2010-12-06T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:49:17.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a busy month, but only a few things are picture worthy.  First, Kris' brother Tyler's wedding (did you follow that?) was at the beginning of the month, and Kasey was dressed fit for the occasion (with a fresh new hair cut, too!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rw5ePvUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/VTmMqvy9BSo/s1600/IMG_8736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rw5ePvUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/VTmMqvy9BSo/s400/IMG_8736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547779172540071234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a little man! (Thanks Janece for awesome pics!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rwpvBaQI/AAAAAAAAAes/koALi0YXdtU/s1600/IMG_8696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rwpvBaQI/AAAAAAAAAes/koALi0YXdtU/s400/IMG_8696.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547779168315468034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The family in matching wedding attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rpn5PEoI/AAAAAAAAAek/0ELwqiadhKk/s1600/IMG_8744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rpn5PEoI/AAAAAAAAAek/0ELwqiadhKk/s400/IMG_8744.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547779047562351234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum! Kasey loves chocolate and cookies, of course.  I never hear him say the word "more" as clearly as when I give him something extra tasty to eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rW4GBjAI/AAAAAAAAAec/GBAF3H9Fnp0/s1600/P1010161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rW4GBjAI/AAAAAAAAAec/GBAF3H9Fnp0/s400/P1010161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547778725493443586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey all ready to play in the snow! (Does the movie &lt;i&gt;A Christmas Story&lt;/i&gt; come to mind?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rWsuZzDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/N8l0euUCxPg/s1600/P1010162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rWsuZzDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/N8l0euUCxPg/s400/P1010162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547778722441579570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! Snow! Kasey can barely walk around in the snow, even with his new snow boots. That's okay with him, though.  It's just fun to be outside, watching Molly run around and reveling in the new mysterious white fluff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rWH3o1YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KJK_IqNYUPs/s1600/P1010166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rWH3o1YI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KJK_IqNYUPs/s400/P1010166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547778712548201858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help, mom! I've fallen and I can't get up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rV79C7DI/AAAAAAAAAeE/A80rZstL6iA/s1600/P1010167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rV79C7DI/AAAAAAAAAeE/A80rZstL6iA/s400/P1010167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547778709349657650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris only has one more week of school!  Hurray!  (Well, until next semester starts again. Ugh.) He has been busy to the max lately, and we are so excited for Christmas break so that we can be together more!  There is nothing like spending time with family. (Heather and Javan - we can't wait!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8124060561168910870?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8124060561168910870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8124060561168910870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8124060561168910870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-update.html' title='November Update'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TP2rw5ePvUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/VTmMqvy9BSo/s72-c/IMG_8736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-1005320823535786372</id><published>2010-11-04T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:40:37.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell Trip and Other Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before I share Lake Powell Pics, here are  few recent ones of Kasey:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm!  Dinner!  (He must have really enjoyed this one, what with the food in hair and greasy-looking food mustache.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-8wDvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/MOuQKJkpQOw/s1600/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-8wDvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/MOuQKJkpQOw/s400/P1010032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535902489335021314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-qUMv9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/jitdzvvxVWo/s1600/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-qUMv9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/jitdzvvxVWo/s400/P1010029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535902484386332626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Kasey's favorite treasures of nature: sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-ZZrhzI/AAAAAAAAAds/efE0hAH3RCA/s1600/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-ZZrhzI/AAAAAAAAAds/efE0hAH3RCA/s400/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535902479845918514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, Kasey is ever getting into things.  Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5UrTrPGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/HpzAIIe6LoQ/s1600/P1010063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5UrTrPGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/HpzAIIe6LoQ/s400/P1010063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535901763098066018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey and Molly are becoming best buds. Kasey gives Molly his open-mouthed kisses, and as you can see, Molly hugs him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5UHl27_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/w62qTqjCKVw/s1600/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5UHl27_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/w62qTqjCKVw/s400/P1010059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535901753510653938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to wrestle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5TwoySLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/E6VX0fOL19Q/s1600/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5TwoySLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/E6VX0fOL19Q/s400/P1010050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535901747348916402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm! The Old Testament manual looks like a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5Tk55PaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/mjVQXTtrxv4/s1600/P1010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5Tk55PaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/mjVQXTtrxv4/s400/P1010048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535901744199450018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready for church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5TPTeRLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rnx1U31htdg/s1600/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5TPTeRLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rnx1U31htdg/s400/P1010044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535901738401154226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the Lake Powell pics. This trip, we went a lot of fun places. This is us hiking down "The Crack."  There is an incredible hike between two slabs of rock. From a distance, you would never know that you could hike through them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN4FcWwnJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/dl83CJjEqVk/s1600/P1010125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN4FcWwnJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/dl83CJjEqVk/s400/P1010125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535900401874803858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from a top the crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN4EgDehcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/GoTSNp2oV-E/s1600/P1010124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN4EgDehcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/GoTSNp2oV-E/s400/P1010124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535900385687799234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiking through the crack.  Hold on Kasey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3t2bi2bI/AAAAAAAAAcs/JEQtuKRtcsE/s1600/P1010117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3t2bi2bI/AAAAAAAAAcs/JEQtuKRtcsE/s400/P1010117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899996557334962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad has special skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3tfRm29I/AAAAAAAAAck/XLygqeUPWCE/s1600/P1010119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3tfRm29I/AAAAAAAAAck/XLygqeUPWCE/s400/P1010119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899990341639122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this is a bit out of order, but this is the crack we hiked through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3sxRMjyI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2yWXgyuwvf0/s1600/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3sxRMjyI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2yWXgyuwvf0/s400/P1010105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899977991884578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Get me out of here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3squQTBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jrXjnjcC9t0/s1600/P1010091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3squQTBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jrXjnjcC9t0/s400/P1010091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899976234716178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Driving with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3scVG4nI/AAAAAAAAAcM/OjR0jq04hfY/s1600/P1010087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN3scVG4nI/AAAAAAAAAcM/OjR0jq04hfY/s400/P1010087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899972371145330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one of our adventures was hiking up a beautiful narrow canyon.  Here's Kasey with Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26_9MixI/AAAAAAAAAcE/olfvcJTBNd4/s1600/P1010153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26_9MixI/AAAAAAAAAcE/olfvcJTBNd4/s400/P1010153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899122941070098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26e365zI/AAAAAAAAAb8/o_tDDziMvNg/s1600/P1010146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26e365zI/AAAAAAAAAb8/o_tDDziMvNg/s400/P1010146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899114060572466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26BFbP5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/XCUsylcOLL4/s1600/P1010150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN26BFbP5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/XCUsylcOLL4/s400/P1010150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899106064154514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom look! I found a rock!  (Rocks are akin to the treasured sticks in Kasey's world.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN25pqR9aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/E2EBOiqgDdA/s1600/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN25pqR9aI/AAAAAAAAAbs/E2EBOiqgDdA/s400/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899099776284066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little sis Jenny walking through the freezing waters of death! (Check out the beautiful waved sand walls of this slot canyon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN25QITqpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HNa7Ag4_KOM/s1600/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN25QITqpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HNa7Ag4_KOM/s400/IMG_0766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535899092922903186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so blessed to be able to go to Lake Powell so much!  And this time, we were able to enjoy the trip with both sides of our family!  It was one of the best Lake Powell trips I can remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-1005320823535786372?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/1005320823535786372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/lake-powell-trip-and-other-pics.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1005320823535786372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1005320823535786372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/lake-powell-trip-and-other-pics.html' title='Lake Powell Trip and Other Pics'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNN5-8wDvwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/MOuQKJkpQOw/s72-c/P1010032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7986824853871005038</id><published>2010-11-04T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:08:01.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey's First Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tiffany was so proud of her nicely themed party and homemade decor.  She had so much fun putting this party together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyI7AbbkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5SzBnO49SuA/s1600/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyI7AbbkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5SzBnO49SuA/s400/P1010064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893864572481090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We filled a tonka truck with cupcakes, and Kris decorated Kasey's cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyIQDf11I/AAAAAAAAAbU/4yCtlxf7pG0/s1600/P1010066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyIQDf11I/AAAAAAAAAbU/4yCtlxf7pG0/s400/P1010066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893853042628434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kris made a bona fide construction site, complete with access road and excavation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyIPHrPaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MjpSwidtAwU/s1600/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyIPHrPaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MjpSwidtAwU/s400/P1010071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893852791717282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey: "Yum!  When do we eat cake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyHg6FwxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DBfpCQ4juFk/s1600/P1010075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyHg6FwxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DBfpCQ4juFk/s400/P1010075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893840386704146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey and his Uncle Jake sporting their vehicles -they must think alike: both born on Oct. 17 and both a fan of lime-green and speed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyHdUK4OI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xC8olY0Px20/s1600/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyHdUK4OI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xC8olY0Px20/s400/P1010078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893839422349538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmm!  Kasey's first cake and ice cream! (Well, at least in substantial proportions.  Dad has been known to give him a small taste from time to time...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcuSPgLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MLSnpWn5h4s/s1600/P1010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcuSPgLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MLSnpWn5h4s/s400/P1010079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893105243291826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the spirit of birthdays, Tyler decided to paint chocolate warrior signs on Kasey's chest.  Molly was more than happy to help clean Kasey up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcf6w1QI/AAAAAAAAAas/M7gGIgLqD8s/s1600/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcf6w1QI/AAAAAAAAAas/M7gGIgLqD8s/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893101386716418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom, in a chipper, sing-song voice: "Kasey, what do you think of your new fourwheeler?" Kasey, nonchalantly: "It gets me from A to B."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcLZ6lyI/AAAAAAAAAak/oDmdz1KzrQI/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxcLZ6lyI/AAAAAAAAAak/oDmdz1KzrQI/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893095880234786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testing out his new slide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxbog5iWI/AAAAAAAAAac/ysSQjse7uTE/s1600/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxbog5iWI/AAAAAAAAAac/ysSQjse7uTE/s400/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893086514284898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yeah!  A new hat!  Just what I wanted!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxbaRLZhI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fpimes49q_g/s1600/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNxbaRLZhI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fpimes49q_g/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535893082690250258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to all who came and supported Kasey!  Kasey was spoiled with so many fun presents and nice clothes. We had the best time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-7986824853871005038?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7986824853871005038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/kaseys-first-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7986824853871005038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7986824853871005038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/kaseys-first-birthday-party.html' title='Kasey&apos;s First Birthday Party!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TNNyI7AbbkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5SzBnO49SuA/s72-c/P1010064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7709638877881153292</id><published>2010-11-01T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:52:27.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's Kasey with his pumpkin.  Mom carved it to look just like Kasey: big bug eyes, two bottom teeth, happy grin, and often, food spilling out the mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YopgdAfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kQRM40yMh08/s1600/IMG_20101030_192013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YopgdAfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kQRM40yMh08/s400/IMG_20101030_192013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534669553677435378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey in Halloween heaven.  Yeah for suckers! (He would not let go of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YoMK7fYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qFqc8xyOdYU/s1600/IMG_20101030_181701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YoMK7fYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/qFqc8xyOdYU/s400/IMG_20101030_181701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534669545802530178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You guessed it:  Kasey is dressed as a little devil.  We spiked up his hair, pinned on a red bow tie and tail, and placed his horns on his head. He carried around a red trident for part of the night (by "carried" I mean tried to stab people with it.  Thank goodness it was made of felt!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YnSOwpoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/R-c_vguC8S4/s1600/IMG_20101030_181342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YnSOwpoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/R-c_vguC8S4/s400/IMG_20101030_181342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534669530249340546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'Lil devil looking so innocent with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YnLsOFAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tqUwq4jxPT0/s1600/IMG_20101030_181306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YnLsOFAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tqUwq4jxPT0/s400/IMG_20101030_181306.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534669528493855746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lil' devil trying to hit mom with his trident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YmlSxyGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/wKbF8NdcKG0/s1600/IMG_20101030_181040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YmlSxyGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/wKbF8NdcKG0/s400/IMG_20101030_181040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534669518186596450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-7709638877881153292?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7709638877881153292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7709638877881153292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7709638877881153292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM8YopgdAfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kQRM40yMh08/s72-c/IMG_20101030_192013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-6230764891241237294</id><published>2010-10-22T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:05:44.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donut Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is the last of our summer fun posts.  But before I tell you about our Donut Falls adventures, let me tell you some exciting news:  Kasey is now one year old (as of October 17)!  Way to go buddy!  Don't worry, we gave him quite the Tonka trucks birthday party, pictures of which will be included in the next blog, once I load them unto our computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the Donut Falls Report: This summer we went twice to Donut Falls.  The first time, sadly enough, we didn't even find the donut! :) We hiked up to the falls, looked up and didn't see any donut-like openings, and then proceeded to hike to the left of the falls (up quite the steep and precarious rock slide, I might add).  After a bit of hiking, we found ourselves gazing down upon the river.  Still no donut.  Someone had told us that there had been a rock slide, covering the donut fall. Alas, we concluded, it must be true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHbBAH9NYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nLsM30phd-0/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHbBAH9NYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nLsM30phd-0/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942627647403394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHbAobzx0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/DtfyqmzFX7c/s1600/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHbAobzx0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/DtfyqmzFX7c/s400/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942621288220482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't give up, however.  We determined to visit the falls again. Soon we found ourselves at the base of the same waterfall.  This time, we decided to climb up through the waterfall, instead of to the side. And, you guessed it!  We found the donut falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHa_7mztfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_Oj344u7uao/s1600/IMG_0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHa_7mztfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_Oj344u7uao/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942609254757874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHaiFATt6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/0QIdFK9RjVw/s1600/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHaiFATt6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/0QIdFK9RjVw/s400/IMG_0666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942096381556642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how the forces of nature have combined to create a stunning replica of a such a delicious and popular pastry. (In other words: Look, the rock is shaped like a donut.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHahmPcraI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ozQ60QuwdrU/s1600/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHahmPcraI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ozQ60QuwdrU/s400/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942088123559330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHag_VGGXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-QqRI8s6Inc/s1600/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHag_VGGXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-QqRI8s6Inc/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942077678262642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris decided to climb up to get a better look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHagf8FDHI/AAAAAAAAAWk/iAalxwEJqY4/s1600/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHagf8FDHI/AAAAAAAAAWk/iAalxwEJqY4/s400/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942069251837042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasey and I took this picture under the falls.  If you look close, you can see Kris peeking down at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHaf-kJHEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/RHWyPsjK8_c/s1600/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHaf-kJHEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/RHWyPsjK8_c/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530942060293069890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is proof that Kris dunked his head under the frigid flowing waters. He asked me if I wanted to join him.  "But who would hold Kasey?" I replied. It was tough, but someone had to make the sacrifice and fore go the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of drenching one's self under pellets of ice water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-6230764891241237294?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/6230764891241237294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/donut-falls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6230764891241237294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6230764891241237294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/donut-falls.html' title='Donut Falls'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TMHbBAH9NYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nLsM30phd-0/s72-c/IMG_0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5895875247707892885</id><published>2010-10-03T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:25:37.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kris and I are pretty darn lucky:  Both our families repeatedly go to Lake Powell each summer, and we get to join them! Thus far, we have been to Lake Powell in May, July, and August, and we are planning a trip in October.  Talk about being spoiled! How could you not love the sightseeing-wakeboarding- skiing-tubing-napping-swimming-eating-hiking-cardplaying frenzy that begins as soon as we unpack! Here are a few pics from the May/July Lake Powell trips, although they aren't the best.  We don't often take too many pics at Lake Powell because we are usually too busy playing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of our favorite Lake Powell activities: hiking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbz-RII6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/faQHZmP-acs/s1600/P1010437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbz-RII6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/faQHZmP-acs/s400/P1010437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976997648737186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Randy and Susanne Jones (Kris' parents) at the top of our canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbzvuwcmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/DM3gkoYpHmw/s1600/P1010434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbzvuwcmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/DM3gkoYpHmw/s400/P1010434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976993746481762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's me looking at the view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsxQ5K5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/IuukdKSXfRw/s1600/P1010432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsxQ5K5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/IuukdKSXfRw/s400/P1010432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976873899010962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Randy, decorating the natural, sandstone arch with his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbslCYzTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mgyL4XmjjHo/s1600/P1010429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbslCYzTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mgyL4XmjjHo/s400/P1010429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976870616943922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The houseboat parked down below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsVFW0PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aXwYZfXGqu0/s1600/P1010425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsVFW0PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aXwYZfXGqu0/s400/P1010425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976866334429426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kris, the rough and rugged hiker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsEiGKYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tg1oJ66XnUE/s1600/P1010423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbsEiGKYI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tg1oJ66XnUE/s400/P1010423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976861891570050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey, just chilling with dad. Belly hanging out - now that's the life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbrtbCGrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6dcxWMWetG4/s1600/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbrtbCGrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6dcxWMWetG4/s400/P1010355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976855687928498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbdP7FrYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x2q7E2R5q9E/s1600/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbdP7FrYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/x2q7E2R5q9E/s400/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976607251148162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey with Grandma Sanny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcyd5ggI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FWAuSoIF4RA/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcyd5ggI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FWAuSoIF4RA/s400/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976599344087554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey LOVES playing in the sand/mud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcieT9aI/AAAAAAAAAU0/t8lt4sXQUxU/s1600/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcieT9aI/AAAAAAAAAU0/t8lt4sXQUxU/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976595050853794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcRIQSEI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-DthCbwk-uE/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcRIQSEI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-DthCbwk-uE/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976590394935362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcHIeRpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/6eMdVaMW4nY/s1600/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbcHIeRpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/6eMdVaMW4nY/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523976587711497874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all the even decent pics.  However, just for the record, Kasey has now had his first boat, waverunner, and tube ride. If his father has his way, wakeboarding is next! (Mom says "No way!")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5895875247707892885?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5895875247707892885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/lake-powell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5895875247707892885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5895875247707892885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/lake-powell.html' title='Lake Powell!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkbz-RII6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/faQHZmP-acs/s72-c/P1010437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-2771554827010568707</id><published>2010-10-03T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:43:09.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to catch up on our summer! I realize I am months behind, but I thought I would still post a few pics/videos anyway, if nothing else for our family to remember our summer adventures. It's already been a bit since my last post, but not much has changed except for Kasey. He now has 5 teeth, and he is rapidly learning new words. His current vocabulary includes the following: drink, mmmm!, teeth, dog, cat, mom, dad, wow, book ("buh"), bath ("baf"), yeah, light, ball ("ba"), keys, and cheese. He also very clearly understands such phrases as, "Do you want to swing?" or "Should we play in the sandbox?" or "Bring me a book!" His usual response is "Yeah!" followed by a quick waddle over to the mentioned swing, sandbox, or bookcase. He is also quite the prolific kisser. His open-mouthed, slobbery kisses are loved by all. Even Molly is a recipient! My new favorite thing that he does: He'll bring me a book and then sit in my lap! How can I refuse that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, back to our summer fun. Some of these pics are fairly old, but remember, I'm still catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One warm summer night we ventured over to the Gateway mall to show Kasey the water fountains.  He was mesmerized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjU04D6_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/N0NE5nDgj1k/s1600/IMG_20100821_211617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjU04D6_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/N0NE5nDgj1k/s400/IMG_20100821_211617.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523985258644761586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjUiJNxaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Nw0q68QIw-M/s1600/IMG_20100821_203234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjUiJNxaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Nw0q68QIw-M/s400/IMG_20100821_203234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523985253616436642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loved walking around, watching all the kids play in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjUEeQ7zI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XymLtzL2TiM/s1600/IMG_20100821_202528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjUEeQ7zI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XymLtzL2TiM/s400/IMG_20100821_202528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523985245651660594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In August we went to Lagoon.  Here is Kasey with Uncle Jake.  The both have the same birthday! (I keep trying to upload a video of Kasey going on the kid's boat ride at Lagoon. Sorry, but you're going to have to use your imagination: Kasey looks miniature compared to the other riders.  However, he takes his lone boat ride in style, one hand on the wheel, one arm resting on the door, chill as can be.)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKstQvYgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DTD585BQIzQ/s1600/IMG_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKstQvYgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DTD585BQIzQ/s400/IMG_0664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958181126955522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey's first motorcycle ride with Grandpa Randy.  Four kids going for a ride - yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKsbcetaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aAeTihG6jbM/s1600/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKsbcetaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/aAeTihG6jbM/s400/IMG_0618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958176344356258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey loves playing with the mirror!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKsHJEpoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_oCBqP17huA/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKsHJEpoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_oCBqP17huA/s400/P1010015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958170894247554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey at Grandma and Grandpa Payne's house.  What fun toys they have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKr_CIJmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/J3KyUJYMOKA/s1600/P1010381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKr_CIJmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/J3KyUJYMOKA/s400/P1010381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958168717633122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKrrcIvrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZI9JU5hSC3Y/s1600/P1010384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKrrcIvrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ZI9JU5hSC3Y/s400/P1010384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958163458014898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These pics are clear back in May/June.  When we were at Lake Powell (of all places), Kasey learned to sit up from the laying down position.  As soon as I would lay him down, he would sit right up, ready to play! So, he had to re-learn how to put himself to sleep.  The result is some pretty unique sleeping positions! You can tell that he got so tired that he just plopped over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKUPIKxpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fJyW6cupiCk/s1600/P1010360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKUPIKxpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fJyW6cupiCk/s400/P1010360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957760721077906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKT6-Hr3I/AAAAAAAAATs/BpHyIo2In0A/s1600/P1010364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKT6-Hr3I/AAAAAAAAATs/BpHyIo2In0A/s400/P1010364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957755310223218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may be hard to see, but Kasey is sleeping on a pair of brown pants.  He was wearing those pants when I put him in his crib! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKTjmVOlI/AAAAAAAAATk/6YYq46skD3o/s1600/P1010371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKTjmVOlI/AAAAAAAAATk/6YYq46skD3o/s400/P1010371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957749036431954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is his usual favorite sleeping position, feet tucked under and bum up stink-bug style. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKTMPLgPI/AAAAAAAAATc/NG8nmWckwiY/s1600/P1010376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKTMPLgPI/AAAAAAAAATc/NG8nmWckwiY/s400/P1010376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957742765310194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, once in a while, a stray limb seems to sneak right out of the crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKS5y8TYI/AAAAAAAAATU/IA9kf5xxz0o/s1600/P1010389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkKS5y8TYI/AAAAAAAAATU/IA9kf5xxz0o/s400/P1010389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957737815035266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey playing with his magnet fridge gears! (You can tell this picture is old because he's wearing a jacket! Not quite summer yet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ5EalngI/AAAAAAAAATM/BR8k1T59zGA/s1600/P1010352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ5EalngI/AAAAAAAAATM/BR8k1T59zGA/s400/P1010352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957293989076482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey! You have spaghetti on your head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ42P1vOI/AAAAAAAAATE/RloblFHd4y0/s1600/P1010391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ42P1vOI/AAAAAAAAATE/RloblFHd4y0/s400/P1010391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957290185899234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These pics are clear back in June - Kasey's first ward campout!  This is also old - he was just learning to stand, and he actually needed shoes for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ4g7_lBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9KuBvAWz6Mc/s1600/P1010403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ4g7_lBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9KuBvAWz6Mc/s400/P1010403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957284465513490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ4IdLxXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/c0a2_GGhT_k/s1600/P1010407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ4IdLxXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/c0a2_GGhT_k/s400/P1010407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957277893838194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ3xrF8QI/AAAAAAAAASs/6RHkjIJf9is/s1600/P1010413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkJ3xrF8QI/AAAAAAAAASs/6RHkjIJf9is/s400/P1010413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523957271778160898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, one video to end.  In August, Kasey and I flew to Virginia to see Heather (my sis) and Javan. We had the best time seeing where they live! We went to a delicious Mexican restaurant in the mall, and afterwards, Kasey took a little ride on an escalator. Oh, and I finally got the boat video to post, so here's another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d9752aeb31a2d32d" 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://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-summer-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2771554827010568707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2771554827010568707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-summer-fun.html' title='Random Summer Fun'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TKkjU04D6_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/N0NE5nDgj1k/s72-c/IMG_20100821_211617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5109933304761962222</id><published>2010-09-20T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:43:04.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey's Slide Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59662705ee1c84b2" 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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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59662705ee1c84b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D946FC9F769B9FB90463FAC989A3F9BDE5CBD6E2.1A6657B63D1153E2C1C81E6E987958A9AC7C6880%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59662705ee1c84b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D74PNxb_V0D3H-CFMIZk52Kuvh8s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised, I am going to continue posting some of our summer adventures.  This is Kasey just a couple of weeks ago.  As mentioned before, his new favorite activity is "climbing."  In this video, he climbs up a Little Tikes slide and goes down all by himself (with mom's close supervision, of course)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5109933304761962222?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5109933304761962222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/kaseys-slide-adventure.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5109933304761962222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5109933304761962222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/kaseys-slide-adventure.html' title='Kasey&apos;s Slide Adventure'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-1314079677226854169</id><published>2010-09-15T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:30:18.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Fork Camping Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is our most recent summer adventure.  I will try to post pics of other things we've done this summer as I get the time .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey grinning at dad - you can see his first tooth if you look close.  The other one was on its way in this pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaqtHf7yI/AAAAAAAAASk/gS2q9nCnZoE/s1600/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaqtHf7yI/AAAAAAAAASk/gS2q9nCnZoE/s400/P1010028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517361076961799970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Crazy hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaqCVCHgI/AAAAAAAAASc/hITBYdVuHB0/s1600/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaqCVCHgI/AAAAAAAAASc/hITBYdVuHB0/s400/P1010026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517361065475841538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasey standing in our tent.  I know he looks happy here, but Kasey didn't have the best camping trip ever.  He had a little cold, and I don't think he felt good for a lot of the trip. Regardless, he still loved playing in the dirt and being outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGapr_b0gI/AAAAAAAAASU/_P7ccypHPoc/s1600/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGapr_b0gI/AAAAAAAAASU/_P7ccypHPoc/s400/P1010023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517361059479671298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way up to see the Timpanogas Caves.  It took us three tries to go through the caves! The first two times were during Kasey's naptime, and he was not happy!  We risked destroying the tour for others, so we left the caves.  But, on the way back down the mountain, he fell asleep.  So, what did we do?  We raced back up and they let us go back in the caves and finish the tour, all during his nap!  Oh, the joys of having children! :)  It was all worth it - the caves were beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGabqxsvtI/AAAAAAAAASM/CAls0ZCqX6Q/s1600/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGabqxsvtI/AAAAAAAAASM/CAls0ZCqX6Q/s400/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517360818635456210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiking up Timpanogas Mountain (we only went partway).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaawYtT5I/AAAAAAAAASE/FolFqWQhmBU/s1600/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaawYtT5I/AAAAAAAAASE/FolFqWQhmBU/s400/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517360802961379218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaaoc8Z4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/qecfb91ikr4/s1600/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaaoc8Z4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/qecfb91ikr4/s400/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517360800831661954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaaMYHn0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/b_HyqQAe5D0/s1600/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaaMYHn0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/b_HyqQAe5D0/s400/IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517360793295232834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaZQBlaVI/AAAAAAAAARs/DXxsDrkRp0g/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaZQBlaVI/AAAAAAAAARs/DXxsDrkRp0g/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517360777094588754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful weekend, and we had such a nice time enjoying the mountains and hiking, making tinfoil dinners and dutch oven cobbler. It was a short, busy camping trip, but a fun escape to the mountains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-1314079677226854169?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/1314079677226854169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/american-fork-camping-adventure.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1314079677226854169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/1314079677226854169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/american-fork-camping-adventure.html' title='American Fork Camping Adventure!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TJGaqtHf7yI/AAAAAAAAASk/gS2q9nCnZoE/s72-c/P1010028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5736623784321316196</id><published>2010-09-15T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:11:26.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, we are still alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I know, I’m officially “The Worst Blogger on the Block” (haha, get it?). Since it’s been awhile (okay, the whole summer) since I blogged, I decided to give everyone a little update on how we’re all doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, to avoid a heinously long blog post, I’ll post pictures of our summer adventures separately.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Let’s start with Kris: He just started his last year of the MBA program at the U of U.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hurray! He is working so hard for our family and doing so well in school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This year is going to be incredibly busy for him, though.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is currently involved with the Utah Entrepreneurship Challenge and The Entrepreneurship Club, plus an independent study and a field study, plus work part-time for USTAR.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;PLUS just being a husband, dad, and dog-owner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His plate is definitely full!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Tiffany: She continues to stay at home and manage the dog (Molly) and Kasey. She just attended her first yoga class and loved it, and just joined a bookclub, which was one of her life-long dreams. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Otherwise, she stays busy at home trying to figure out how to use her food storage (dried beans – help!), keep the house clean amidst two master-minds of mess (Molly and Kasey), and keep up on the ever-building pile of laundry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She loves being home with Kasey, especially now that we have a sandbox, swing, and baby pool!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Kasey:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is growing so fast!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is almost 11 months old, and just as curious and active as ever. At 9 months his record was 10 steps, and since then, all he does all day long is walk, and walk, and walk (like the pioneer children &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)….For awhile he would pick up one toy, walk with it for some time, drop it, pick up another toy or household item and walk with it, etc. all day long!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, he takes the occasional pit stop to play. He is getting fast, though.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I blink and he’s gone! His most recent achievement was climbing up the ladder of a Little Tikes slide and going down – all by himself! (Well, I did have to sit him down at the top of the slide to prevent him from walking down it.) Recently he has started to imitate everything we do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has learned to clap, give high fives, turn pages, imitate sounds and words, and “Go Crazy!” (which means shake your head from side to side and say “Ahhhh!”). He also has two bottom teeth. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He jives when he listens to music, and he points at things and says “Woooow!” Whenever we mention food or he sees food, he says, “Mmmmm!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His current favorite activities include walking, climbing, swinging, eating/playing with dirt, exploring outside. He is getting more and more fun all the time, and we are so happy to have him in our home!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Molly, the demon/dog: She is growing like a weed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She finished her Obedience Class, and even passed her Obedience and Good Citizen dog test (she had to sit, stay, come, etc.) at 5 months old! Kris keeps reminding me that she is such a good dog.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She doesn’t run off like most dogs, minds fairly well for a 5 month old dog, and so far she’s been very friendly, well-mannered, and playful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We now let her in the rest of the house (instead of just the kitchen), and she does really well with Kasey.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She licks him to death, but Kasey also grabs and pokes Molly to death (thankfully she tolerates it extremely well!), so they are even.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often I still think we’re crazy for getting a dog, but I’m sure Molly will become a wonderful family addition in time. I call her Master-Mahan-maulster-Molly, but really, it’s just me getting used to having a puppy. Perhaps it’s because she destroyed my favorite flip flops and Kasey’s best sandals, left feces (repeatedly!) in the attic after she was already trained, and has permanently destroyed a section of the grass (pee spots, ew!). &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess I haven’t quite forgiven her yet. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Summer Adventures: What have we been up to this summer?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve taken a couple trips to Lake Powell with both our families (Kasey had his first boat ride, tube-ride and waverunner ride).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(For a more detailed account of one of our Lake Powell adventures, see entry: “The Best and Worst Hike Ever” which will be forthcoming.) We also took a trip to St. George with Kris’ family and visited Lagoon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kasey had his first swimming lessons, in which he learned the important skills of splashing and going under water. Tif and Kasey flew to Virginia with Grandma to see Heather (sister) and Javan (husband of said sister). They showed us the sights in DC and we had the best time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We miss them! We’ve been on a couple bike rides and park visits.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a busy and wonderful summer we’ve had! We’ve been so blessed and everyone is doing just great!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5736623784321316196?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5736623784321316196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/yes-we-are-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5736623784321316196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5736623784321316196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/09/yes-we-are-still-alive.html' title='Yes, we are still alive!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8799672474073087721</id><published>2010-05-06T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:38:03.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it.  We got a dog.</title><content type='html'>Tiffany finally agreed to a dog.  In fact, she even said Kris could choose a dog for his birthday present. (It sounded like &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a good idea at the time.)  Her name is Molly May, and she is an English/American Bulldog mix, about 7 weeks old.  We feel like we have another baby in the house! Kasey and Molly have quite a few similarities: (1) They both put everything in their mouths and are constantly chewing on things. (2) They are curious and inquisitive, getting into everything, especially what they're not supposed to. (3) They want your constant attention and company and cry/whine when you leave the room. (4) They both need to be trained; however, I think Molly has Kasey beat.  She'll be potty-trained before Kasey's even walking (or else she better be!).  :)  Sometimes I think we are crazy - a puppy and a baby?  What were we thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oaUvqsk1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RmNvB3ShxW0/s1600/P1010314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470213641090143058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oaUvqsk1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RmNvB3ShxW0/s400/P1010314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470213647503241090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oaVHjsr4I/AAAAAAAAARE/KhiV1jWXk8A/s400/P1010313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a stay-at-home mom with Kasey and Molly, things have gone fairly smoothly.  However, we have had a few trying moments.  We have a dog gate that keeps Molly in the kitchen area.  One day Molly was in the kitchen playing and Kasey was on the other side of the gate playing.  If I was in the room with Kasey, Molly would start to whine.  Then, if I went into the kitchen with Molly, Kasey would start to cry. Even though the gate is see-through, they each wanted me right there! I didn't feel comfortable letting Kasey play on the floor with Molly, at least not without constant, vigilant supervision, so I thought of a solution.  I put Kasey in the carrier and we proceeded to the kitchen.  However, simply my presence alone wasn't good enough for Molly.  She weaseled her way right onto my lap!  I guess that's the solution, then.  I'll be spending quite a few of my days, sitting in the middle of my kitchen floor, with both "kids" on my lap.  This isn't quite what I pictured motherhood to be, but I guess it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZ5Svl75I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G0VzB2BHAsU/s1600/P1010321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470213169469583250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZ5Svl75I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G0VzB2BHAsU/s400/P1010321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weeded the yard the other day, and Kasey chose to taste some leaves and dirt.  (Molly did too, if you must know, but the evidence wasn't quite as pronounced on her face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470213163727472130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZ49WkRgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/EAGHz9RqM-8/s400/P1010317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZ4iuqRtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5h7iQqd0yEc/s1600/P1010316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470213156580771538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZ4iuqRtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5h7iQqd0yEc/s400/P1010316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of Kasey (He's 7 months old on the 17th!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZi7drI6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/lar3PfRVOD0/s1600/P1010310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470212785263289250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZi7drI6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/lar3PfRVOD0/s400/P1010310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with dad! (He loves to flop himself upsidedown.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZidOSxvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6pfRPrJiY_E/s1600/P1010287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470212777145714418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oZidOSxvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6pfRPrJiY_E/s400/P1010287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris and Kasey in their Sunday vests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXOiSEE9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/3L6uPGfepoQ/s1600/P1010275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468310279790269394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXOiSEE9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/3L6uPGfepoQ/s400/P1010275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXN3P0McI/AAAAAAAAAQE/g3WKdHudR38/s1600/P1010271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468310268238115266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXN3P0McI/AAAAAAAAAQE/g3WKdHudR38/s400/P1010271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXMzlwKOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Yb71uNInEQw/s1600/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468310250076514530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXMzlwKOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Yb71uNInEQw/s400/P1010266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXMUiqFPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bexd2cQu6k4/s1600/P1010332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468310241742034162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXMUiqFPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bexd2cQu6k4/s400/P1010332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXL_5xNBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yRaKPNOGpeQ/s1600/P1010325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468310236201825298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NXL_5xNBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/yRaKPNOGpeQ/s400/P1010325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  If anyone has tips on dog housebreaking, childproofing your dog, and/or teaching a dog not to bite at your pants and never let go (Molly thinks this is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; fun despite my stern "No's, shaking a can with pennies in it, and/or spraying her in the face with water), I'd be much obliged.  Oh, and a reminder of why it's worth it to train a puppy might help, too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8799672474073087721?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8799672474073087721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-did-it-we-got-dog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8799672474073087721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8799672474073087721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-did-it-we-got-dog.html' title='We did it.  We got a dog.'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-oaUvqsk1I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RmNvB3ShxW0/s72-c/P1010314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5854615128694440864</id><published>2010-05-06T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:45:09.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job, Diaper Explosions, and Tulips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLV2eDSqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cGnLV-fmC6Y/s1600/P1010293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have exciting news to announce:  Kris interviewed for a job at USTAR for an internship this summer, and, you guessed it - he was on time for his interview! Oh, and he got the job! We (Tiffany and Kasey) are so happy for him! Of all the internship opportunities, this fits his interests and career plan the most.  We are so grateful!  We know the Lord is looking out for us! Tiffany is also accomplishing great things: She recently cleaned out the microwave and organized the baby food jars by category. Kasey, refusing to be outdone, is continuing to shock and awe with his diaper explosions. (See below for more details.) Nothing but greatness coming from the Jones' family!  Even our house is catching on  - check out these tulips! Who would have thought that the previous owners were such prolific gardeners?  Lucky for us  - Tiffany absolutely LOVES tulips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLVcEoJqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ZD6QD4Jnwk/s1600/P1010291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468297204242851490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLVcEoJqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ZD6QD4Jnwk/s400/P1010291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLGObJh6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/7_5eRP--00Y/s1600/P1010336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468296942881179554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLGObJh6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/7_5eRP--00Y/s400/P1010336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLFRY-YHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YB2jWaTcz0k/s1600/P1010292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468296926497497202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLFRY-YHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YB2jWaTcz0k/s400/P1010292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLEw6fZgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rHkccHyOeqw/s1600/P1010295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468296917779703298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLEw6fZgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rHkccHyOeqw/s400/P1010295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLEeFZSxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G_RHDMo8lBs/s1600/P1010339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468296912725166866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLEeFZSxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G_RHDMo8lBs/s400/P1010339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLD2A6QZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/I6eNGbir7QA/s1600/P1010340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468296901968937362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLD2A6QZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/I6eNGbir7QA/s400/P1010340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. (Do not read if you have a weak stomach.)  One of Kasey's diaper blowouts was unbelievable. Poo (excuse me, I mean bodily waste) went up his back, extending in a slim-like manner to his armpits.  After Kris managed to wrestle Kasey out of his shirt, the stuff was everywhere, including a nice-sized glob on Kasey's forehead.  (Note:  Kasey is now eating solids, and his excrements are no longer the sweet-smelling baby poos of old.) We expedited Kasey to the kitchen sink where he was rinsed clean.  The whole time Kasey was crying, unsettled by our frenzied attempt to wash him.  Then we plunked him in the bath.  Poor kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5854615128694440864?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5854615128694440864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-job-diaper-explosions-and-tulips.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5854615128694440864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5854615128694440864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-job-diaper-explosions-and-tulips.html' title='New Job, Diaper Explosions, and Tulips!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S-NLVcEoJqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_ZD6QD4Jnwk/s72-c/P1010291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8359026939578362201</id><published>2010-04-15T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:22:49.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey is 6 months old tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Once again, it's been awhile since I've updated our blog.  You can expect this in the future.  Being a mom is a full time job! :)  So, the update.  We'll start with Kasey.  He is just getting more and more fun all the time.  He is sitting up now, starting to eat solids, and becoming quite the active boy.  He grabs and eats everything in sight.  He is so much fun, and we are learning his little ticklish spots that make him giggle and giggle.  He makes us laugh and smile every day. Kris: He is working hard in his classes, almost finished with his second semester of grad school. He interviewed to be one of the directors for the UEC (Utah Entreprenuership Challenge) next year, and he got the position! In fact, he worked so hard as a volunteer this year with the sponsors that they made a new position just for him!  I know I'm bragging a little, but he's worked so hard!  Not only is this a great opportunity to be involved, but Kris will also recieve a part-time scholarship.  We are so blessed!  Kris is also working part-time on a construction job, in charge of the painting.  He is so busy, but he's doing such a wonderful job managing work, school, and family. Tiffany: I'm loving being a mom!  I do a little substituting now and then, but mostly I'm home, refining my diaper-changing, laundry-doing, dinner-making, house-cleaning, baby-loving skills! We'll use pictures to tell what else we've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kasey's first hike at Zion's National Park.  He knows he's one cool dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSxG2_R_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jjpwdc9Imt4/s1600/P1010213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564814306691058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSxG2_R_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jjpwdc9Imt4/s400/P1010213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSwgzOy-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/x5AOhmNVnP4/s1600/P1010212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564804090383330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSwgzOy-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/x5AOhmNVnP4/s400/P1010212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSwVF8VYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/xek4CJ6-lNc/s1600/P1010239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564800947639682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSwVF8VYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/xek4CJ6-lNc/s400/P1010239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSvwZ72AI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AinSQrLx2WA/s1600/P1010235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564791099381762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSvwZ72AI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AinSQrLx2WA/s400/P1010235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSe5TnIaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/J1JGiixPfJU/s1600/P1010180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564501431001506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSe5TnIaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/J1JGiixPfJU/s400/P1010180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Kasey love to go on walks (and sometimes dad)! He's all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSenoxn2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/duhno7xtl9k/s1600/P1010185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564496687931234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSenoxn2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/duhno7xtl9k/s400/P1010185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSeLntEjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ryMDZqe_vI8/s1600/P1010186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564489167245874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSeLntEjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ryMDZqe_vI8/s400/P1010186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSdbDuiQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GLcPWgllrxM/s1600/P1010189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564476131444994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSdbDuiQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GLcPWgllrxM/s400/P1010189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey loves playing with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSdCsX6PI/AAAAAAAAANs/8e0GAPscNp0/s1600/P1010190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564469591042290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSdCsX6PI/AAAAAAAAANs/8e0GAPscNp0/s400/P1010190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as I mentioned earlier, eating everything in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSMdDp73I/AAAAAAAAANk/B3pTI9fxTzM/s1600/P1010192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564184610238322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSMdDp73I/AAAAAAAAANk/B3pTI9fxTzM/s400/P1010192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSL-vrgFI/AAAAAAAAANc/KadMnnObISk/s1600/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564176473391186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSL-vrgFI/AAAAAAAAANc/KadMnnObISk/s400/P1010193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this hat.  For some reason, it made me laugh and laugh, even now just thinking about it!  It accentuates his features quite nicely, dont' you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSLX1LopI/AAAAAAAAANU/zAq9N_aahdI/s1600/P1010202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564166027485842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSLX1LopI/AAAAAAAAANU/zAq9N_aahdI/s400/P1010202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSK4TIjzI/AAAAAAAAANM/lAefqoljMio/s1600/P1010204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564157563178802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSK4TIjzI/AAAAAAAAANM/lAefqoljMio/s400/P1010204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop laughing mom!  You're hurting my feelings!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSKQSubXI/AAAAAAAAANE/b-HFV1DdM9c/s1600/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460564146824047986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSKQSubXI/AAAAAAAAANE/b-HFV1DdM9c/s400/P1010205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey fell asleep holding on to his crib.  Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRz4FKIFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0wqN7J1LR0I/s1600/P1010211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563762367570002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRz4FKIFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0wqN7J1LR0I/s400/P1010211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy, rice cereal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRzYxx14I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AVUbTo4QihM/s1600/P1010208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563753964787586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRzYxx14I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AVUbTo4QihM/s400/P1010208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for sweet potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRyqhEbTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Vmf2pAj4FR0/s1600/P1010248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563741546671410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRyqhEbTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Vmf2pAj4FR0/s400/P1010248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRyIWKKPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FLcO6-uEFnk/s1600/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563732374104306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRyIWKKPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FLcO6-uEFnk/s400/P1010250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fReyqj3QI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CXbIcOtgM20/s1600/P1010254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563400136580354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fReyqj3QI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CXbIcOtgM20/s400/P1010254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fReZj5uPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/gUq-5hA_u70/s1600/P1010255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563393397766386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fReZj5uPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/gUq-5hA_u70/s400/P1010255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last pic.  We got some professional pics taken when he was 4 1/2 mo.'s old. This one was my favorite!  Thanks for reading!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRd1edUOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/IB7TiTT6x-s/s1600/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563383711256802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fRd1edUOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/IB7TiTT6x-s/s400/img001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8359026939578362201?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8359026939578362201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/04/kasey-is-6-months-old-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8359026939578362201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8359026939578362201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/04/kasey-is-6-months-old-tomorrow.html' title='Kasey is 6 months old tomorrow!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S8fSxG2_R_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jjpwdc9Imt4/s72-c/P1010213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5612547190399651441</id><published>2010-02-17T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:22:06.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey is four months old today!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been since November since we've posted anything! Who would have thought that being a mom and grad school would keep us so busy! We'll let the pictures tell what we've been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(About 3 1/2 months old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zLio_Yb-I/AAAAAAAAAME/_3x0WD__5Dg/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439446245935968226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zLio_Yb-I/AAAAAAAAAME/_3x0WD__5Dg/s400/P1010019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kasey on his perch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439446236865410034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zLiHMys_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/2S7ka5aoAhs/s400/P1010015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiking in Southern Utah - Kasey's First Hike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This was just last weekend - about 4 months old!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKjHy25pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DVdrODHCu0A/s1600-h/P1010175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445154693310098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKjHy25pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DVdrODHCu0A/s400/P1010175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh Kris!  The baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKinH7KzI/AAAAAAAAALs/-NOvKNtAHP4/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445145923300146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKinH7KzI/AAAAAAAAALs/-NOvKNtAHP4/s400/P1010173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKifLygLI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZlfZ6XC0Mn4/s1600-h/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445143792025778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKifLygLI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZlfZ6XC0Mn4/s400/P1010171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best hike ever! Not for mom, though! :) Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKh4E7WkI/AAAAAAAAALc/1YmqF-o6_KE/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445133294262850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKh4E7WkI/AAAAAAAAALc/1YmqF-o6_KE/s400/P1010170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKhfAPCcI/AAAAAAAAALU/fwYSCzGZNgc/s1600-h/P1010169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445126563695042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zKhfAPCcI/AAAAAAAAALU/fwYSCzGZNgc/s400/P1010169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Immunizations (See the bandaids?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439440769332998658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zGj3De8gI/AAAAAAAAALM/IBg9nrmbAok/s400/P1010634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Christmas (I know, I'm really behind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439440197908312562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zGCmVOMfI/AAAAAAAAALE/SQk649G6Fik/s400/P1010632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zBLJ39wXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/x371Dtymaf8/s1600-h/P1010634.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zBFuXUldI/AAAAAAAAAKc/B0khuPDLMqE/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439434754046072274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zBFuXUldI/AAAAAAAAAKc/B0khuPDLMqE/s400/P1010631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zA4318dWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IEn-WrcX9v0/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439434533252134242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zA4318dWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IEn-WrcX9v0/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Favorite Trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439434285120524562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zAqbewkRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/mpn6YLMr8rg/s400/IMG_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zAhAZ7VUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-MfVLU4JErc/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439434123233678658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zAhAZ7VUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-MfVLU4JErc/s400/IMG_0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3y3RGLg7-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/dgJ331FxIAw/s1600-h/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439423954301284322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3y3RGLg7-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/dgJ331FxIAw/s400/IMG_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3y2ocjI6xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ls0FpScDnnY/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439423255931317010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3y2ocjI6xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ls0FpScDnnY/s400/IMG_0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5612547190399651441?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5612547190399651441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/02/kasey-is-four-months-old-today.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5612547190399651441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5612547190399651441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2010/02/kasey-is-four-months-old-today.html' title='Kasey is four months old today!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/S3zLio_Yb-I/AAAAAAAAAME/_3x0WD__5Dg/s72-c/P1010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-2192480719994841134</id><published>2009-11-14T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:47:19.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey's First Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here's pics of Kasey's first Halloween.  If you can't tell, he's a frog.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404122338481887490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9MonP3WQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O3N6yHi7pAo/s400/IMG_3314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm not so sure about this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404122659174601266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9M7R690jI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gkhlrCMq3j0/s400/IMG_3316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thumb's up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404122891122372402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NIx_n7zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9Gqi1w1jDZE/s400/IMG_3317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kris is a lake, Tif a lily pad, and Kasey, a frog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NysXVbSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XLZx0dGhLnU/s1600-h/IMG_3329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404123611165715746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NysXVbSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XLZx0dGhLnU/s400/IMG_3329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey with cousin McKayle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NkSRK8jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jfaN5Tk7cIg/s1600-h/IMG_3321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404123363642372658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NkSRK8jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jfaN5Tk7cIg/s400/IMG_3321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey with Grandma Zanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NVEn313I/AAAAAAAAAJA/tyKWmV7BeYM/s1600-h/IMG_3313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404123102281455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9NVEn313I/AAAAAAAAAJA/tyKWmV7BeYM/s400/IMG_3313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kris' brother Brian and his wife Terah.  They went as Juno and Bleeker.  Terah has a slurpee cup and everything. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404123765896262402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9N7sx-MwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Lt9cuQQeFVA/s400/IMG_3311.jpg" border="0" /&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/5793650859276992050-2192480719994841134?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/2192480719994841134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/11/kaseys-first-halloween.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2192480719994841134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2192480719994841134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/11/kaseys-first-halloween.html' title='Kasey&apos;s First Halloween'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sv9MonP3WQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O3N6yHi7pAo/s72-c/IMG_3314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7617549129316362519</id><published>2009-11-01T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:06:00.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Kasey: Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>Warning - This movie is rated PG - BB (Probably Going to be a Baby Bum)&lt;br /&gt;Viewer discretion is advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is Kasey's fist few days.  We love him to death as will be manifested by our blog I am sure.  I think it is a common occurrence for parents to be completely enamored with their own children, at least until they are old enough to cause trouble.  I'd like to say he is a cute kid but too many people say he looks like his father.  Judge for yourself, enjoy the video.  By the way, my favorite part is right after the birth - he hasn't seen anything yet.  Dad shades his eyes so he can finally see the world.  I love his response when he sees who his father is for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f883bcec348aecd" 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://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f883bcec348aecd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D586656C030A48B0C5EB7CCF08B9CA051C1FE56F0.65CF8466FB16A6B186AF027F84FD3C1F830E038A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df883bcec348aecd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgOMNy7AWLW4rZUEih4B0vElQV34&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://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f883bcec348aecd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D586656C030A48B0C5EB7CCF08B9CA051C1FE56F0.65CF8466FB16A6B186AF027F84FD3C1F830E038A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df883bcec348aecd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgOMNy7AWLW4rZUEih4B0vElQV34&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can't believe that he is already two weeks old!  These last two weeks have kept us busy feeding, changing diapers, and trying to get some sleep.  Kasey has been a great baby so far, and we are so happy he's here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-7617549129316362519?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7617549129316362519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-kasey-chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7617549129316362519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7617549129316362519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-kasey-chapter-1.html' title='Baby Kasey: Chapter 1'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-6394732897959193029</id><published>2009-10-20T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:51:31.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kasey Randall Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born October 17, 2009 3:02 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 lbs 11 1/2 oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6DGF17MgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PWsj091UL_g/s1600-h/P1010599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394893544307241474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6DGF17MgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PWsj091UL_g/s400/P1010599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kris and Tiffany had a bet.  Whoever guessed closer to the actual due date got the privelage of choosing what Kasey came home from the hospital in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6C9MlnyJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hZkSrQfVQrE/s1600-h/P1010609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394893391499085970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6C9MlnyJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hZkSrQfVQrE/s400/P1010609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CwP3gn-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/igXFPGEZkPw/s1600-h/P1010613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394893169041121250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CwP3gn-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/igXFPGEZkPw/s400/P1010613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "MMM that feels nice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6ClluCsJI/AAAAAAAAAII/0_P8898e3PM/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394892985928429714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6ClluCsJI/AAAAAAAAAII/0_P8898e3PM/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6Cg7W2RJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NYy-mb_82sA/s1600-h/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394892905837380754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6Cg7W2RJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NYy-mb_82sA/s400/IMG_0250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Fuzzy-Red-Hair Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CbLHFGbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YAceIatnsNU/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394892806986996146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CbLHFGbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YAceIatnsNU/s400/IMG_0265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Kasey, how do you feel about your birthing experience?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CKe00poI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jFk8_OOaNVs/s1600-h/Kasey+Flipping+Off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394892520221353602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CKe00poI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jFk8_OOaNVs/s400/Kasey+Flipping+Off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went pretty well at the hospital.  Tiffany performed labor with grit and grace.  We are super excited to be home with our newest edition.  He is getting right into a comfortable schedule of eating, sleeping, and pooping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6CCsuDzVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7sQ1y2JXS8A/s1600-h/P1010613.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-6394732897959193029?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/6394732897959193029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/10/hes-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6394732897959193029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6394732897959193029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/10/hes-finally-here.html' title='He&apos;s Finally Here!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/St6DGF17MgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PWsj091UL_g/s72-c/P1010599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8440166654456376108</id><published>2009-10-10T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:31:28.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, no baby update.  I(Kris) have tried all sorts of stuff to get Tif's contractions to start, brisk walks, warm baths, spicy foods, interuteral threats, and other things I can't mention here.  Still no luck.  We are scheduled to speak in church tomorrow.  For a minute, I thought the kid was planning a prank by waiting until after we prepared our church talks before coming out.  Nothing yet, but we'll see.  Perhaps Tiffany will go into labor in the middle of her talk.  That too would be funny. Everyone cross your fingers.  Beings we have no baby news we will share pictures from some of our sumer adventures, starting with Alaska!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kris flies a thousand miles to play in the mud.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFQJR_18KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/X_qL6OnXj5Q/s1600-h/P1010581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391178349319418018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFQJR_18KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/X_qL6OnXj5Q/s400/P1010581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geez it's cold!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFP9CML52I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/njhYHvjNUag/s1600-h/P1010565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391178138917791586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFP9CML52I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/njhYHvjNUag/s400/P1010565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glacier up close.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPuT9Ae3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/viyZ8y1YQjA/s1600-h/P1010556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177885987928946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPuT9Ae3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/viyZ8y1YQjA/s400/P1010556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glacier from a distance.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPiFGQMMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tOAUktPv66o/s1600-h/P1010549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177675841745090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPiFGQMMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tOAUktPv66o/s400/P1010549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our lovely Alaskan abode, our home away from home.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPTi7NaFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v-qmU6gytUI/s1600-h/P1010526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177426150451282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPTi7NaFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v-qmU6gytUI/s400/P1010526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ranger Jones inspecting some large mammal skat (Kris sniffing bear poop!)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPAXs0JWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/w3ZX1ZCYxis/s1600-h/P1010522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177096719770978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFPAXs0JWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/w3ZX1ZCYxis/s400/P1010522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanging out above Russian Falls.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFNvO7zd0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/gtV9CoL9ty4/s1600-h/P1010519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175702797317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFNvO7zd0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/gtV9CoL9ty4/s400/P1010519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our nation's mascot in all its glory.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFNS_vjAvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Nwk8vSiH1yU/s1600-h/P1010506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175217683038962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFNS_vjAvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Nwk8vSiH1yU/s400/P1010506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A nice river.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFMysSnGyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k1ZYZHPpZQQ/s1600-h/P1010513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391174662705584930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFMysSnGyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k1ZYZHPpZQQ/s400/P1010513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Yogi wanted to our snake our raft gnosh (the bear wanted our lunch).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391174029846239218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFMN2tL1_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RvYXjKM6i5E/s400/P1010498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A nice mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391173594020401826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFL0fINUqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vZEys4kbXzI/s400/P1010480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Tiffany and I with our Friend Bekah Green before we went river rafting. She was the philanthropic impetus for our wonderful Alaska Adventure (She got us free flights!). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391172714790746482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFLBTvheXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iSqDUL2-POg/s400/P1010475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8440166654456376108?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8440166654456376108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-no-baby-update.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8440166654456376108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8440166654456376108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-no-baby-update.html' title=''/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/StFQJR_18KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/X_qL6OnXj5Q/s72-c/P1010581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4498110242357720389</id><published>2009-09-20T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:19:06.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prego-Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Good news - we are finally feeling settled in our little house - Old Slanty. Yes, that's right. We got a call saying that the first rentors fell through, and they offered us a chance to rent! So, we scrubbed, cleaned, painted, re-did the bathroom floor, replaced the bathroomcounter, scrapped windows, deep-cleaned carpets, replaced outlet covers, wired a new light, and began a battle with the bees (currently living in the crevices of our back door) - and now this 100-year old house is home! It comes complete with it's own yard and the best part - a creepy old attic. We feel like we have so much space, and Kris is only a 15 minute walk from his classes at the U! We feel so blessed to be here. At first, I thought - we are going to have to really sacrifice living in this old place (at first, it seemed so run-down - dirty, poor-paint job, atrocious bathroom, no dishwasher, and no laundry), but now we can honestly say that we love it here! Pictures will be forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other news - in the midst of his battle with the bees, Kris was stung by a ferocious bee and his ear swelled up like an elephant's. Don't worry; after some intensive first aid care from Tiffany, he's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris is working hard at grad school, and Tif has been substitute teaching until the baby comes. Only 3 more weeks! Yeah! We are so excited, and ready for the baby to come, but the baby's room isn't! We still have a crib to set up, dresser and rocking chair to buy, etc., but we are getting there! We attended our all day birthing class yesterday, and we've been reading a few baby books, so we are getting educated and ready to go! We can't wait to meet our son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are a few pictures of my engorged prego-belly, proof that sassy and pregnancy don't mix!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753693860249298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SrbvddC8vtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Q5ba3ECXXP0/s400/P1010595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753688751445650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SrbvdKA6lpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZKIsgcM3eeo/s400/P1010596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753679810700466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SrbvcotRpLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/58pFtxiq5QY/s400/P1010597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-4498110242357720389?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/4498110242357720389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/09/prego-update.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4498110242357720389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4498110242357720389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/09/prego-update.html' title='Prego-Update'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SrbvddC8vtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Q5ba3ECXXP0/s72-c/P1010595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5986742808771990175</id><published>2009-08-19T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:07:15.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!</title><content type='html'>I know, it's been a super long time since we've updated our blog, and sorry, no pictures this time.  We are in the middle of moving, but pictures will come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our summer has just been crazy, filled with trips to Lake Powell and Alaska, my sister Heather's wedding, plus packing, moving, and now apartment hunting in Salt Lake.  We said good-bye to Renton, Washington on July 31 (tear, tear).  We are going to miss all our friends there!  It was such an amazing year.  It's hard to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are in Utah, and Kris has just started his grad school orientation this week.  Already, they have him working hard with school work!  All last week we looked for a place to live.  We drove around looking at dozens of options in the Salt Lake valley. (Who would have thought that there were so many places to rent?) We found a few options, and applied for a place within walking distance of campus.  Even though the place was 100 years old (Kris affectionallly nicknamed the place "Old Slanty"), we were hoping to get the place.  However, we weren't the only ones that applied, and we just found out today that it was rented to someone else.  :(  We are so sad. Now it's back to our list of places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been growing bigger and rounder by the day, and little Baby Jones is getting stronger.  He's kicking and rolling and elbowing all around inside.  We're getting so excited to be parents!  I'm planning on being a stay-at-home mom, but I'm applying to substitute teach until he comes.  We can't wait until he gets here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we're settled, we'll pull out the camera and post some pictures of our summer adventures, including a picture or two of my growing belly...maybe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5986742808771990175?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5986742808771990175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-still-here.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5986742808771990175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5986742808771990175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-2886088113552885725</id><published>2009-06-17T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:19:58.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a...Monkey?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, techncally it's a boy. Here is the photo update. From the looks of the ultrasound it appears that our son is part monkey, or part dog, judging by the protruding muzzle area of his face. Tiffany contends that he is still developing and the doctor agrees with her, but I'm not buying it. Instead I am preparing for the best and thinking up some new names - like Capuchin and Koko. Besides, I think it would be handy to have such a prodigious proboscis; you could more easily lick the yogurt out of the poorly-designed, pain-in-the-butt, narrow-topped yoplait containers. I love preparing for fatherhood. By the way, it seems like lots of friends are going to have babies soon. I would highly recommend the Fatherhood book by Bill Cosby - best advice I've seen yet. Anyway, enjoy the ultrasound picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348517491159853458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SjnAUg-L6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hgWxeb6ZnbI/s400/Fun+Ultrasound.jpg" /&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/5793650859276992050-2886088113552885725?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/2886088113552885725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-cant-wait-to-be-parents.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2886088113552885725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/2886088113552885725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-cant-wait-to-be-parents.html' title='We&apos;re having a...Monkey?'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SjnAUg-L6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hgWxeb6ZnbI/s72-c/Fun+Ultrasound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-8714442276662289022</id><published>2009-06-01T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:25:27.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE FIND OUT WHAT WE ARE HAVING IN 5 DAYS! YEAH! Yes, on Friday, June the 5th, we willknow the gender of our child.  We will definitely keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news: Kris has officially been accepted to the University of Utah! We will be moving back to Utah in August. Originally, the plan was for Kris to earn a Master's of Construction degree at the University of Washington.  Currently, he is just finishing up a construction certificate program as a pre-req for the grad program.  But then, looking at the economy (now is not a ripe time for construction work) Kris decided it would be better to receive a degree in paleo-gynecology instead of a Construction Management degree.  So, as we looked at our options for school, and compared the cost of living and going to school in Washington vs. Utah, the choice was seemingly obvious. Especially considering we will soon be having a baby (yeah!) we need to save our money, and U of U is much less expensive. Plus, there are two grandmas who are going to be delighted that a new little grandbaby will be nearby.  It's my mom's first! So, back to Utah, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan now is to enjoy the beautiful sunshine and glorious green scenery of a lush Washington summer.  i am almost done teaching for the year - the last day officially June 23 - and Kris will be done with his program next week.  Our summer plan is still somewhat up in the air - there are a few cosntruction jobs coming up for Kris, maybe summer school teaching for Tif, and perhaps an Alaskan adventure and a Lake Powell trip or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses, girl or boy? 5 MORE DAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-8714442276662289022?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/8714442276662289022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-find-out-what-we-are-having-in-5.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8714442276662289022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/8714442276662289022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-find-out-what-we-are-having-in-5.html' title=''/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-6306510448507631865</id><published>2009-05-24T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:53:17.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome to our life.  We have been having a great time with Tiffany's pregnancy process.  Thankfully thus far it has been fairly low-impact - not too much sickiness, lots of tiredness, and the occasional emotional moment.  Tiffany is starting to show more and more.  Soon we will be taking her to the store to find some nice pregnancy moomoos.  I hope I can find a blue one with flowers like Homer Simpson wears when he becomes a big fat dynamo.  Anywho, we posted a video portraying a snapshot of our pregnant life right now.  By way of clarification, the dark scene in the middle is Tiffany eating crackers in the middle of the night.  You can see it well on higher definition.  It didn't come through very well on the blog.  Also, the scene where Tiffany is hiding her tears during Dumbo, that is 100% real - no movie tricks there I swear.  I hope you all enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7324759f55a05813" 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://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7324759f55a05813%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F4382505CADC785C57AD1D318A74AD2F6898FB.23465B64C99C8EE3F2C7B94AC40F38AC710E182E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7324759f55a05813%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5lN1azLZCPcY2l6wvVp55ru87YA&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://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7324759f55a05813%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F4382505CADC785C57AD1D318A74AD2F6898FB.23465B64C99C8EE3F2C7B94AC40F38AC710E182E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7324759f55a05813%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5lN1azLZCPcY2l6wvVp55ru87YA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-6306510448507631865?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7324759f55a05813&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/6306510448507631865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventures-in-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6306510448507631865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/6306510448507631865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/adventures-in-pregnancy.html' title='Adventures in Pregnancy'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5686201273568574635</id><published>2009-05-11T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:34:46.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a Baby!"</title><content type='html'>Hopefully you all figured out the clues - Knocked-Up, Bun-in-the-Oven, and 9 Months. We are having a baby in October. Many may have already heard. Word has slowly been getting out about our upcoming bundle of joy. I believe my mother started broadcasting shortly after we conceived. We have been enjoying the pregnancy process, Kris probably more so than Tiffany. Tiffany has to take naps and eat constantly, and Kris is responsible for making sure Tiffany's needs are met. We are 17 weeks or so along, and Tiffany is just starting to show. She is going through that tough middle stage where she kind of looks like she let herself go and started making donut runs on the way to school. Sometimes she feels self-conscious about her increasingly fluffy midsection. Other times she worries that she isn't gaining enough weight for how far along she is. I told her it is like growing a mullet. You get to the point where your hair isn't long enough to do anything cool enough, and yet it is long enough that people look at you with that "Boy, you need a haircut" stare. You just have to work through it to the glorious end (speaking of the mullet that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a few more weeks we will hopefully discover the gender if the baby cooperates during the ultrasound. Don't worry, if we don't get a good view I will keep poking Tiffany's belly until the baby rolls over or something.  I am predicting a girl. Tif seems to think it is a boy. Whenever she refers to the baby she says "He." We will see. Currently we are taking name suggestions. I believe Ryan Rhodes suggested Max Power; one of Tiffany's students submitted Cooley McDude - both good options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha'ts all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the upcoming Pregnancy Video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5686201273568574635?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5686201273568574635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-baby.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5686201273568574635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5686201273568574635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-baby.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a Baby!&quot;'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7531071063113822960</id><published>2009-05-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:02:07.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news clues!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Use the clues to figure out a secret message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Clue #1&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5W_YRuuzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qyX0iguS4TY/s1600-h/Arrow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331794655701809970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5W_YRuuzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qyX0iguS4TY/s320/Arrow.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331794337429749778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5Ws2nwgBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rs2t2OpkQr4/s320/knock1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue #2 &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5aTTr2y1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yzeGMWHdwA4/s1600-h/Oven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 89px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331798296601480018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5aTTr2y1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yzeGMWHdwA4/s320/Oven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331798034101261682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5aEBy7VXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/wcN_2wDerJQ/s320/Bun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;X9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331796671531704386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5Y0t1B4EI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kBdgxnftZgg/s320/calendar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still confused? Check again next week for the solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-7531071063113822960?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7531071063113822960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-news-clues.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7531071063113822960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7531071063113822960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-news-clues.html' title='Good news clues!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/Sf5W_YRuuzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qyX0iguS4TY/s72-c/Arrow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4694112773310419844</id><published>2009-01-30T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:29:57.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SYOMVk5M2BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/v9Y_da8D8Zs/s1600-h/snowboarding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297231889026570258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SYOMVk5M2BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/v9Y_da8D8Zs/s400/snowboarding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have settled down a bit since our big Christmas break. Tiffany stays busy with teaching. Kris works downtown every once in a while and goes to school. We still try to have our weekly adventures. I added a snowboarding picture from the trip to the Canyons we took with Kris' little sister Leisa as well as some other fun videos. One video is a clip of perhaps the largest single pile of sledders ever to grace the slopes of Mountain Dell Golf Course and the other is a clip of the awesome library at the University of Washington. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-160ca70f1a8fdc" 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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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SYOMVk5M2BI/AAAAAAAAADQ/v9Y_da8D8Zs/s72-c/snowboarding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-5002059843231679735</id><published>2009-01-05T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:33:37.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas / Year End Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been an adventure for us. We started at our little place in Logan. Tiffany was finishing her first year teaching at South Cache 8th and 9th grade center. Kris graduated in December in Business Administration. He worked intermittently throughout the beginning of the year from Washington to Texas. We both had a wonderful time serving in the Institute Married Student Association at Utah State University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the summer we left Logan to stay at Kris’ parents’ house. During the summer Kris continued to work, most of the time in Bellevue, Washington. Sometimes Tiffany tagged along. Working alongside Kris during the summer afforded Tiffany the opportunity to search for and interview for jobs in Washington. While there, we also scouted for places to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Near the end of the summer we took a trip to New England. We started off in Palmyra, New York visiting church history sites. Afterward we drove to Boston for some national history and more importantly a Red Sox big league baseball game. The trip was finished touring New York.&lt;br /&gt;In August we moved to Renton, Washington. Tiffany got a job teaching 9th grade honors English and 12 grade core at Kentridge High School. Kris enrolled in the University of Washington Construction Management program en route to a master’s degree. Kris has kept busy working part time, studying for and taking the GRE, and is now looking for a full-time job/internship in his field. We have had wonderful experiences exploring new places like Seattle city, Mt. Rainier, and Whistler, B.C., Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been a wonderfully crazy year. Looking back we can see how God has really helped to direct our lives. Reflecting on the year past makes us grateful for our blessings, especially family, friends, and the gospel in our lives. Life is good for us and we hope it is good for you, too. Thank you for your friendship, love, and support. If you would like to visit Washington, we would love to be your gracious hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris and Tiffany Jones&lt;br /&gt;journalofjones.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SWKmABmaN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/La6Abf2PQ-0/s1600-h/rainier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287971431846131554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SWKmABmaN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/La6Abf2PQ-0/s320/rainier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Rainer, Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-5002059843231679735?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/5002059843231679735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-year-end-review-this-year-has.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5002059843231679735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/5002059843231679735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-year-end-review-this-year-has.html' title=''/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SWKmABmaN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/La6Abf2PQ-0/s72-c/rainier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-7046888626585952204</id><published>2008-11-17T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:40:17.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wonderful Whistler Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Whistler BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just got back from one of the most relaxing little vacations I have ever been on. Whistler is a beautiful quaint little village nestled in the Canadian Rockies. I would compare it to the Park City of British Columbia. We stayed at the most luxurious hotel I have ever been at. Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUR35C7qI/AAAAAAAAABA/FS_rQXjjAWc/s1600-h/11326_01_g%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269656073782095522" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUR35C7qI/AAAAAAAAABA/FS_rQXjjAWc/s200/11326_01_g%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUbCFLpEI/AAAAAAAAABI/fn9KUl3Gm3w/s1600-h/fairmont-chateau-whistler-default%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269656231136175170" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUbCFLpEI/AAAAAAAAABI/fn9KUl3Gm3w/s200/fairmont-chateau-whistler-default%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUwnLz3UI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cPSwCAPffXc/s1600-h/images%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269656601873341762" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUwnLz3UI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cPSwCAPffXc/s200/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ski season hadn't officially started so we couldn't hit the slopes. We did however go on some fun hikes and strolled around the village shops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is us at Lost Lake&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGVu3NRL5I/AAAAAAAAABY/zm4dlrKYYBw/s1600-h/P1010378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269657671326314386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGVu3NRL5I/AAAAAAAAABY/zm4dlrKYYBw/s200/P1010378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGdCKknq7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/X1cSTeyCpb0/s1600-h/P1010379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269665699523439538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGdCKknq7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/X1cSTeyCpb0/s320/P1010379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris played on the logs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGWmNuI-EI/AAAAAAAAABw/lUXYWgy_71A/s1600-h/P1010382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269658622262573122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGWmNuI-EI/AAAAAAAAABw/lUXYWgy_71A/s320/P1010382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tif found the "Warming Hut"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGXCCUKbDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ATsig3IRQqg/s1600-h/P1010387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269659100237163570" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGXCCUKbDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ATsig3IRQqg/s320/P1010387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the view off our little balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGX3xATFdI/AAAAAAAAACA/KF68e-P7Tr8/s1600-h/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269660023303378386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGX3xATFdI/AAAAAAAAACA/KF68e-P7Tr8/s320/P1010390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGYIPgZbFI/AAAAAAAAACI/adgR5Wgpf14/s1600-h/P1010391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269660306368982098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGYIPgZbFI/AAAAAAAAACI/adgR5Wgpf14/s320/P1010391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the waterfalls we visited. We went to Nairn Falls, Brandywine Falls and Shannon Falls. They were all rather impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZF0uHwcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RddhRsSyEVA/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661364330676674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZF0uHwcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RddhRsSyEVA/s200/P1010406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZiPmGZ-I/AAAAAAAAACg/buB9snodusc/s1600-h/P1010413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661852581128162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZiPmGZ-I/AAAAAAAAACg/buB9snodusc/s200/P1010413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZSHqOcPI/AAAAAAAAACY/LCdhoFSaf_4/s1600-h/P1010408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661575573041394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGZSHqOcPI/AAAAAAAAACY/LCdhoFSaf_4/s200/P1010408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGaMuq7ZoI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZLQqwBo8U9U/s1600-h/brandywine_falls%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269662582477383298" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGaMuq7ZoI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZLQqwBo8U9U/s200/brandywine_falls%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGbtsEBCyI/AAAAAAAAACw/_OWpdpDSnOY/s1600-h/Shannon-falls-002%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269664248224615202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGbtsEBCyI/AAAAAAAAACw/_OWpdpDSnOY/s320/Shannon-falls-002%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I included a video of Brandywine falls because seeing the water actually fall is most of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-886317919a745858" 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://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D886317919a745858%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D694188744E92A5D08429270BCCACD830B5D4BAD3.56E2FA6D3832E90735D4D239911EB10AA25E9FD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D886317919a745858%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRxWLFvkpdaZWB_0DFOEKlQ4iR7Y&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://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D886317919a745858%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D694188744E92A5D08429270BCCACD830B5D4BAD3.56E2FA6D3832E90735D4D239911EB10AA25E9FD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D886317919a745858%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRxWLFvkpdaZWB_0DFOEKlQ4iR7Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGdRfTTLWI/AAAAAAAAADA/zO8w5n4cB8Y/s1600-h/P1010422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269665962785975650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGdRfTTLWI/AAAAAAAAADA/zO8w5n4cB8Y/s320/P1010422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/5793650859276992050-7046888626585952204?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=886317919a745858&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/7046888626585952204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-wonderful-whistler-weekend.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7046888626585952204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/7046888626585952204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-wonderful-whistler-weekend.html' title='Our Wonderful Whistler Weekend'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SSGUR35C7qI/AAAAAAAAABA/FS_rQXjjAWc/s72-c/11326_01_g%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-4320581425222449990</id><published>2008-11-03T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:12:10.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning how to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SQ-8yp-kobI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KRuxFe9Ae2Q/s1600-h/Lake+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264634067867181490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SQ-8yp-kobI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KRuxFe9Ae2Q/s320/Lake+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, we are going to experiment by posting random pictures just to play around. Let's see how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture of us. Don't we look happy? Yeah...those were the good old days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-4320581425222449990?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/4320581425222449990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-how-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4320581425222449990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/4320581425222449990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-how-to-blog.html' title='Learning how to blog'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/SQ-8yp-kobI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KRuxFe9Ae2Q/s72-c/Lake+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5793650859276992050.post-3922924030217218682</id><published>2008-11-03T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:05:53.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We made a blog!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's official. We've finally given in to the blogging frenzy. What will you see on this blog? Our life adventures, pictures, and stories, and occasional random funny stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5793650859276992050-3922924030217218682?l=journalofjones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/feeds/3922924030217218682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-made-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/3922924030217218682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5793650859276992050/posts/default/3922924030217218682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalofjones.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-made-blog.html' title='We made a blog!'/><author><name>The Jones Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13600594682613509718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RyFTEEo7olI/TM4ySePNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/c437GFFUEtI/S220/IMG_8043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
