<?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-8629264107765017665</id><updated>2012-02-14T04:35:47.185-06:00</updated><category term='Family Pics and Updates'/><category term='House/Decor Updates'/><category term='Blog Challenge'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Gift Ideas'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><category term='The Pups'/><category term='Kids Pics and Updates; Avery&apos;s Month Pictures'/><category term='Flashback Friday'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Family Updates'/><category term='Thrifty Shopping Tips'/><category term='Fitness/Exercise'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='About Me'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='Political Opinion'/><category term='My Faith'/><category term='31 Days Of Breaking Your Mold'/><category term='Learn something new'/><title type='text'>Sharing My Jennarocity</title><subtitle type='html'>A 30-Something Woman's Views On All Things Interesting</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8782900654482779687</id><published>2012-02-13T07:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T07:06:01.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Valentine Crayon Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who loves Pinterest, raise your hands???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's babysitter is having a Valentine's party tomorrow, so I am sending over some treat bags for the kids and for Jenn. I saw this on Pinterest and knew I wanted to do it. I found a rubber heart mold at the dollar store. The kids have tons of crayons, so I was ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can cut the crayons up with a knife, but we just started breaking them (which is easier). Any piece that was too big we cut in half so it would fit in the mold. I decided to make girl and boy colors. I would find all sorts of pink and red colors for the girls and then all sorts of blue for the boys. After seeing the crayons melted, I probably would have overflowed the crayons in the tin because the end products&amp;nbsp;were thinner than I thought they would be, but they were really just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1045.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put them in an oven at 230 degrees for about 12 minutes. I looked in on them after ten minutes and realized they needed another couple of minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voila! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1047.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't expect to be able to use your tin again. The crayons definitely ruined it, but it's a dollar, so I am fine throwing it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They do look like candy and they actually do color! Such a cute, easy and cheap gift!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8782900654482779687?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8782900654482779687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8782900654482779687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8782900654482779687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8782900654482779687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/diy-valentine-crayon-hearts.html' title='DIY Valentine Crayon Hearts'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-6821074589544839289</id><published>2012-02-12T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:11:58.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Whitney Houston</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was very sad to see this when I checked the news today. It's just very unfortunate how someone can be so talented, yet addiction and bad choices can end your life. Whitney Houston was probably one of the most talented vocalists of our lifetime, and now she leaves a daughter to pick up the pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this again and is one my favorite renditions of the National Anthem I've ever heard. People try so hard, put extra notes and struggle to sing this song, even talented vocalists. Yet when she sings it, it's beautiful completely on its own. She makes singing it look and sound so completely effortless. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/eS4v431Mlak/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eS4v431Mlak&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eS4v431Mlak&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-6821074589544839289?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/6821074589544839289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=6821074589544839289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6821074589544839289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6821074589544839289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/rip-whitney-houston.html' title='R.I.P. Whitney Houston'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8513564007025076662</id><published>2012-02-12T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T08:01:50.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 23rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not telling you how old I am today. No, I am not 23. But I will give you some hints:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Steelers won the Superbowl (beat the Rams 31-19) the year I was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;George Bush senior was elected President the year I turned 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The Sign" by Ace of Base was the number one song of the year when I was a freshman in 1994.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Lord of the Rings, Return of the King" was the top grossing movie the year I actually turned 23.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can't get my age from these clues, then I guess you don't deserve to know how hold I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, we had a low key night to celebrate my birthday. My parents came over for dinner, then some friends of mine, Kate, Phillip, Robyn, and Jasmine came all the way down from McKinney to hang out with me!!! It was so nice to get to hang out. We stayed up talking until about 1 am, and Avery woke us up around 5:45. Needless to say, I've spent my actual birthday today quite tired. I have a feeling when Avery goes to bed in a few hours, we will be too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10182404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10182404.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10190939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10190939.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10195633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10195633.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10205110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10205110.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10232659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-10232659.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Avery learned some new tricks. First, she started saying "mote" (for remote). Then, she started saying "no, uh-uh." Cause that's what we tell her. Then, she started posing. She would turn her back to us, then throw us a model look over her shoulder and smile. So we would say, "Can you pose?" And now, she's posing! It's so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8513564007025076662?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8513564007025076662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8513564007025076662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8513564007025076662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8513564007025076662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-23rd-birthday.html' title='My 23rd Birthday'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1631288367593128461</id><published>2012-02-10T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T16:17:48.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUYL - Working Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/2012/02/show-us-your-life-working-moms.html"&gt;Kelly's Korner &lt;/a&gt;is currently doing a SUYL (Show Us Your Life)&amp;nbsp;for working moms. I think this is a great opportunity to talk about what it's like to be a working mom, who works outside of our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am currently an administrative assistant for an engineering company. The job I do is normally 8 - 5, with occasional late nights and early mornings. The job I do is very mentally challenging; I really enjoy it and the people I work with. I enjoy getting that adult time every day and feeling like I am doing something of value. We currently work with clients&amp;nbsp;who need&amp;nbsp;permitting and monitoring of their facilities to keep them in line with government standards for air quality. Even though I am not an engineer, I have alot of say in the final products of the reports we do and I like that. It's different than any other job I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I do struggle sometimes with my life as a mother and as an employee. I feel like I don't see my daughter enough, and at times, it breaks my heart. I wish I could have a better balance, where I still got my "working" needs and my "mother" needs taken care of, where I could work less and be at home with Avery more. I also wish I could find more time to do things I wanted to do without feeling like every waking second of my life is going to other things besides me. It's hard. But at this point, I like my job and honestly, we could not afford for me to stay at home anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, today and yesterday, Avery's been at home with my parents while she's had pink eye. I hate that I can't be home with her. I feel guilty not being at work because I don't want to do anything that might cause me to lose my job. But I would much rather be taking care of my baby. I feel like I am not always close enough to her, emotionally, because other people are taking care of her more often than me. And I sometimes let other people make me feel like it's "OK" that she is staying with other people, and sometimes, it's just not OK with me. But, at this point, it's not a choice I have to make. It just is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think parenting is just a question of finding the right balance and sometimes that just takes time. I am sure working stay at home mommies have various feelings and concerns that are different than mine, so I don't think any woman really feels 100% like they have it all figured out. But, who knows what is around the corner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I have added my "&lt;a href="http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-week-at-work.html"&gt;My First Week At Work&lt;/a&gt;" post. Makes me sad to read that again!***&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1631288367593128461?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1631288367593128461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1631288367593128461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1631288367593128461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1631288367593128461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/suyl-working-moms.html' title='SUYL - Working Moms'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2356202198499826016</id><published>2012-02-09T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:59:57.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery's Bad Day and Sophia's Funny Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, my daughter who normally sleeps all night long, woke us up at 1:30 and stayed awake until 3:45. At 6, when Jason got her up and I looked at her eye, it was crusty, along with her nose. I said, "I think this is pink eye." Sho' nuff, it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man. All I feel like I have been doing lately is taking her to the doctor. And she doesn't like going to the doctor, at all. Luckily, I have the two most wonderful parents who let me go to work the last half of the day and they kept her in the afternoon. By the time I got home, Jason had picked up Avery and I walked through the door to find her face completely red, her eyes watering, her nose running, and she was cranky and running a 101 fever. She was not having a good day. So, we put more eye drops in, fed her, gave her some Tylenol and a bath to wash all of those crusties from the day off. I also noticed she was scratching, so we gave her some Benadryl. By about 7:15, she was in a much better mood. Hopefully, the medicine will help her get some relief and get a good night's sleep! I couldn't bare to take a picture of her when she was so upset, so I just went in there to snap a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is it with babies and sleeping in this position? And why can't they ever get through the night with BOTH socks on their feet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-09214602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-09214602.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just found this picture from Sunday and completely forgot to post about it. It made us laugh. so. hard. This is just SUCH a Sophia story and one of the reasons I love that girl more than life itself!! I told you we got the fire pit. So, on Saturday, we went outside to enjoy the fire and I told her she needed to go get a sweatshirt on. I told her it was on her bed. Keep in mind, she is a 6/7 size right now. She came outside and I look over at her about 5 minutes later, realizing that her sweatshirt was too short. Then, I saw her sleeves were really short. And then I said, "Sophia, do you have Avery's sweatshirt on?" (They both have similiar shirts like this). This is a 24 month sweatshirt. How she got it on, I will never know. But she wasn't complaining, just enjoying herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-04185610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-04185610.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a different morning, I had asked Sophia to change her panties before we left the house. Later on in the day, I took her to the bathroom, and noticed she had two panties on. "Sophia, why are you wearing two panties?" "Oh," she giggled, "I guess I forgot to take the first pair off." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That girl is such a trip!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2356202198499826016?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2356202198499826016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2356202198499826016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2356202198499826016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2356202198499826016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/averys-bad-day-and-sophias-funny-story.html' title='Avery&apos;s Bad Day and Sophia&apos;s Funny Story'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1844876995507812649</id><published>2012-02-07T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T19:33:59.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooke, Are You Reading This??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want you to do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pinned Image" id="pinCloseupImage" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/44824958761040312_jvpzpTMC_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is all. By the way, it was inconclusive at the Brooke's doctor's visit to find out if I am having a niece or a nephew. Little peanut said, "no, no." Not the first time that will happen!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="Button WhiteButton Offscreen Indicator" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8629264107765017665#" id="ScrollToTop"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scroll to Top&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1844876995507812649?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1844876995507812649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1844876995507812649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1844876995507812649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1844876995507812649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/brooke-are-you-reading-this.html' title='Brooke, Are You Reading This??'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-955788702627363579</id><published>2012-02-07T19:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T19:10:19.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Avery's Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to get some medicine and I am happy to report that Avery's skin is back to being clear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1042.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her daddy can really make her laugh, especially after her bath. It's so funny to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1036.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1037.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1038.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1039.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing better than a laughing baby! Have a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-955788702627363579?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/955788702627363579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=955788702627363579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/955788702627363579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/955788702627363579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/update-averys-skin.html' title='Update: Avery&apos;s Skin'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1295035212658805635</id><published>2012-02-07T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:08:50.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been struggling for a while now with some things in my life. Namely, finding a balance with weight control, exercising, eating healthy and time for myself. Ultimately, what I've decided it comes down to is just being lazy. I mean, lazy with no self-discipline or self-control and no plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I watch shows like "my 600 pound life" or "The Biggest Loser" I always think, those people came to a fork in the road at some point in their lives where they could have gone one way with their lifestyle or another. I feel as though I am at that fork in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I weigh 185 pounds. I am 15 pounds away from being 200 pounds. And I have no idea why I've let myself stay this way for so long. I've never been a person who has been OK being heavy. I always thought that I would never let myself get heavy. Maybe 185 is not that heavy to some people, but to me, it's the heaviest non-pregnant weight I've ever been and I am terrified about it. I have always been someone who can find the answers to problems and deal with it, but I am having alot of trouble finding the answers to a&amp;nbsp;balance in my life with being a mom, being a wife, and being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As it goes, I have about 5 hours each day that does not include work. We get up at about 5:30, go to work by 7:30 (unless I take Avery, in which case I leave at about 6:45 each morning). I work from 8 - 5. Lunch time lately has consisted of running home and throwing dinner in the crock pot while catching lunch, I get home from work at about 5:30, unless I get Avery from daycare, which puts me home about 6:15. We have to get Avery fed, spend a small amount of time with her, bathe her&amp;nbsp;and then she goes to sleep around 7:30. Doing all of this is a tag team effort from both Jason and myself, as one of us can't do all of this every single night. This leaves me from 7:30 to about 10:00 to do anything and everything else, which includes laundry, cleaning, dishes, time to relax, or any other activity I choose to throw in there. Two and a half hours each weekday. This does not include Thursdays, which is even more hectic because we have the kids or Fridays when we have the kids. We have the kids every other weekend, so date nights on those weekends are usually out, considering Jason wants to spend time with them. Our weekends consist of church, grocery shopping, catching up on cleaning, activities with the kids, which lately has increased with birthday parties and will start back up with basketball games for Jordan. I am not going to lie, it's not easy finding a balance when life is this busy all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throwing in exercising, when I already have trouble finding motivation to do much else than the required to maintain our family and home, seems completely impossible to me. There is something that will be sacrificed along the way for me to be able to do this. I look at working out as a sacrifice in my life, which is problem number one. Working out and being active are essential. I can feel my body just big and heavy, my joints and back hurt all the time. But, I just have no idea how I am going to find a routine and keep it going. Nothing about going to a track appeals to me. Doing stuff at my own house won't happen. I need to be held accountable and be a part of a group that I enjoy or else I won't do it. At least, not at first. What I need is to get into a habit and have a plan for my week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I get so annoyed having plans for anything and everything in my life. Recently, Jason and I started budgeting and I feel like every dollar we have has a plan, which is good but it's also annoying. I hate having to have a plan for every minute of my life. Sometimes, I would just like to be able to come home and just sit and relax. I remember those times when I was single. Ah, the days of no responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, no pictures today, just a rant of my life. Fun huh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1295035212658805635?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1295035212658805635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1295035212658805635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1295035212658805635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1295035212658805635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/struggling.html' title='Struggling'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4224499172377928383</id><published>2012-02-06T09:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:29:14.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep, I'm still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is the longest I've gone without blogging in a year! Just been busy, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Avery went to the dermatologist on Friday and she does have bad eczema. She got a cream (topical steroid)&amp;nbsp;that will help her. Fortunately, the doctor thinks she will grow out of it at some point! She also got the all-clear from the dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a garage sale on Saturday, which I would deem a success! I sold my SGP student council jersey from freshman year. A random 40 year old man of the Mexican persuasion (who I am not too sure knew what it was) bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did Valentine's for the kids this morning because we won't see them next weekend before the actual Valentine's Day! We gave them some candy and their cards and mom and dad got them some goodies too. Avery will get hers on Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-05071002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-05071002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Avery's new spot is with the dog's in their "doggie corner." She will just go and sit with them. It's pretty cute, actually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-01064854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-02-01064854.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad got a new toy for his birthday and I WANT it. It's a camera that is simply awesome. It has a USB port connected to it and you can take pictures while filming a video, then plug the camera into the computer and upload them in no time. Best part, no blur!!! I am blown away. It's kind of pricey, but I am thinking it's worth it. I took these pictures while simultaneously videoing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzHMnDCk6GY/Ty8ZUUPRfkI/AAAAAAAACPw/zx3wkq1aGsA/s1600/DSC00019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzHMnDCk6GY/Ty8ZUUPRfkI/AAAAAAAACPw/zx3wkq1aGsA/s320/DSC00019.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7M7PUdbxAo/Ty8ZX76EMVI/AAAAAAAACP4/6oBVUDEyOaY/s1600/DSC00035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7M7PUdbxAo/Ty8ZX76EMVI/AAAAAAAACP4/6oBVUDEyOaY/s320/DSC00035.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXn0B5TRc6U/Ty8Zb0zwG9I/AAAAAAAACQA/We6GJlTb0Ys/s1600/DSC00021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXn0B5TRc6U/Ty8Zb0zwG9I/AAAAAAAACQA/We6GJlTb0Ys/s320/DSC00021.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bHwqYUSjBY/Ty8ZenkW8AI/AAAAAAAACQI/hheD4SQHsSk/s1600/DSC00027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bHwqYUSjBY/Ty8ZenkW8AI/AAAAAAAACQI/hheD4SQHsSk/s320/DSC00027.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty good quality, no blur! And yes. On occasion, as a treat, I feed my daughter chocolate milk. So sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kv9BJAz2ik0/Ty8ZhKotSPI/AAAAAAAACQQ/8aLdYnhkYbU/s1600/DSC00010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kv9BJAz2ik0/Ty8ZhKotSPI/AAAAAAAACQQ/8aLdYnhkYbU/s320/DSC00010.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-4224499172377928383?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/4224499172377928383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=4224499172377928383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4224499172377928383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4224499172377928383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/02/yep-im-still-here.html' title='Yep, I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzHMnDCk6GY/Ty8ZUUPRfkI/AAAAAAAACPw/zx3wkq1aGsA/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2609536608814941275</id><published>2012-01-30T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:08:45.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New-To-Us Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got some new FREE stuff on Craigslist Sunday....New Patio Furniture! Nice patio furniture, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what Jason loves the most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-30210028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-30210028.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think all of us are going to be forced to eat outside alot more now. Whether we like it or not. :-) ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2609536608814941275?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2609536608814941275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2609536608814941275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2609536608814941275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2609536608814941275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-new-toy.html' title='Our New-To-Us Toy'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2798998503869692613</id><published>2012-01-30T13:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:20:08.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbest Things I've Seen In A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the poo is this? Drop crotch jeans? I DO NOT THINK SO. Of course, half the kids in high school wear their jeans like this anyway. We never dressed like that when I was in school. Kids today have gotten so sloppy. "Back in my day..." (That's for my family...you know what I'm talkin' bout)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="imagefloatleft userImage lead" src="http://media.social.s-msn.com/images/blogs/000c0065-0000-0000-0000-000000000000_00000065-0687-0000-0000-000000000000_20120119165809_dropcrotch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the similiarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_i" data-src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQksjJJchxkmzq_MNlDa6HtY7pHmZW1XH_aCDjslYj6ZrpzFPiV" data-sz="f" height="300" name="o_7_5cCz6Gh1wM:" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQksjJJchxkmzq_MNlDa6HtY7pHmZW1XH_aCDjslYj6ZrpzFPiV" style="margin: 0px 0px 0px -2px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2798998503869692613?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2798998503869692613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2798998503869692613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2798998503869692613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2798998503869692613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/dumbest-things-ive-seen-in-while.html' title='Dumbest Things I&apos;ve Seen In A While'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-341817977024884126</id><published>2012-01-30T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T08:26:11.640-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>More Avery's First Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I finally checked Jason's phone and realized that he had LOTS of pictures on there I'd never seen. I will start with Avery's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A full shot of Avery's outfit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0953.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing Pin the Nose On Elmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0956.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0954.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening presents....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0958.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0960.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0959.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More eating cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG0962.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-341817977024884126?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/341817977024884126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=341817977024884126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/341817977024884126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/341817977024884126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-averys-first-birthday-pictures.html' title='More Avery&apos;s First Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7729059052724677313</id><published>2012-01-29T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:28:25.718-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Avery's New Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery's got some new words and some new interests! She is in this phase where she loves balls. Basketballs, tennis balls, footballs. She will point at one and say "bawl" and just carry it around. Yesterday, she got up in the couch and wanted every ball she saw up there with her. She would point to one and I would put it up there with her and she would just smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shari said that is how Jason was when he was a kid and he turned out to be a great ahtlete. I think that Jason is hoping that this is an indication of how much she will like sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She also loves her "babies." She will wake up in the morning and say "Babies!" and point to her babies. She always has one in her hands. It's so cute. She is also saying "Ups!" That means she wants us to pick her up or put her up on something. It's so cute! It's so funny when they reach the age when they can communicate back with language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is also saying "Bewwa" (Bella), "Bubby" or "Bubba"&amp;nbsp;for Jordan, Pops, she says "Pippa," which is a dog at her daycare. She is really smart and picks up on things crazy fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so fun to watch kids grow!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7729059052724677313?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7729059052724677313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7729059052724677313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7729059052724677313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7729059052724677313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/averys-new-words.html' title='Avery&apos;s New Words'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4789596523109656920</id><published>2012-01-28T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:35:34.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Avery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told you a while back that Avery had some skin problems. We think it's exzema, but we are going to the dermatologist on Friday for a visit and the doctor wants us to stop treating her skin so he can see what it is and know the best way to treat it. She scratches her skin in her sleep and during the day, sometimes so bad it bleeds. It's mainly on her back and neck and shoulders, so where she can reach, it looks like a cat took to her and just scratched away on her skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, Avery had a bad outbreak. We put lotion on her skin and she started screaming bloody murder and crying because it burned her skin so badly. We finally used some stuff that worked and&amp;nbsp;had it 100% gone&amp;nbsp;(a wash, lotion, and cream) and then, we had to stop using it for the dermatologist. Her skin broke out within a day and she started scratching and we decided we couldn't make her suffer for that long so we would wait until next Wednesday to stop using the stuff again. Well, we put lotion on her skin the other night and she screamed again. "Momma, momma" and she was shaking. I felt so helpless! Every time I would blow on her skin she would scream harder. Broke my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is her left shoulder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is her back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is another picture of her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/IMAG1007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope he can give us some stuff to help. I think the stuff we were using was doing just fine but usually, that stuff doesn't work forever. Poor Avery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-4789596523109656920?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/4789596523109656920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=4789596523109656920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4789596523109656920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4789596523109656920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/poor-avery.html' title='Poor Avery'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8062113700495475585</id><published>2012-01-27T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:17:46.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting and No So Interesting News Stories Of The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here&amp;nbsp;are some stories I read on the internet this week. Can you tell I don't have alot of stuff going on? Avery was sick yesterday and is staying with my parents today, so I didn't get any good pictures of her the last few days. So I will just post some of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/blogs/movie-talk/salma-hayek-shines-paris-events-185755096.html"&gt;Actress stuns in a plunging lace dress&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please tell me chokers are not coming back into style!! And I am not "stunned."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's like they literally took a picture of her, without her knowing, in a hallway somewhere. Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="editorial" height="516" src="http://l.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/okf3dcOZxBkccscfUvxFAw--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTMwMA--/http://media.zenfs.com/en-US/blogs/movietalk/300-salmahayek-parisfashionweek-jpg_191145.jpg" title="Photo by Victor Boyko/Getty Images" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/blogs/movie-talk/reese-witherspoon-rocks-230950914.html"&gt;Reese Witherspoon debuts new do&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I love Reese, I really do. But can someone please tell me what is different about this hair style? She has bangs? And how is this "daring," as the article puts it? I don't think it's different at all, in fact. It looks like at the Golden Globes, she had hair extensions. Hmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="editorial" height="203" src="http://l.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/MftMLGlsGxLjx6rFDGy0JA--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTYzMA--/http://media.zenfs.com/en-US/blogs/movietalk/630-reesewitherspoon-jpg_220047.jpg" title="Photo by Getty Images/Splash News" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then they have &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/nfl-shutdown-corner/awwww-read-seven-old-heart-melting-letter-kyle-214810120.html"&gt;sweet stories&lt;/a&gt;, like this letter that a little 7 year old boy wrote to 49ers receiver Kyle Williams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="yom-figure yom-fig-middle" style="width: 275px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AlWpGdgsDvGxVSGA7CX_85JYYsp_;_ylu=X3oDMTFkcWhpdTZuBG1pdANCbG9nIEJvZHkEcG9zAzUEc2VjA01lZGlhQmxvZ0JvZHlBc3NlbWJseQ--;_ylg=X3oDMTNiMnJrajdkBGludGwDdXMEbGFuZwNlbi11cwRwc3RhaWQDNDNlMDQzOWUtZTVjZi0zODVhLWIyNjItMDAwYmM5YTNmOTgwBHBzdGNhdANuZmx8c2h1dGRvd25jb3JuZXIEcHQDc3RvcnlwYWdlBHRlc3QD;_ylv=0/SIG=12vb7bivh/EXP=1328885898/**http%3A//media.zenfs.com/en/blogs/sptusnflexperts/Letter-to-Kyle-Williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="editorial aligncenter" height="320" src="http://l.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/CR8.ONmgb.M5EprTUnWWOQ--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTI3NQ--/http://media.zenfs.com/en/blogs/sptusnflexperts/Letter-to-Kyle-Williams.jpg" title="Letter to Kyle Williams" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/envoy/hillary-clinton-says-she-done-high-wire-american-175721782.html"&gt;Hillary Clinton says she’s done with ‘high wire of American politics&lt;/a&gt;.’" And another one, a good one, bites the dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6971" height="266" src="http://l.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/1pfUuh9U47DzbZ01juqGPA--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTYzMA--/http://media.zenfs.com/en/blogs/theenvoy/hillaryheadband1.jpg" title="Hillary Clinton talks to President Obama ahead of the State of the Union on Jan. 24, 2012. (Evan Vucci/AP)" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then there is this, that broke my heart....&lt;a href="http://search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=Ar5yC06_MtGcLJNjMgRFueabvZx4?p=heidi+klum&amp;amp;toggle=1&amp;amp;cop=mss&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;fr=yfp-t-701"&gt;Heidi Klum and Seal to Divorce&lt;/a&gt;. Really, the last couple I would have thought of. Apparently he had anger issues. But still, divorce?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="315" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1327676728838521" src="http://sm-a2.yimg.com/image/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fl.yimg.com%2Fho%2Fapi%2Fres%2F1.2%2FgryueLP1GMyHqZXmVLiIEg--%2FZmk9Zml0O2g9MTUwMDt3PTE1MDA7cT05MDthcHBpZD15bmV3c3JjaA--%2Fhttp%3A%2F%2Fmedia.zenfs.com%2Fen_us%2FNews%2FReuters%2F2012-01-23T081130Z_1_BTRE80M0MRA00_RTROPTP_2_HEIDIKLUM-SEAL.JPG&amp;amp;maxWidth=406&amp;amp;maxHeight=288&amp;amp;t=1327676727&amp;amp;ttl=129600&amp;amp;sig=ABh.nSyXVyfosum8UkqnKQ--~B" style="height: auto; width: 406px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then there is this &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/demi-moore-ashton-kutcher-breakup-180647422--abc-news.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;. I used to love Ashton and now, I have no respect for the guy, at all. I mean, Demi might be a mess, I am sure she is, but give me a break. You were a stepdad to her kids and you just run off and party with supermodels in Brazil while she is having a nervous breakdown? Not your best moment. Although, I am not sure what she was expecting, marrying him in the first place. But still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher: After the Breakup" class="vlz" height="225" src="http://l.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/urVJvA6rhJq5FHel9O778Q--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7Zmk9aW5zZXQ7aD0yODg7cT04NTt3PTUxMg--/http://media.zenfs.com/en_us/gma/us.abcnews.gma.com/akm_gty_ashton_kutcher_demi_dm_120126_wmain.jpg" title="Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher: After the Breakup" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is anyone going to listen to &lt;a href="http://tv.msn.com/tv/article.aspx?news=698736&amp;amp;ocid=ansent11"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? Just curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="©AP/ Khloe Kardashian" src="http://entimg.s-msn.com/i/150/News/Dec11/KhloeKardashian_150.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; height: 200px; width: 150px;" title="©AP/ Khloe Kardashian" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess that's all for now. Wish I was more interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8062113700495475585?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8062113700495475585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8062113700495475585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8062113700495475585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8062113700495475585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/interesting-and-no-so-interesting-news.html' title='Interesting and No So Interesting News Stories Of The Week'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1487041635553308109</id><published>2012-01-25T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:57:51.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Run For Your Life! It's The Blur!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just once, I would love to get a picture of my daughter,&amp;nbsp; with her smiling, without her or a part of her body being a gigantic blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180158.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so great, when she was younger, and she just sat so, um, STILL. And she couldn't move around or climb on things. And I could take her picture so easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180145.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I realize I don't take as many pictures of her any more because, well, my camera phone is terrible and because I have to take 20 just to get a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180107.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to get a picture in her chair because she matched it today. But, alas, she was too busy to sit for Mommy. Daddy tried to make her laugh and succeeded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25180056.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not clear, but laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the clearest shot I got all night. She loves to stand right by the dishwasher and try and climb on it. Any of your kids like that? Silly little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25175906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25175906.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that's my tale of The Blur. Have a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1487041635553308109?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1487041635553308109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1487041635553308109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1487041635553308109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1487041635553308109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/run-for-your-life-its-blur.html' title='Run For Your Life! It&apos;s The Blur!!!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7557678346467238601</id><published>2012-01-25T06:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:22:12.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>Coffee Filter Wreath - Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom was nice enough to let me borrow her glue gun so I could finish my project!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last night, I was all ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-24195924.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-24195924.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This project did take almost the entire coffee filter bag to finish, but it only took three small glue sticks. I know it's hard to tell, but the wreath I am using is not that big. You can really glue the filters on in any design you'd like. You can make the filters tight or not tight. I chose to do mine like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25061859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25061859.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I placed them very close together. Just put glue at the eraser end, and voila! It actually went along faster than I thought. I started around 8 and was finished by about 10. And here is the finished product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25061151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-25061151.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my gosh, it's so pretty. I had a place I thought I wanted it to go, but now, I've changed my mind. I will do one more and put it in my dining room, so stay tuned for that redo!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7557678346467238601?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7557678346467238601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7557678346467238601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7557678346467238601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7557678346467238601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/coffee-filter-wreath-finally.html' title='Coffee Filter Wreath - Finally!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5423855279712816864</id><published>2012-01-23T12:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:35:53.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Aid Fiasco of '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was pretty aggravated on Saturday night. To tell the story, I must tell you that my husband and I have a "difference of opinion" in regards to cleaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is the type that can't stand clutter. But he is also the type who doesn't put things away where they go, either. For example, if he sees a pile of mail on the counter that is in disarray, he will either A) Straighten it into a nice, neat pile or B) Simply throw all of the papers in the trash. He is not the type to go through all of the papers and organize them. Same holds true for pretty much everything in our house. If I leave something around and he gets annoyed enough with it, he will either stuff it somewhere it DOESN'T go, just so he doesn't have to keep looking at it, or he will toss it in the trash. Now, me, on the other hand, a pile of clutter does bother me, but in my mind, I can't just put it somewhere. I need to go through it and properly clean up and organize. I am very big on things having a place, but I am not always the best about cleaning as I go, putting things away where they need to be. I am also a pretty bad prostrastinator. So, the result is that things don't always get cleaned when I am the one who is supposed to do it. As a result of Jason, we end up losing things in a random place or not finding the thing, at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example, do you and your significant other have that one fight that just sticks in your crawl and when one mentions it to the other, it's like, "HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP BRINGING IT UP???" Well, I will call this the great Kitchen Aid Fiasco of '10. When we moved, it was just a mess. I can't just shove stuff in boxes, I have to organize, but as a result of this trait (and my procrastination/laziness) I will end up packing right up until the last minute. BUT when I do get to my new place, I can almost always find where my stuff is. Jason's philosophy is to do it quickly, not necessarily in an organized fashion. So when we went to unpack, I found bathroom stuff with kitchen stuff, etc. BUT we were packed on time. So, which is better? I don't know. Well, when we finally got to the new house, a collection of my Kitchen Aid, red, beautiful pots went missing. We still can't find those dad gum&amp;nbsp;pots. And every time we lose anything anymore, I refer back to those pots and how much I hate that they are just gone forever and, well, it doesn't end nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I have a list of projects to do and one of them is a coffee filter wreath. I am not going to lie, I am dreading this. I know it's going to take forever and I just can't get up the motivation. But on Saturday night, when the kids were watching a movie, I said, "I am going to get that wreath done." I have a craft box in my garage where my craft supplies are supposed to go. I looked in there and my glue gun, glue sticks, and styrofoam wreath were no where to be found. I asked Jason and he said he had no glue where any of it was, so I started looking. I found the wreath first, in a drawer under our television. I knew Jason had put it there because I would have never put that in that drawer because I would have known I wouldn't be able to remember again, as it was so random. I got mad about that. Of course, his response is, "If you'd have put it away from the beginning, it would have never ended up in that drawer!" Yes, true. But we could go round and round and why the other was wrong and to blame for that wreath in that drawer. I found my glue sticks in a tupperware bin in the garage. But that glue gun? The glue gun has yet to be found. We were both so aggravated looking for that glue gun. I could just scream at both of us, me for not putting it away in the first place and Jason for finding it and tossing it somewhere that we may never see it again. I said, "THIS IS JUST LIKE THOSE POTS!!" And he about lost it. That's when we realized it was best to stop looking and let this night go down without another word about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that is the story of how none of my craft projects got done this weekend. Was that the story I was meaning to tell? Anyway. Enjoy some pictures of my sweet baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174113.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174140.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22174029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5423855279712816864?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5423855279712816864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5423855279712816864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5423855279712816864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5423855279712816864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/kitchen-aid-fiasco-of-10.html' title='Kitchen Aid Fiasco of &apos;10'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8722081019745414388</id><published>2012-01-22T13:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:38:26.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah, It's Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, it's Sunday morning. Too early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22071611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-22071611.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8722081019745414388?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8722081019745414388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8722081019745414388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8722081019745414388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8722081019745414388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-yeah-its-sunday.html' title='Oh yeah, It&apos;s Sunday'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5515281814439864286</id><published>2012-01-19T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:54:42.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing.....The Invasion of The Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I was at home last night thinking that I wouldn't even know what I would be doing right now, living in that small apartment, with all of the toys that Avery, Soph and Jordan (but mainly Avery) got for birthdays and Christmas this year. As it stands, the girls closet is chocked full of toys, Jordan's room is full (although his is the only room in the house that is reasonably organized and maintained), and&amp;nbsp;the top of our entry way closet is full to the top of board games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a basket of books that you can see in the&amp;nbsp;right hand side of the picture below, that now permanently resides under my redone entry way table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s1600/SAM_0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_s20ro1="13" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s320/SAM_0421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see above, the right hand side of this picture is a mess. There were just toys, everywhere, that were never cleaned up and didn't have a space. So, I moved things around a bit and gave Avery her own shelf in the front of the house (which is more of a playroom than an entry way, at this point.) Now, it looks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-16215904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nfa="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-16215904.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div align="center"&gt;It's organized (not in this picture, Avery hadn't gone to bed yet!) but I just feel like I don't have a room in my house strictly designated as a "playroom." And even if we did, Avery would still be out in the living room with us anyway, and would still drag toys in there anyway. So, at this point, I am just curious where you keep your toys in your house, especially when you have no playroom? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5515281814439864286?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5515281814439864286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5515281814439864286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5515281814439864286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5515281814439864286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/introducingthe-invasion-of-toys.html' title='Introducing.....The Invasion of The Toys'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s72-c/SAM_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2985363484384363007</id><published>2012-01-18T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:07:07.445-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday, Avery is at Gigi and Pops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JWZRkJ9gOM/TxbuIac0FRI/AAAAAAAACPo/qQ_J_wYUwa8/s1600/Avery+in+Shades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JWZRkJ9gOM/TxbuIac0FRI/AAAAAAAACPo/qQ_J_wYUwa8/s320/Avery+in+Shades.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2985363484384363007?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2985363484384363007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2985363484384363007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2985363484384363007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2985363484384363007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday-avery-is-at-gigi-and.html' title='Wordless Wednesday, Avery is at Gigi and Pops!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JWZRkJ9gOM/TxbuIac0FRI/AAAAAAAACPo/qQ_J_wYUwa8/s72-c/Avery+in+Shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2046026625331387447</id><published>2012-01-17T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:50:25.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Avery and Her Carseat (In Pictures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have always taken pictures of Avery in her carseat. I took one this morning and was curious how much she has changed.&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/-X86EDquUbxQ/TZS89nsvVcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZVIuTuCXfyQ/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBzbWlsZS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-733584"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_rusb54="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590300804288304578" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X86EDquUbxQ/TZS89nsvVcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZVIuTuCXfyQ/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBzbWlsZS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-733584" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qnCaLHCeZI/TZaevOEysTI/AAAAAAAAA3o/-rCvwQd3z00/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBjYXIuanBn%253F%253D-767066"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_7oewys="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590830521496285490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qnCaLHCeZI/TZaevOEysTI/AAAAAAAAA3o/-rCvwQd3z00/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBjYXIuanBn%253F%253D-767066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZPXUXxSofE/TcP_szBSn6I/AAAAAAAABN8/R45zd3gGzQA/s1600/Avery+Smile.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_fjagoe="4" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZPXUXxSofE/TcP_szBSn6I/AAAAAAAABN8/R45zd3gGzQA/s320/Avery+Smile.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="359" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUvRmhooyzc/TjAerrPfeGI/AAAAAAAAB1s/NdxgrKzYJ4k/s1600/Avery+Fresh+Prince.JPG" width="479" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9aedb4-RT4/Tc9AbVvDR5I/AAAAAAAABSo/_52R0R6cSLw/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMTA1MTQtMTQyMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-776689"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_yi3ifm="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606770899534694290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9aedb4-RT4/Tc9AbVvDR5I/AAAAAAAABSo/_52R0R6cSLw/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMTA1MTQtMTQyMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-776689" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0peTtvwSC8/TdZ7ulCP7VI/AAAAAAAABUQ/b8ulqIId5qA/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBjYXIuanBn%253F%253D-709467"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_xkjdvn="3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608806426082274642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0peTtvwSC8/TdZ7ulCP7VI/AAAAAAAABUQ/b8ulqIId5qA/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBjYXIuanBn%253F%253D-709467" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_G5At9FlRU/TkgG1_o937I/AAAAAAAAB80/HdsexT_Npng/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBwcmV0dHkgaW4gcGluay5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-790734"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_rbe1bg="4" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640766057967640498" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_G5At9FlRU/TkgG1_o937I/AAAAAAAAB80/HdsexT_Npng/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBwcmV0dHkgaW4gcGluay5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-790734" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVKTDMbg4Jo/Tm4PXlWMEAI/AAAAAAAACD8/p0x_9hHdLF8/s1600/a%2Bavery%2B6-742462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_f39pea="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651471480233136130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVKTDMbg4Jo/Tm4PXlWMEAI/AAAAAAAACD8/p0x_9hHdLF8/s320/a%2Bavery%2B6-742462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was this morning....SMILE AVERY! And she smiled so big, her eyes were closed! She is wearing her Elmo shirt and when she looked at it this morning, she said, "Melmo?" So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-17072919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-17072919.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2046026625331387447?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2046026625331387447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2046026625331387447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2046026625331387447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2046026625331387447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/avery-and-her-carseat-in-pictures.html' title='Avery and Her Carseat (In Pictures)'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X86EDquUbxQ/TZS89nsvVcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ZVIuTuCXfyQ/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBzbWlsZS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-733584' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-9033462549564556418</id><published>2012-01-16T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:05:23.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Avery and Minnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really haven't taken alot of pictures of Avery sleeping, so I had to go steal a shot tonight. I can't get over how much hair she has in the back now! This is her Minnie that her Aunt Leslie brought her from Disneyworld. So sweet! Good night blogland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-16215957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-16215957.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-9033462549564556418?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/9033462549564556418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=9033462549564556418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9033462549564556418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9033462549564556418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/avery-and-minnie.html' title='Avery and Minnie'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-778028290038045715</id><published>2012-01-16T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:13:22.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Some Sweet Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would send out some happy pictures of the little munchkin today and celebrate how good my God can be (thought I would do some new effects with the pics this time!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of Avery's new poses. One day, she is going to roll over the other side and surprise herself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14163935-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14163935-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bella doesn't look too impressed, does she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-15185144-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-15185144-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girl loves reading, what can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164258-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164258-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿She also loves climbing in her chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164053-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164053-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, she does get stuck and can't figure out how to get down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-15185220-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-15185220-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, Bella. She tuckers me out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164332-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-14164332-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-778028290038045715?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/778028290038045715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=778028290038045715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/778028290038045715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/778028290038045715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-sweet-pictures.html' title='Some Sweet Pictures'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7753495199095590992</id><published>2012-01-16T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:24:25.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tripp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really don't know why this mother has struck such an emotional cord with me. But I have been looking at her blog several times a day since the last post to see any updates on her little boy. This morning, I got the update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My precious angel received his wings today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have had many nightmares about having to write this post. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was exactly 2 years and 8 months old. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It happened within minutes of me picking him up out of bed and rocking him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He took his last peaceful breaths in my arms, in his most favorite spot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart literally hurts more than I ever thought was possible. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm completely lost without him and don't know where to go or what to do when my feet hit the floor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss him so much it physically hurts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Please don't forget to thank God for the PEACE we prayed to him for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And please bear with me as I try to pull myself together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will let everyone know as soon as I decide on the details of his services. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for the support through this unbearable time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know he's flying high, pain free, and talking Jesus' ear off... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that doesn't take away this selfish feeling of wanting him back in my arms. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, Bubby. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy misses you more than I promised I would...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope Jesus loves your drumming as much as we all did. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rd1ARhFdFec/TxQ9YVJ8OeI/AAAAAAAACPg/yl5KFp7KpfI/s1600/Tripp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rd1ARhFdFec/TxQ9YVJ8OeI/AAAAAAAACPg/yl5KFp7KpfI/s320/Tripp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't stop reading these last two posts. I spoke to some of you who were hardly able to read what I wrote and couldn't bring yourself to read what she wrote herself. I don't know why I couldn't stop. I told my friend this weekend that maybe I felt like it wasn't fair to Tripp's mom, who actually was going through this horrible situation, to not read and experience even the slightest bit of her pain. Like, if I stopped and didn't cry for her and feel her pain that I was sparing myself when this mother couldn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend wasn't the best weekend for me or Jason. Not that anything bad happened per se, but there are some things going on that are out of our control and I find myself a little depressed and sad about life sometimes, especially how people can be towards one another. I try not to talk about the divorce or the unfairness of custody but I still expect some good out of some people and are still somewhat surprised at the ugliness. I guess that's all I can say about that, but when you look at a situation such as this one it's just hard to imagine why people make their lives so much harder than it has to be, why they are mean for no reason, and why they just can't realize that life on it's own is hard enough and we don't need to keep making it harder on ourselves and those around us. But, as my preacher said on Sunday, we don't always know God's plan. We just have to accept that we don't know, but God does. It's not always easy to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you'll notice, I highlighted a part of this post in red, where she asks us to &lt;em&gt;thank God for the peace we prayed for&lt;/em&gt;. Those words are just beyond me. She lost her son in a horrible way and instead of being mad at God, which I am sure a part of her is, she asks us to thank God for the peace he provided towards the end. Sometimes are prayers aren't always answered. And sometimes they are answered in a way that is more than we could have hoped. I guess when you have accepted God's plan, you just ask God for a little bit of comfort in the process. "A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down." If she was going to lose her little boy, she is glad God gave him peace. I am floored by this woman and her strength. Especially that during this process she was able to write about it. She knew that this was a part of EB and that was the whole point of her blog, to bring awareness of this disease and death is a part of that. Floored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my posts have been so sad these last few days but I guess that's how I've been feeling. Just blue. I think we all go through that&amp;nbsp;from time to time in life, don't we? But, we have to know that God has reasons for everything and this is all part of the journey. I am praying for Tripp's mommy. But I am joyful that Tripp is with Jesus and pain free and&amp;nbsp;happy. Hopefully, Jesus will allow Tripp to look after his mommy as she's looked after him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7753495199095590992?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7753495199095590992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7753495199095590992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7753495199095590992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7753495199095590992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/tripp.html' title='Tripp'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rd1ARhFdFec/TxQ9YVJ8OeI/AAAAAAAACPg/yl5KFp7KpfI/s72-c/Tripp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7511941893220371416</id><published>2012-01-13T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T17:00:52.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There Are No Words....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears are streaming down my face as I read this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/2012/01/strongest-boy-ill-ever-know.html"&gt;http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/2012/01/strongest-boy-ill-ever-know.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xld2CxTcR0s/Tw6EKhPkAwI/AAAAAAAAD9k/1NpLH1BJoSQ/s1600/DSC_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_kqh1ew="5" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xld2CxTcR0s/Tw6EKhPkAwI/AAAAAAAAD9k/1NpLH1BJoSQ/s400/DSC_0497.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of you may be following this blog. I saw it in passing today and had to read her story. This sweet little boy is in the last phases of his life. He has a condition known as EB. For more information about EB, click &lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/p/about-junctional-epidermolysis-bullosa.html"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;But for a very brief description:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Junctional Herlitz EB is a very severe form of EB. These infants often die during infancy due to overwhelming infection (sepsis), malnutrition, dehydration, electrolyte imbalance or complications resulting from blistering in the respiratory, gastrointestinal or genitourinary tract.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I could think of when I read this post is sadness for the pain this boy is going through, but more sadness for his mother who has to watch him suffer. Now that I have a daughter, I can feel in my heart the pain of watching your child suffer. Watch him or her only be with you for a short time. It's just heartbreaking. The emotions that would run through me would be more than I think I could bear.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;What I do know is that soon, this little miracle will be running with Jesus, no more pain, no more restrictions. Just Joy With Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly say that I never, ever, EVER take for granted the time I get with my daughter. I never take for granted that she's healthy. And beautiful. And smart. Not even one minute. I don't get frustrated with her hardly ever because any of these women would give their life to be up with their child at 3 am because they are cranky or cold or hungry as opposed to watching their child not be able to sleep because they are in pain and swollen until they are completely unrecognizable. They would love to be frustrated with their children because they are climbing all over everything and running too fast as opposed to being bedridden and restriction. They would love to be able to hug their child as HARD as they could and kiss their child as much as they could without the fear of causing them pain. I kiss my daughter constantly. She is just going to have to deal with it, because any time I pick her up, her cheek is mine. Or her lips, or forhead, or hand. Or anything else I can get my hands on. Sometimes her dad and I squeeze her so hard I am sure she can't breathe. But I don't care. And I don't question why God gave me a beautiful, healthy baby and other people weren't as lucky. Because God has a plan. I just appreciate every moment because it can be taken away from you at any moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On that note, every time I watch the St. Jude commercials, I feel compelled to give something because I have a healthy child and these parents don't. I don't know how much money I can donate, but something that's been on my heart for years (since Bella has been about one) is to train Bella to be a therapy dog. I think Bella has the best disposition and I've always thought she would do well visiting kids in a hospital. I think it's worth giving it a try. A guy at my office adopted two retired full time therapy dogs (meaning they were only one owner, full time). One dog is still a part time therapy dog. They travel to Baylor hospitals and visit the children's area a couple of times a month. I've already been in contact with the person there and intend on following this process forward. I feel it's a way of giving back something to these children who are hurting. If Bella and I can bring them happiness in their times of sorrow, it's our duty and calling from God to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope Bella ends up making a good candidate. It takes a special kind of dog. They say therapy dogs are born, not trained. Bella has always been a dog who is calm (once she is done wagging her powerful tail at you). She will lay down at your feet and let you pet her. She loves being around people, not off by herself. She loves kids. She follows direction. She needs some obediance training (she is not great on a leash) but that is it. I saw Avery the other day grab Bella by her lip and pull as hard as she could, to the point where Bella yelped, and Bella just stood up and moved. That is a test that the hospital will put her through. I really hope this works out because like I said, it's been on my heart for a long time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pray for Tripp and his mother. I know I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7511941893220371416?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7511941893220371416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7511941893220371416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7511941893220371416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7511941893220371416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-are-no-words.html' title='There Are No Words....'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xld2CxTcR0s/Tw6EKhPkAwI/AAAAAAAAD9k/1NpLH1BJoSQ/s72-c/DSC_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5885300972892920878</id><published>2012-01-12T10:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:15:39.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion - Subway Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been getting ready to do some subway art for my house and was back and forth on what I wanted it to say. I decided I can do a couple pieces. One will go in my room and another in my entrance foyer. I don't know about what I will put on my foyer, but I decided I wanted to put the lyrics for the song we danced to at our wedding in our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to put lyrics on a subway art sign without making it look WAY too busy. So, I decided to only put the chorus once, to keep word count to a minimum. I also separated each verse with different fonts, to hopefully help the words flow. Honestly, I am the only one who will ever read this, so as long as I know how the song goes, it doesn't really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is an absolutely beautiful and simple song. We both just love it. It's called "Stay with You" by John Legend. If you haven't heard it, I have added it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/nT1Oozijsy0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nT1Oozijsy0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nT1Oozijsy0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the subway art print I hope to use. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpxJ-_YrInY/Tw8HFH-G3wI/AAAAAAAACPU/0M-hLd8P2k8/s1600/Lyrics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpxJ-_YrInY/Tw8HFH-G3wI/AAAAAAAACPU/0M-hLd8P2k8/s400/Lyrics.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5885300972892920878?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5885300972892920878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5885300972892920878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5885300972892920878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5885300972892920878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/opinion-subway-art.html' title='Opinion - Subway Art'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpxJ-_YrInY/Tw8HFH-G3wI/AAAAAAAACPU/0M-hLd8P2k8/s72-c/Lyrics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-6309286012660001752</id><published>2012-01-12T08:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:36:07.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oranges and Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a mouthful of orange, oh yeah, oh yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-11184858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-11184858.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just messing around with photo editting (Photobucket, not Photoshop). I wish I could fix her eyes, but oh well. We were dancing last night. To Moves Like Jagger. Does that make me a terrible mother?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/AveryandMommy-1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/AveryandMommy-1-1.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-6309286012660001752?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/6309286012660001752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=6309286012660001752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6309286012660001752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6309286012660001752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/oranges-and-dancing.html' title='Oranges and Dancing'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3891232865613746630</id><published>2012-01-11T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:37:54.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever just find yourself bored? Not like, unhappy bored, just like a "nothing really out of the ordinary or interesting has happened lately" bored. Or a "I need to find something to pour my creativity into" bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep trying to figure out a way to incorporate working out into something fun I can do besides just thinking about it as exercise. It's really not the easiest thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would really like to go somewhere. It's been such a long time since I've taken an actual vacation. I suppose you could call Seattle a "vacation" but I am talking about without children, just me and my husband. Do you know we've never been on a vacation together? Now that's just sad. I am keeping my eyes peeled for ultra good deals on hotels and flights, so we will see where that leads us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel bad because I haven't posted in a few days and I haven't taken a picture of Avery since Saturday. So, if I am not posting about Avery or a picture of her, I guess I just don't post at all? That's sad too. So, here is my "wish list" post of projects I have on my brain to do and places I wish Jason and I could go on a trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PROJECTS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paint my wall in my bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get new curtains (for several areas of the house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Subway art in our living room with the words to "Stay With You" by John Legend (what we danced to at our wedding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Redo dresser in bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Redo Table in kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make a patio table from scratch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finish word art for dining room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finish paintings for bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paint mirror black for bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am tired already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLACES TO VISIT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jason's uncle and aunt live in Hawaii and they came over to have dinner with us last night. Their son is going to DBU this semester so they came to drop him off. They told us we need to hurry and visit just in case they are called somewhere else! Um, ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_i" data-sz="f" height="162" name="Cfiy1xve-9NaIM:" src="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRN1Io_SdFmT_dRNp6yXo2-tIxUv3H9f_Io-vWrwoeq9l39FBMIzw" style="margin: -9px 0px 0px;" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend April just moved to a large townhome in New Jersey but it's still a real close trip to Manhattan. She has a one year old too and insisted Jason and I fly out to visit her and her husband. Um. ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="rg_hi" data-height="194" data-width="259" height="194" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTCUtongsoiIeHB_DiQrTWiMHBCZ9YqSoMlXn5NfRLBt3z9gis1" style="height: 194px; width: 259px;" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Nikki lives in Tennessee and we were talking about meeting up somewhere to have another girls' weekend. Where? Who knows and who cares!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="rg_hi" data-height="158" data-width="160" height="158" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSb5kUoF3QtAzxbuHTMPkU-0WJb8SpPTqcdaDUHr5BfWAfC_CHJqw" style="height: 158px; width: 160px;" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jason and I want to take the kids to stay in a cabin in Brokenbow, OK&amp;nbsp;this year. No kidding, they ALL look like this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_i" data-src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTellWoWSvvGSE3Dx3FON4X21RC9ZAzDyhmPmn7VOiRmRdwGc8pDg" data-sz="f" height="152" name="xZS5OI5L08cgIM:" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTellWoWSvvGSE3Dx3FON4X21RC9ZAzDyhmPmn7VOiRmRdwGc8pDg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, I better get busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3891232865613746630?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3891232865613746630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3891232865613746630&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3891232865613746630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3891232865613746630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3894008858152438140</id><published>2012-01-09T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:06:04.580-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>New Addition to The Pecor Fam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since my sister announced to the social media world, I can do it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother in law Dave and my sister Brooke are expecting their first baby in July! We are all so excited and I just can't wait to get my arms around that baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wubLtCAXCAk/Tws6e7zpP5I/AAAAAAAACPM/P_LGyNIYqME/s1600/Little+Peanur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wubLtCAXCAk/Tws6e7zpP5I/AAAAAAAACPM/P_LGyNIYqME/s1600/Little+Peanur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this peanut and Avery are going to make quite the pair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3894008858152438140?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3894008858152438140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3894008858152438140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3894008858152438140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3894008858152438140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-addition-to-pecor-fam.html' title='New Addition to The Pecor Fam!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wubLtCAXCAk/Tws6e7zpP5I/AAAAAAAACPM/P_LGyNIYqME/s72-c/Little+Peanur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8554000661467642662</id><published>2012-01-07T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:51:41.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Big Girl Ponytails.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is she seriously big enough to have ponytails? Oh my gosh, time flies so fast when it comes to kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113541.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113555.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She and her doll are reading her Sesame Street sing along book. (This is our amputee doll that she carried around by the leg so long that the leg finally fell off. I think the doll deserves some R&amp;amp;R.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113628.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves to read the books and turn the pages. I am glad about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-07113646.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8554000661467642662?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8554000661467642662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8554000661467642662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8554000661467642662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8554000661467642662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-girl-ponytails.html' title='Big Girl Ponytails.'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7200723360423116595</id><published>2012-01-05T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:39:11.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gigi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gigi is one of Avery's biggest fans....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0pvqHR47Y8/TXGgs92gINI/AAAAAAAAAqg/PkM4RGkgWno/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBhbmQgZ2lnaS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-738581"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_h0x0rj="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580418107666604242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0pvqHR47Y8/TXGgs92gINI/AAAAAAAAAqg/PkM4RGkgWno/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBhbmQgZ2lnaS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-738581" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shas has been there for every major (and not so major) event of Avery's life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_8kho4m="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583025372249993138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSsY3FPJDS0/TXrj_vT0L7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/2sOjaAdTyQ8/s400/Gigi%2Band%2BPops%2Bdedication.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves Avery more than life itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Uh2rIZTuPk/TXrkFyfe75I/AAAAAAAAAvc/z3_3VOVm5F4/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FZ2lnaSBraXNzZXMuanBn%253F%253D-714486"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_onhfc3="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583025476183453586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Uh2rIZTuPk/TXrkFyfe75I/AAAAAAAAAvc/z3_3VOVm5F4/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FZ2lnaSBraXNzZXMuanBn%253F%253D-714486" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always knew my mother would make a wonderfully fantastic, off the charts. loving, kissing grandmother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRvPrg9pslo/TXrkGEIhWPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/6CEXhx4qQ9c/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA1MTEtMjAxMTAzMDYtMTgxMy5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-715996"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_onhfc3="3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583025480918980850" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRvPrg9pslo/TXrkGEIhWPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/6CEXhx4qQ9c/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA1MTEtMjAxMTAzMDYtMTgxMy5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-715996" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gigi has searched and found all of Avery's cutest outfits, from this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SizM5bOXGnA/TYdLsNDoCWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7PK4ccsBo10/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSB6ZWJyYS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-767483"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_2zzw1r="3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586517085567584610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SizM5bOXGnA/TYdLsNDoCWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7PK4ccsBo10/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSB6ZWJyYS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-767483" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP-jzGVzyoU/TfZEQGsiDOI/AAAAAAAABgA/-xniR0BelJg/s1600/IMG01002-20110612-1602-759424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_e3rj9p="5" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617752628657261794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP-jzGVzyoU/TfZEQGsiDOI/AAAAAAAABgA/-xniR0BelJg/s320/IMG01002-20110612-1602-759424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685038864830019890" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0w5xD7D83g/TuVQuhh7uTI/AAAAAAAACmY/VDaa4knCHo0/s320/roper%2Bwedding%2B001.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04064528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_85va9a="2" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04064528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has always loved to rock her to sleep...&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/-soIZpW8fdGM/TbYcvsCx9yI/AAAAAAAABFo/RVfoEH1v1EM/s1600/IMAG0582-741056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_ni3wfj="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599694792284043042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-soIZpW8fdGM/TbYcvsCx9yI/AAAAAAAABFo/RVfoEH1v1EM/s320/IMAG0582-741056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She thinks Avery is the most beautiful thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to watch Avery experience new things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_wg7juk="17" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to teach her new things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630157375388252066" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oPJFG8plr-A/TiJWTZWP96I/AAAAAAAABwU/usrK5UlqNaQ/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgYW5kIGdpZ2kuanBn%253F%253D-764518" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to just love on her as much as possible.&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/-W3EEDuq2PaM/TiJWTpbVKmI/AAAAAAAABwc/VF5uhhcg0UE/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBnaWdpIGhvbGRpbmcgYXZlcnkuanBn%253F%253D-765974"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_8xa6sa="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630157379704531554" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3EEDuq2PaM/TiJWTpbVKmI/AAAAAAAABwc/VF5uhhcg0UE/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBnaWdpIGhvbGRpbmcgYXZlcnkuanBn%253F%253D-765974" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom, Avery has the best Gigi in the whole wide world. She loves you so much, lights up when she sees you, follows you around the room, loves to give you kisses, loves to have you read her books, and just loves you all the way around. Thank you for being such a great Gigi and we love you. Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7200723360423116595?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7200723360423116595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7200723360423116595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7200723360423116595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7200723360423116595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-gigi.html' title='Happy Birthday Gigi!!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0pvqHR47Y8/TXGgs92gINI/AAAAAAAAAqg/PkM4RGkgWno/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBhbmQgZ2lnaS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-738581' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5636547481988161665</id><published>2012-01-04T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:31:48.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Might Be Gone but....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Christmas Tree is gone. But before I kicked it to the curb (literally), I decided I wanted to keep a few of those pretty limbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-01181611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-01181611.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I just kind of, put them places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202213.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202306.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04202228.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little something for the winter season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5636547481988161665?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5636547481988161665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5636547481988161665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5636547481988161665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5636547481988161665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-tree-might-be-gone-but.html' title='Christmas Tree Might Be Gone but....'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5428539238268942007</id><published>2012-01-04T08:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:45:49.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I got&amp;nbsp;a new car this last year. Oh, I didn't tell you? It's a Chevy HHR (burnt orange. awesome!)&amp;nbsp;I pretty much love it. It drives really nicely, really sporty but with lots of room. It's a good crossover. We already had an SUV so we didn't want another car with not great gas mileage. But my two door cavalier just wasn't cutting it anymore. Even if it was paid off. I don't think I have a picture, though. Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason, the keyless entry has been giving us problems. I need to take it in to get it fixed. But anyway, I have gotten into the habit of locking the car manually when I get out of it. This morning, I went out around 6:45 to start my car and apparently, locked it. At 7, when it was time to take Avery to Jenn's, I couldn't get in. It was locked. And running. Luckily, after a few phone calls, I found Chevy roadside assitance and they came and opened my car door for me. And my dad came and picked up Avery so I wouldn't be too late for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I normally freak out over stuff like this, but all's well that end's well, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of my beautiful daughter in a Christmas outfit she got from her Gigi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04064528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2012-01-04064528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a good Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5428539238268942007?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5428539238268942007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5428539238268942007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5428539238268942007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5428539238268942007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/locked-out.html' title='Locked Out!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5686233347828800907</id><published>2012-01-02T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:00:59.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year to you all! Jason, Avery and I spent a quiet evening at home on New Year's Eve. I am still not feeling 100%, and that night, I pretty much felt awful. So, I was in bed by 10:30 or so. It was nice, though. I don't think Jason and I have ever gone out for New Year's Eve since we've been together, so maybe when the kids get older, we can actually have a party or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone keeps talking about "words" for the New Year. I guess you pick a word and that is your theme for the year. I don't usually do that, but I was reading another friend's blog about picking her word and one word came to my mind about our year. Focus. Jason and I have big plans for 2012. We finally feel like we are stable, we have good jobs and we have a home that we are getting a good deal on. We have some previous financial obligations that we need to pay, we have two cars we want to pay off, student loans to pay off, and a few things here and there. Our goal is to get all of these paid off at least by the end of 2013. But, as I read stories of people who paid off large amounts of debts (ours, with cars and student loans and past debts is pretty substantial but not as much as most I've read, since we have no credit card debt or mortgage) it takes alot of focus. Focus and discipline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But as I continue to go forward in this life, as both of us continue, we realize how we do and don't want to live. Neither of us wants to be a slave to our debt. To get trapped in the materialism that might hamper us from being where we want to be. Jason and I want to feel free. We want to feel like we are not trapped and locked into a financial burden constantly. I feel like in life, God gives you chances and opportunities and it's up to you to take advantage of it. Right now, we are making good money without alot of bills. We have an opportunity to either fall into old financial habits and not make things better, or to actually try and make a dent in our future goals. We want to buy a house before it's time for Avery to go to school, which gives us about 3 years. This can be done. With a little focus and determination! Keep us in mind when you pray, that Jason and I can stay focused on our goals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leave you with a picture of my beautiful daughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31184730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31184730.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5686233347828800907?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5686233347828800907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5686233347828800907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5686233347828800907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5686233347828800907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-6662851650318501135</id><published>2012-01-01T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:44:07.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery and The Trampoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery really loves the trampoline. She will get on it and walk around. She loves it when she falls down and when you jump her up and down! She will just laugh and laugh. She especially likes it when you do tricks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130753.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130818.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130851.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130906.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130918.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She really is such a fun kid. Always willing to try new things, love to play, just has a great disposition. So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-31130940.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-6662851650318501135?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/6662851650318501135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=6662851650318501135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6662851650318501135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6662851650318501135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2012/01/avery-and-trampoline.html' title='Avery and The Trampoline'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2490814792267683581</id><published>2011-12-30T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T09:19:47.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>New Favorite Picture and The Paci Goes Bye Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what it is about my daughter, but when she's done with a phase, she just moves on without much coersion from us. Solids, from breastfeeding to bottle to sippy cup, now the paci. I told myself she would be done with that thing around 12 months, but honestly, she used it to sleep and I was just never ready to deal with the nights of crying, so I let her have it. Well, she was teething this week and more gnawing on her paci than sucking. She ended up gnawing a whole right in her paci. We got her replacements ones, but she just wasn't interested in them after that. So as of yesterday, we said good-bye to the paci. We tried to give it to her at her nap, but she just threw it away and refused to put it in her mouth. Last night, she went down for bed without it and was fine. Kind of sad. No more baby, it's slipping away little by little each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my new favorite picture (although, they seem to get replaced with great pictures every day!) This was taken with Poppi's camera of the girls in Avery's rocking chair. I think Avery looks so old in this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xupyXlIp4xU/Tv3WQO5-YuI/AAAAAAAACPE/0SGEqcRSskk/s1600/Avery+and+Sophie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xupyXlIp4xU/Tv3WQO5-YuI/AAAAAAAACPE/0SGEqcRSskk/s320/Avery+and+Sophie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Friday everyone - I am still battling being sick, so our plans for Friday are kind of going bye-bye. Isn't it sad as a parent that you would rather have a good night's rest without your child than go out? Man, how my life has changed.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2490814792267683581?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2490814792267683581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2490814792267683581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2490814792267683581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2490814792267683581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-favorite-picture-and-paci-goes-bye.html' title='New Favorite Picture and The Paci Goes Bye Bye'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xupyXlIp4xU/Tv3WQO5-YuI/AAAAAAAACPE/0SGEqcRSskk/s72-c/Avery+and+Sophie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5719894277358436966</id><published>2011-12-28T09:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:45:47.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Pics and Projects of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just thought I would recap this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Favorite Pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this pic. Mainly because I didn't realize it, but she was flipping off the camera. And the look of disdain is priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_rubycn="19" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560226623825989602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/TSnkp6_RT-I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Lirec8aolcA/s400/avery%2Bnew.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this picture of me and my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_rubycn="33" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560221426308763138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/TSnf7YumTgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WnOnENaYmJM/s400/avery%2Band%2Bmommy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_rubycn="34" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560219896705706098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/TSneiWgz6HI/AAAAAAAAAjM/cx6tZSCOgl8/s400/avery%2Barm.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is smiling so big!&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/-UiAlt6ls-q8/TYIG9gH9jyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cgcm9WDj7W0/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBzdCBwYXR0eXMuanBn%253F%253D-793612"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_s5yfel="51" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585034141557952290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiAlt6ls-q8/TYIG9gH9jyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cgcm9WDj7W0/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBzdCBwYXR0eXMuanBn%253F%253D-793612" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sisters...&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/-rOVBFPZJxlo/TYQYNly7UJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jqAvbw7qmIo/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBhbmQgc29waGlhLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-782122"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_s5yfel="46" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616059609338002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rOVBFPZJxlo/TYQYNly7UJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jqAvbw7qmIo/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBhbmQgc29waGlhLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-782122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knjh3ShN278/TYnu_QpKeNI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ATYhJes0yGw/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSA0IG1vbnRoLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-744557"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_s5yfel="24" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587259583296600274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knjh3ShN278/TYnu_QpKeNI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ATYhJes0yGw/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSA0IG1vbnRoLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-744557" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First night away from home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVbHp8FMtDs/TY5RDXpP68I/AAAAAAAAA1s/txbM-zJXoIs/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBieWUgYnllLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-792954"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_s5yfel="14" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588493305941846978" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVbHp8FMtDs/TY5RDXpP68I/AAAAAAAAA1s/txbM-zJXoIs/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBieWUgYnllLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-792954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AI53JbbBUAs/TbrAyGRKuMI/AAAAAAAABJg/G9hoSrQESIE/s1600/Avery%2BSmile.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_pgp10="11" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AI53JbbBUAs/TbrAyGRKuMI/AAAAAAAABJg/G9hoSrQESIE/s400/Avery%2BSmile.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please excuse the large woman in the bathing suit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmMplrxun-I/TeT57GjX4xI/AAAAAAAABZs/xAOFeVy3hHI/s1600/Avery+Swimming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_2sq7aw="5" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmMplrxun-I/TeT57GjX4xI/AAAAAAAABZs/xAOFeVy3hHI/s320/Avery+Swimming.jpg" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0Yb2UMnJGY/TeQvRRwC5NI/AAAAAAAABYU/rnvMZoeRkxo/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBqIGFuZCBuLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-740978"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_2sq7aw="10" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612663009479681234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0Yb2UMnJGY/TeQvRRwC5NI/AAAAAAAABYU/rnvMZoeRkxo/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBqIGFuZCBuLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-740978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R-2Bp7Z9O4/TdPyU6ztKUI/AAAAAAAABTo/-N_1YMFhQuk/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-762945"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_2sq7aw="28" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608092402203830594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R-2Bp7Z9O4/TdPyU6ztKUI/AAAAAAAABTo/-N_1YMFhQuk/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-762945" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After her first trip to the dentist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3npDHLNhbH8/Tgypo-0oXTI/AAAAAAAABrU/BQThygzL-k4/s1600/IMG00118-20110629-1806-706665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_usab6o="3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624056556202515762" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3npDHLNhbH8/Tgypo-0oXTI/AAAAAAAABrU/BQThygzL-k4/s320/IMG00118-20110629-1806-706665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VX3zKHvNcXE/TgsrQX6CyCI/AAAAAAAABrM/DGbA6SgVoBw/s1600/IMG00111-20110629-0722-716145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_usab6o="6" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623636119997564962" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VX3zKHvNcXE/TgsrQX6CyCI/AAAAAAAABrM/DGbA6SgVoBw/s320/IMG00111-20110629-0722-716145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad's Girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619728512037702002" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_1PwdcyuoA/Tf1JTp4kSXI/AAAAAAAACNo/npAh-RcYDxo/s320/Father%2527s%2BDay%2B2011%2B050.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614915559738886066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---a49HQGB3o/Tewv89YMx7I/AAAAAAAACL4/6pvgMOCmmsw/s320/fun%2Btimes%2B004.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One my all time faves...&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/-mL4Xp4WJAMw/ThNv4Tk9kVI/AAAAAAAABtc/7sdsY1t8914/s1600/july%2B4th-773674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_11zzrs="10" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625963372634542418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mL4Xp4WJAMw/ThNv4Tk9kVI/AAAAAAAABtc/7sdsY1t8914/s320/july%2B4th-773674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avery's Fan Club...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWcb59joci8/TiJWTt2OYwI/AAAAAAAABwk/GKR6GauLZjc/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBnaWdpIHBvcHMgYXZlcnkuanBn%253F%253D-766568"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_3ipawx="3" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630157380891075330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWcb59joci8/TiJWTt2OYwI/AAAAAAAABwk/GKR6GauLZjc/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSBnaWdpIHBvcHMgYXZlcnkuanBn%253F%253D-766568" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-bPYe91suSlA/TcggUX_PVqI/AAAAAAAABOU/bmeTlE6qo1I/s1600/All+Girls.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_kch1mk="5" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPYe91suSlA/TcggUX_PVqI/AAAAAAAABOU/bmeTlE6qo1I/s320/All+Girls.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Bell Ice Cream Face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SS0jtz4Coxs/TlGB7UebbWI/AAAAAAAAB_M/wj8zbmEYghU/s320/IMAG0844-725167.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-22115608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-22115608.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really could go on and on, so I will stop for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Favorite Projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chalkboard Table, Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFf42M5eE3U/TeeUHhyIxlI/AAAAAAAABaQ/H6n24Zg8kmk/s1600/Table+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_frr9wt="2" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFf42M5eE3U/TeeUHhyIxlI/AAAAAAAABaQ/H6n24Zg8kmk/s320/Table+1.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yozm7iT3TOE/TiSIft7qVBI/AAAAAAAABx8/8C-BWGrKW0w/s1600/Sophia%2527s%2BTable%2B2-786295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_frr9wt="5" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630775512607118354" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yozm7iT3TOE/TiSIft7qVBI/AAAAAAAABx8/8C-BWGrKW0w/s320/Sophia%2527s%2BTable%2B2-786295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foyer Table, Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faw4BwGSXkk/TuV8nwiYZ7I/AAAAAAAACNQ/ZgsdLTlNEwE/s1600/SAM_0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_eq71u8="15" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faw4BwGSXkk/TuV8nwiYZ7I/AAAAAAAACNQ/ZgsdLTlNEwE/s320/SAM_0411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After!&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/-JMpFGh8qsjg/TuV7dBPtYXI/AAAAAAAACM4/Ng8kG58-pm8/s1600/SAM_0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_eq71u8="16" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMpFGh8qsjg/TuV7dBPtYXI/AAAAAAAACM4/Ng8kG58-pm8/s320/SAM_0420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cookie Jar Redo, Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4NkHHfAhiY/Tf-MXjcFfxI/AAAAAAAABmk/bKviQHaT1Kg/s1600/IMG00046-20110619-1627-743824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_sdk3uf="2" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620365196259589906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4NkHHfAhiY/Tf-MXjcFfxI/AAAAAAAABmk/bKviQHaT1Kg/s320/IMG00046-20110619-1627-743824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5cbvVQ14dg/Tf-N-zDkitI/AAAAAAAABnM/bOkwFkK4b8k/s1600/IMG00058-20110619-2018-757788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_sdk3uf="6" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620366969978260178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5cbvVQ14dg/Tf-N-zDkitI/AAAAAAAABnM/bOkwFkK4b8k/s320/IMG00058-20110619-2018-757788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Wreath, Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_ihqgy="28" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06174322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" closure_uid_ihqgy="29" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06174322.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could go on and on with this as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are your faves on your blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5719894277358436966?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5719894277358436966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5719894277358436966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5719894277358436966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5719894277358436966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/favorite-pics-and-projects-of-2011.html' title='Favorite Pics and Projects of 2011'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/TSnkp6_RT-I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Lirec8aolcA/s72-c/avery%2Bnew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8867857568209580345</id><published>2011-12-28T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T08:24:58.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparklers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother in law has the bright idea every year to bring us fireworks, things we can never use, but he brings them anyway. Yeah, Scotty, I am talking to you, buddy! I came across said firework bag and found some sparklers. Since the kids go back to their mom's today, I decided those would be OK to do in the backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surprisingly, they kind of scared Sophia at first. But then she warmed up to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27214902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27214902.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned lately how much I love having a yard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27214852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27214852.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I am getting sick, which is no bueno. Jason and I are supposed to have a date night this Friday.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8867857568209580345?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8867857568209580345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8867857568209580345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8867857568209580345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8867857568209580345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/sparklers.html' title='Sparklers'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3087298044646107293</id><published>2011-12-27T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:36:02.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might be two days after Christmas, but I found this Christmas quiz on another blog and thought I would answer some questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Egg nog or hot chocolate? Hot chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? He just sets them out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? White on the tree. I was always against colored lights, but we put them on our house this year and they looked pretty awesome! Whichever color they are, as long as the bulbs are facing the same way, they should look good.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe? Never have.&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? Thanksgiving weekend or whenever I get a free moment. I believe I was still putting up Christmas decorations last weekend :-) &lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish? Hmmmm...sweet potatoe casserole and my Aunt Angie's stuffing. And my mom's homeade cinnamon rolls. &lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite holiday memory as a child? Christmas Eve! I loved when my grandparents and aunt would come, we would open our pjs and watch Christmas movies, eat junk, and my mom would deliver rolls to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? What truth about Santa? As long as I believe, he still brings me presents. I don't really know when I really found out, to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Yes, it's always been and forever will be pjs.&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? This year, just lights, ornaments we've had over the years, and some Dollar Tree red balls.&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or dread it? Love it!&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift? Yes - a pair of Girbeau jeans. It was the year I opened my presents early (sshh, don't tell my parents) and I had to fake surprise that morning. I couldn't wait to wear those jeans!&lt;br /&gt;14. What’s the most important thing about the holidays for you? Spending time with family&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite holiday dessert? Depends on the mood I am in! Anything with my mom's homeade whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Hhmmm....having a lit Christmas tree in my living room. It makes the house so full!&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree? Nothing this year. They all looked too cheesy to put on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer: giving or receiving? Giving, without a doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Candy canes: yuck or yummy? Yucky. I've never liked those things.&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite Christmas show? National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, which reminds me, I didn't see that this year. That's a problem.&lt;br /&gt;21. Saddest Christmas song? There was this song I heard called Christmas Shoes?&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite Christmas song? Do you hear what I hear, O Holy Night, White Christmas, but only Bing's version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3087298044646107293?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3087298044646107293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3087298044646107293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3087298044646107293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3087298044646107293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-quiz.html' title='Christmas Quiz'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8365141491862055935</id><published>2011-12-27T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T09:47:04.868-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Emotional Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw two movies the last two nights that sent me over the emotional edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, it was The Help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_i" data-sz="f" height="182" name="O1DdCokE1K-68M:" 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width="123" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second was War Horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="rg_hi" data-height="220" data-width="220" height="220" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSjGrGxI7SzM5H9Fs3lnF8Q2gFJayW-qVhBxwkZ4d7-FH9w625IGw" style="height: 220px; width: 220px;" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I will start by saying I don't usually cry in movies. But both of these had me blubbering like a baby. I was hesitant to see The Help as I don't usually like movies about the Civil Rights Movement. They make me way to angry about things that went on. It's ridiculous what we did to people in this country leading up to and during this time in our history. But so many people said it was good, and my mother in law insisted that we rent it. It was good. It was really good. But it made me angry also. I just find it appalling that these people allowed African American women to raise their children but not use their bathroom. But at least it ended good with the bad person getting her come-uppance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;War Horse was one I knew nothing about. I should have guessed it was sad. But I wasn't prepared for the level of emotions this movie was about to subject me to. I had to get up a couple of times I leave because I couldn't take it. I told Shari that she was no longer allowed to pick movies and that we would be watching nothing but happy kids movies for the next few days. War Horse was good though. Very good. Just hard to watch. I don't think since Passion for the Christ have I cried as hard during a movie. But I will tell you, movies about animals like this get me every time. This isn't a movie about animal mistreatment at all, just a movie about war and what was required of horses&amp;nbsp;during the first World War. And this horse was spectacular. They called it the Miraculous Horse and he was. It has a good ending, just in case you were wondering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072256.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little stinker is getting teeth numbers 15 and 16, the top two sharp teeth. (I think they are called canines.) This has been the worst of all 16 of them. She is cranky, isn't getting much sleep, and inconsolable lately! I feel so bad for her because I know she isn't feeling well. We tried teething tablets, which work OK, but last night I gave her a little Tylenol which seemed to help. She actually slept through the night, which is good. But I will say she is getting more willful now! She knows what "no" means and will sometimes just look at you with these eyes when you tell her "no no" and do whatever it is anyway. Little stinker. She also doesn't want to go down at night as easily because now she knows she is missing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took her to Christmas Eve service and during the whole sermon, she wanted to walk around. I took her behind the worship center into some hallways with lots of stairs. That little stinker climbed up two flights of steps several times! This was the first I've seen her climb steps. Scary!! She seemed to be pretty proud of herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072218.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first month I haven't done "month" pictures. I just don't feel the need to keep doing 13 months, 14 months, etc. I will do 18 months and two years and some informal in between. She is getting too big too fast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-27072209.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this little munchkin!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8365141491862055935?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8365141491862055935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8365141491862055935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8365141491862055935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8365141491862055935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/emotional-rollercoaster.html' title='Emotional Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3579937355513826497</id><published>2011-12-26T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:08:06.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've had Jason's parents and grandmother staying with us this week and it's been really nice! I still have one more day off, which will make 5 in a row. It's been so nice! We went to my mom and dad's for a little while on Christmas Eve. This was the first Christmas I've spent away from my family, which was a little hard to get used to. But we did manage to get together on Christmas Eve, even for a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was also the first year I made almost all my Christmas presents!! Here are the ones I made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my mother in law. It's a favorite verse for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215235.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my sister. She travels alot and just moved into a new apartment, so I asked her what states she's been to so we could make some art for her apartment. There is one flaw in this picture that I didn't notice until later, can you find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215247.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two things turned out so good. It was my first time to use Modge Podge (made my own for 74 cents!) and it was alot of fun. I will do one for my house and give a tutorial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my parents. I just love it. The clothes pins are to hold pictures of kids as they get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20215741.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really enjoyed doing these! I think it's a trend I will continue!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't do a great job of taking pictures on my phone. But between Jason and me, we got some good ones. These are the ones I got on my phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24134907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24134907.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24134949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24134949.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the best one we could get of Avery in this peppermint box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24135147.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of Christmas Eve night of Nawnie and the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200211.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200255.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Jason's Grandma Brown and the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-24200342.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Christmas Morning! Jason and Poppie stayed up until about midnight putting together a trampoline in the back for the kids. I stayed up helping Santa with some presents as well. Surprisingly, the kids didn't wake up until about 7:00 or so. Actually, I believe they might have woken up at 4 or so, but Nawnie told them to go back to bed (thankfully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought Jordan a Harry Potter wand (that is actually pretty cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071107.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought Sophie a Spongebob air hockey table, that plugs in and has air flow and everything. Santa must have found this on sale somewhere. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071116.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Santa brought Avery a new pull toy because she loves to drag things around. We didn't buy Avery a whole lot of toys this year because we honestly didn't think she'd play with them. And we were right. Every chance she got to play with her brother and sister's toys, she took it. Or&amp;nbsp;a sock on the ground. Or any old thing besides the toys she got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25071026.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had all 14 of Jason's family over for lunch. We bought a 22 pound turkey and got a smoker and smoked it for the occasion. This was Jason's job and BOY did he do a good job! That turkey was amazing! He brined it for 24 hours beforehand then we cooked it at a low temperature in the oven the night before. It smoked for about 4 hours to perfection! Here is our feast. I finally get to cross off another thing from my list of making a holiday meal for my family. We made it all from scratch, except for the rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124847.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124855.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25124903.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of the kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25154723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25154723.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25154605.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25154605.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are the kids against the trampoline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25162603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-25162603.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a great holiday - I am very sad to see it over. And&amp;nbsp;I don't want to work tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3579937355513826497?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3579937355513826497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3579937355513826497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3579937355513826497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3579937355513826497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-and-christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8192275549344548315</id><published>2011-12-23T23:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:55:41.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't going to do Christmas cards this year, but I've said every year since I've been with Jason that we will do them and every year, I haven't. It's not the easiest thing to plan, when we only see the kids every other weekend. But I went and got some new PJs and we had a little photo shoot by the tree. It's in our true style - imperfect, real, and last minute. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJyAUvZw5LY/TvVml6FiELI/AAAAAAAACOQ/BA4PJyW-iIY/s1600/Camera+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJyAUvZw5LY/TvVml6FiELI/AAAAAAAACOQ/BA4PJyW-iIY/s320/Camera+065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5Puxm9ADSk/TvVm3l_sVcI/AAAAAAAACOc/hgkrIZqUcpM/s1600/Camera+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5Puxm9ADSk/TvVm3l_sVcI/AAAAAAAACOc/hgkrIZqUcpM/s320/Camera+063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan has finally gotten to the point where he is smiling with teeth in pictures, I think he looks so handsome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnioPINkOBQ/TvVnH8nAerI/AAAAAAAACOo/SJly28qzRUU/s1600/Camera+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnioPINkOBQ/TvVnH8nAerI/AAAAAAAACOo/SJly28qzRUU/s320/Camera+062.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This child can't take a bad picture. She is one of the most photogenic girls I've ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5atkOGNHjM0/TvVnJQV03QI/AAAAAAAACOw/L7YEEgVEs2Y/s1600/Camera+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5atkOGNHjM0/TvVnJQV03QI/AAAAAAAACOw/L7YEEgVEs2Y/s320/Camera+064.JPG" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery&amp;nbsp;looks like such a little girl!!! I love her face in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ul8_PiNX8g/TvVnLCGExMI/AAAAAAAACO4/2FOlsh9NrDk/s1600/Camera+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ul8_PiNX8g/TvVnLCGExMI/AAAAAAAACO4/2FOlsh9NrDk/s320/Camera+060.JPG" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas! Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and the kids are so excited. Jordan told us that he slept in this morning and is sleeping in tomorrow so he can be up good and early Christmas day. Sophia has counted out the gifts about 6 times already!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was telling a Christmas memory of when we were kids. My sisters and I used to think Christmas Eve was excruciatingly long so we would make schedules for the whole day to make the day pass by longer. Like, "12-1, play Monopoly. 1-2, ride bikes." That's pretty funny when I think about it! But as an adult like just blows on by and for kids, it can't come fast enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8192275549344548315?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8192275549344548315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8192275549344548315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8192275549344548315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8192275549344548315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJyAUvZw5LY/TvVml6FiELI/AAAAAAAACOQ/BA4PJyW-iIY/s72-c/Camera+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-6450396410341851922</id><published>2011-12-21T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T21:01:42.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I Learned In Life I Learned From Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Pinned Image" height="640" id="pinCloseupImage" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/120189883775134138_qQhWz8dL_c.jpg" width="412" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-6450396410341851922?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/6450396410341851922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=6450396410341851922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6450396410341851922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6450396410341851922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/everything-i-learned-in-life-i-learned_21.html' title='Everything I Learned In Life I Learned From Friends'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1958319258184471606</id><published>2011-12-20T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:11:51.919-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Avery pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My in laws are coming tomorrow to stay with us for a little while, so we have been busy, busy little bees for the last week trying to get things ready. I've made all of my Christmas gifts this year (but of course, I can't show them to you, don't want wondering eyes to see.) Well, I've made them all except the kids. I must say, I have surprised myself with what I can do. I have a few projects that I've done for others that I'd like to do for myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't posted Avery pictures in a few days so I thought I would show you my big girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the mornings, we move the highchair into our room while we get ready so Avery can eat some breakfast and watch some TV. Lately it's been the Wiggles, but I don't think she is that attached to it yet. Have I told you all how much I love having wood floors? And dogs that will come back behind food thrown on the floor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20061853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20061853.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My daughter is just a delight. She really is a joy every day. She is the light of my life and I love, love, love watching her and observing all of the things she can do. To watch her walk now, you'd think she's been doing it forever. But she still has that toddler, bow legged thing going on, that makes us laugh sometimes. Especially when she gets to walking really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her new words she can say are "night night," "ewww," and "go go go" (Jason has taught her that for when they are driving). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20070547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20070547.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her hair is long enough for pig tails, but it's in that weird, sticking up like horns thing and I don't have a set of matching small bows. So lately, it's just been a ponytail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you'll notice in the picture above, she has her dolly by the leg, carrying it around. That little leg is about to come off! She can't carry a doll or animal unless it's by the leg, which is odd, but that's what she does. She's not really interested in toys much, just books and stuffed animals. And stuff she's not supposed to have. We actually decided that this year, she would only get three small toys from us and a couple from Santa. I've seen a ton of stuff, but I just know it will sit on the ground and she won't play with it. I got her one of those pull string toys, which I think she will really like. She likes to drag things around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20070600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-20070600.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jason says she looks like me and I think I would agree! But she is much more beautiful than I am - my husband and I made one good looking baby, I think!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One more working day until I am off for five days! Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1958319258184471606?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1958319258184471606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1958319258184471606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1958319258184471606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1958319258184471606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/avery-pics.html' title='Avery pics'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-899155178343910896</id><published>2011-12-19T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:16:31.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Highly Impressed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are giving out Jason's homeade bread as gifts to our co-workers this year. We had a few loaves leftover and Jason decided to take them to a few clients he is trying to woo. Without my help, he found the red yarn and some labels and this is what he sent me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCqkSowzccU/Tu9_UCbV2TI/AAAAAAAACN4/USytrIFzAkM/s1600/Bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCqkSowzccU/Tu9_UCbV2TI/AAAAAAAACN4/USytrIFzAkM/s320/Bread.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am actually quite impressed!! I just got a response that said, "See, I can do stuff. You usually think I can't and just do stuff yourself." Point taken, hubby. Be careful what you wish for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-899155178343910896?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/899155178343910896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=899155178343910896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/899155178343910896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/899155178343910896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/highly-impressed.html' title='Highly Impressed...'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCqkSowzccU/Tu9_UCbV2TI/AAAAAAAACN4/USytrIFzAkM/s72-c/Bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7857613542384531243</id><published>2011-12-19T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:22:09.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rake-Rake-Raking The Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason and I have always wanted to live in an established neighborhood. We have talked about when we buy a house, we'd like to buy one in a neighborhood that's existed for a while. In Collin County, where we lived for a while, there are many neighborhoods that are brand new. The lots aren't very big (in some cases, they had no backyards at all.) and there was NO trees in any yard. We have always like streets where you drive down and see big, pretty trees covering the houses. Well, the neighborhood we live in now is just like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, with big trees comes big leaves. And our yard is pretty big and it's been COVERED in leaves! We had no rake so this weekend, we ended up getting two (because the kids will be doing most of this raking - I knew kids came in handy!) This weekend, they started raking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18094802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18094802.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I watched Jordan raking and Sophia playing in the big pile of leaves, it brough back memories of raking up my grandparents&amp;nbsp;yard when I was a kid. We would go out and rake up leaves (we didn't do it very well, I think we just raked to get a pile to play in). I had so many fond memories of my grandparent's house and this was definitely one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18094903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18094903.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you believe Christmas is on Sunday? I can't. It's just insane how fast it came this year!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7857613542384531243?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7857613542384531243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7857613542384531243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7857613542384531243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7857613542384531243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/rake-rake-raking-leaves.html' title='Rake-Rake-Raking The Leaves'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2402798173810470869</id><published>2011-12-18T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:30:20.468-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>DIY Stocking Letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, this year, we are having 8 people for Christmas morning, which means I needed stockings for everyone. I looked into getting stockings personalized, but even at a good price, like $15, I couldn't bring myself to pay for it. So, I opted for some cheap stockings from Walmart and thought I would get some cute letters to identify what stocking goes with which person. But, as I looked around, at several stores, I couldn't find one design that had enough letters for all 8 of us. And I started looking the second stores put out Christmas stuff. And the ones I could find with enough letters were expensive (which is probably while they hadn't been purchased by anyone yet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a thought of using paper cutouts, but then at Hobby Lobby today, the answer stared me in my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found these wooden letters, $1.00 for four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-17231252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-17231252.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I needed 3 J's, I thought, that's a good deal! $6 for all 8 of us to have personalized stockings! All I needed was a little bottle of acrylic paint and I was good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had some red yarn that has come in really handy. Just a little glue gun and some yarn.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18012000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18012000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18011939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18011939.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like them! Very cute if you ask me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18011948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-18011948.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2402798173810470869?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2402798173810470869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2402798173810470869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2402798173810470869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2402798173810470869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/diy-stocking-letters.html' title='DIY Stocking Letters'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1011641343404761815</id><published>2011-12-16T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:08:40.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Personalized Santa Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all of you with kids, this is really, really cute. Click on this &lt;a href="http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/watch/mTBiBObEzfGfncJPZ68WdQA"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; and you will see Santa sent Avery a video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDe-3CFanlg/TuulNVQ4d1I/AAAAAAAACNw/pUCLlxp1Hms/s1600/Santa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDe-3CFanlg/TuulNVQ4d1I/AAAAAAAACNw/pUCLlxp1Hms/s1600/Santa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can send your kiddos a video too if you go to &lt;a href="http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/home"&gt;http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/home&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a really cute, free idea!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1011641343404761815?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1011641343404761815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1011641343404761815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1011641343404761815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1011641343404761815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/personalized-santa-video.html' title='Personalized Santa Video'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDe-3CFanlg/TuulNVQ4d1I/AAAAAAAACNw/pUCLlxp1Hms/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5584847536931487350</id><published>2011-12-16T08:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:08:53.274-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>Our New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like for you to meet the newest addition to our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071259.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she pretty? She was given to me by the same WONDERFUL woman who gave Avery this rocking chair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzvuZmNVtBQ/TiQ9Nr11QxI/AAAAAAAABxk/XBZqQZv4D7U/s1600/Curtains%2BAfter%2Blamp%2Bhorse%2Bchair-714104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_29wbz4="8" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630692739436069650" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzvuZmNVtBQ/TiQ9Nr11QxI/AAAAAAAABxk/XBZqQZv4D7U/s320/Curtains%2BAfter%2Blamp%2Bhorse%2Bchair-714104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And these onesies....&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/-inhKa1vPrFs/TXGd9JzAdMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ri4JEXAZQ14/s1600/IMAG0195-735873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_gggl9z="7" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580415087216194754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhKa1vPrFs/TXGd9JzAdMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ri4JEXAZQ14/s320/IMAG0195-735873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls room in the new house isn't quite ready for a reveal, but here is just the wall with our newest addition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071347.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love. Love. Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to go hang out with Kristen last night at her house, which is SSSOOOOOOO cute by the way. She is so creative and I can just see her blog filled with all of her wonderful ideas and cute crafts. We are going to work on that in the next couple of weeks, aren't we Kristen? I know you are reading. Avery loved Kristen's elves. She had two plush elves that Avery just carried around her house (by their legs, of course). Why didn't I get any pictures, you ask? Because my phone was almost dead. I didn't charge it like I should have. She also made this wonderful dinner of Mexican food, it was YUMMY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might notice a box beside Avery's crib. Well, I found this idea on pinterest one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pinned Image" id="pinCloseupImage" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/375209186_DAqRz4Sm_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just thought that is such a cute idea! (I didn't even notice that this room has a rocking chair too, just like ours!) I don't think we have room in their room for this, though. Well, I also read a blog about a woman who poked holes in the top of a box and inserted Christmas lights (kind of like stars) and I loved that too. Avery crawled inside of this box one day in the living room and I thought, I bet I could paint this and do some stuff with it to make it a little spot where she could go. Well, the box fit and there have been a couple of times we've looked for Avery and found her hiding in her box, so I think over the Christmas vacation, that will be a project of mine. I mean, it's not like I don't have anything else going on, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-16071356.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll also notice our brown sheets are back on the windows. The black curtains we had didn't fit the new windows, but they did fit in Jordan's room and the brown curtains I had underneath (which you can see from this &lt;a href="http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-room-reveal-part-one.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;) actually went up in my foyer. So, now, I have about three rooms worth of curtains to get. We will see if I can get that done this weekend. It's a need we have, definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a great Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5584847536931487350?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5584847536931487350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5584847536931487350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5584847536931487350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5584847536931487350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-new-addition.html' title='Our New Addition'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzvuZmNVtBQ/TiQ9Nr11QxI/AAAAAAAABxk/XBZqQZv4D7U/s72-c/Curtains%2BAfter%2Blamp%2Bhorse%2Bchair-714104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5253556000287343879</id><published>2011-12-12T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:25:36.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, this weekend was kind of a busy one. We had my company Christmas party and a wedding! It started on Saturday - Avery and I hung out and ran errands while Jason went and played golf Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and I took her to Chick-Fil-A, where the cow was there, dressed up as an elf! Avery didn't quite know what to do when she saw her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132134.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132144.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just kind of, stared at it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then look at us for reassurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, where did that thing go?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10132335.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some friends of ours got married and had a Christmas wedding! Since we went to my holiday party first, we ended up coming at the reception. Mom had got Avery this ADORABLE outfit for the occasion. Here she is dancing with her daddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10211135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10211135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We never realized how big Avery was until this night&amp;nbsp;- this little&amp;nbsp;girl is one month OLDER than Avery. Look how much taller she is!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10211159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-10211159.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And because my sister insists on taking pictures with her camera, and I always ask her to send them to me, and she NEVER does, I am forced to steal pictures from her blog. Yes, Brooke, I am talking to you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685037296274577858" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6anNzfkGbVY/TuVPTONLGcI/AAAAAAAACks/Q2wvqsDehjw/s320/roper%2Bwedding%2B022.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685037299782360258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVM4h0t3Vz0/TuVPTbRfnMI/AAAAAAAACk4/f-oeRYnL3VI/s320/roper%2Bwedding%2B018.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685038864830019890" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0w5xD7D83g/TuVQuhh7uTI/AAAAAAAACmY/VDaa4knCHo0/s320/roper%2Bwedding%2B001.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5253556000287343879?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5253556000287343879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5253556000287343879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5253556000287343879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5253556000287343879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6anNzfkGbVY/TuVPTONLGcI/AAAAAAAACks/Q2wvqsDehjw/s72-c/roper%2Bwedding%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4909248048757895311</id><published>2011-12-11T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:33:16.587-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>Before and Afters - Foyer Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I finally finished the foyer, or at least, finished it as much as it's getting finished before the end of the year. I have to say, for what I've done so far, I am pretty happy with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to photoshop it up for you but honestly, I don't care about these pictures enough right now to do that. It's too late and I am too tired! But here are some good befores and afters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the foyer, when we first moved in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200426.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here it is now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s1600/SAM_0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s320/SAM_0421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Close up of the window, seating area...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIUUVY5TE7E/TuV7B7S6AQI/AAAAAAAACMo/RMpFdY9S4qs/s1600/SAM_0418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIUUVY5TE7E/TuV7B7S6AQI/AAAAAAAACMo/RMpFdY9S4qs/s320/SAM_0418.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had this Target computer desk I had bought in the year 2003. It was the last time I really spent money on decorating, except I had tons of expendable income and just went shopping at Target and bought a bunch of stuff. This was one of those things. This desk has also moved with me to several apartments. It cost me $100 at the time and after almost 9 years, I'd say I got my money's worth. But as you can tell, it's suffered in the long moves. Some of these cracks and knicks were so deep that no amount of primer or paint could fix it. This was my first piece of furntiture I actually had to sand. For $2, I would say the sanding block was a fantastic investment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faw4BwGSXkk/TuV8nwiYZ7I/AAAAAAAACNQ/ZgsdLTlNEwE/s1600/SAM_0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faw4BwGSXkk/TuV8nwiYZ7I/AAAAAAAACNQ/ZgsdLTlNEwE/s320/SAM_0411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here it is now! As you can see, black works much better. This is the SAME black paint I got for $7 for the gallon of Oops! paint at Home Depot. Once again, I'd say I got my money's worth. After I sanded, I primed, then put two coats of the paint, then sprayed it with my Valspar coating spray. I would say that I won't ever use this again as coating spray. You can totally see if you are not consistantly spraying this on a surface, almost like the areas that get more coverage look wet? And that's how it looks, dry. But you really couldn't tell unless I pointed it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMpFGh8qsjg/TuV7dBPtYXI/AAAAAAAACM4/Ng8kG58-pm8/s1600/SAM_0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMpFGh8qsjg/TuV7dBPtYXI/AAAAAAAACM4/Ng8kG58-pm8/s320/SAM_0420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ4wOPkXHT4/TuV7PIEUrHI/AAAAAAAACMw/3XrteQt4QlA/s1600/SAM_0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ4wOPkXHT4/TuV7PIEUrHI/AAAAAAAACMw/3XrteQt4QlA/s320/SAM_0416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recognize those lamps and shades?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we could all remember the lamp shade paint fail of '11....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First it was this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBmKUJk_zeg/TfDKFLxkESI/AAAAAAAABew/MUIhK5GdeDQ/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA5NjQtMjAxMTA2MDgtMjIwOS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-702994"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616210925739839778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBmKUJk_zeg/TfDKFLxkESI/AAAAAAAABew/MUIhK5GdeDQ/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA5NjQtMjAxMTA2MDgtMjIwOS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-702994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s1600/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631438212349603298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s320/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it's this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQO9DDzIw1U/TuV7r9H0jvI/AAAAAAAACNA/Nrc5bwVbnPI/s1600/SAM_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQO9DDzIw1U/TuV7r9H0jvI/AAAAAAAACNA/Nrc5bwVbnPI/s320/SAM_0427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mu-uu-uu-ch better.&amp;nbsp;I will never again use spray paint to paint a lamp shade. This is two coats of acrylic paint. Yep, 97 cent acrylic paint, applied with a sponge brush. It went on so easily and as you can see, coats so well!!! No light is getting through where it shouldn't be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have many more ideas for this table area, but as I said, I have other projects that need to be completed right now, so it's just going to have to wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is another shot of our tree. I probably should photoshop this one because this picture doesn't do the lights justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOypWxrgojo/TuV8C2kcejI/AAAAAAAACNI/vIG4C1-9o7M/s1600/SAM_0423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOypWxrgojo/TuV8C2kcejI/AAAAAAAACNI/vIG4C1-9o7M/s320/SAM_0423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is one of the projects I was mentioning before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My parents were nice enough to offer us their old dining room table. This table has been around for as long as I can remember! It's at least 25 years old and I was so grateful when my mom had mentioned that she was looking to get rid of it, and would we want it? Of course, I said sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously, the dining area has not been this bad since we moved in, but here is was the night we moved:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200339.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is the current after (although I still have some work to do!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtjMYLVrWrE/TuWCRHQiyyI/AAAAAAAACNg/auAFgQGuXIM/s1600/SAM_0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtjMYLVrWrE/TuWCRHQiyyI/AAAAAAAACNg/auAFgQGuXIM/s320/SAM_0425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I moved those lamps in there on a hunch they might fit. I love the light in there! I love lamps in general, to be honest, I love lamp light much more than I love ceiling light! Those lamps will be undergoing a makeover soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are some frames I received as a hand me down that are also in line for a makeover. I call it "progress" when I move things from a stack or heap in the middle of&amp;nbsp;a room to the room they are supposed to be in, so these pictures are one step closer to their new look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC7wV8_qlAI/TuWCh95nvOI/AAAAAAAACNo/sgnU9EcIISc/s1600/SAM_0426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC7wV8_qlAI/TuWCh95nvOI/AAAAAAAACNo/sgnU9EcIISc/s320/SAM_0426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed this edition of before and after!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-4909248048757895311?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/4909248048757895311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=4909248048757895311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4909248048757895311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4909248048757895311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/before-and-afters-foyer-edition.html' title='Before and Afters - Foyer Edition'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd7bsT8K0wU/TuV6o3VF8RI/AAAAAAAACMg/6paaAi2HN4Y/s72-c/SAM_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2175621934053263595</id><published>2011-12-08T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:50:44.755-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Jordan's Choir Recital!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SO excited when Jordan told me he had joined choir.....I finally had something in common with their extracurricular activities! When Jason first watched him play soccer, he teared up because he could remember when he was a young kid playing soccer. I felt the same way - I remembered being in choir in elementary school. I remember a specific holiday recital myself, one where we sang "Rockin Around The Christmas Tree" and fun little ditties. I watched his teacher directing them and I remember my wonderful director when I was younger. It was great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see him? That's him on the far right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REepRQk57vE/TuGDi1eGfjI/AAAAAAAACMQ/BbkuxzXXrp0/s1600/Jordan+Choir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REepRQk57vE/TuGDi1eGfjI/AAAAAAAACMQ/BbkuxzXXrp0/s320/Jordan+Choir.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery looked so cute I just had to get some pictures of her before we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174629.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so diggin the hat/bow combo these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174708.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out that belly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174853.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so hard to get a clear picture of her. She moves too fast and doesn't like posing for me! But I catch a decent one every so often...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174859.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174920.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-08174958.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention we have two new teeth? That's a grand total of 14. I noticed that she has had a rash "down there" for about a week now, but I read today that it can happen when they are teething. Has anyone else experienced that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2175621934053263595?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2175621934053263595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2175621934053263595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2175621934053263595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2175621934053263595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/jordans-choir-recital.html' title='Jordan&apos;s Choir Recital!!!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REepRQk57vE/TuGDi1eGfjI/AAAAAAAACMQ/BbkuxzXXrp0/s72-c/Jordan+Choir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7583281463233991810</id><published>2011-12-06T22:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:11:13.534-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>New House To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I have alot of ideas for our new house. It's been one day at a time since we moved in, but since we have visitors coming for Christmas, the timeline on some of these things has been moved up a bit.&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 some of the things we've already checked off our list for the holiday redo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Living Room Furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26152000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26152000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Decorations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04154438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04154438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, here is the rest of the to do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Redo Desk for Foyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finish foyer updating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Redo furniture for bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finish girls room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Redo kitchen table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorate dining area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I have to get busy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a sneak peak of the foyer decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06220814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06220814.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7583281463233991810?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7583281463233991810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7583281463233991810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7583281463233991810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7583281463233991810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-house-to-do-list.html' title='New House To Do List'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7033924173418559052</id><published>2011-12-06T18:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:50:00.916-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>Before and After Wreath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this hanger that I showed you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, here is it NOW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06174322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-06174322.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All I did was take dollar store ornaments and put them on the hanger one after another. I did nothing else. They laid just like that, all over the wreath. I would say there are about 50 or so? Then, I bought $1 ribbon from Walmart and made a bow. $4 later, I have a wreath! The top of the hanger even functions a&amp;nbsp;hook to hang the wreath on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember my wish list for my house? When I said I wanted this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s1600/Wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s320/Wreath.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One down!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84K5rWG7fE8/Tt6267LAM_I/AAAAAAAACMI/iuMQJathxiU/s1600/Wreathedited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84K5rWG7fE8/Tt6267LAM_I/AAAAAAAACMI/iuMQJathxiU/s320/Wreathedited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7033924173418559052?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7033924173418559052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7033924173418559052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7033924173418559052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7033924173418559052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/before-and-after-wreath.html' title='Before and After Wreath'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s72-c/Wreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5565949456689337575</id><published>2011-12-04T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:29:17.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Christmas Is All About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me sad that we live in the society we live in sometimes. Because I feel like movies and TV shows shy away from messages from a Christian perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me feel good they still show this on TV. Because it is what Christmas is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/DKk9rv2hUfA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5565949456689337575?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5565949456689337575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5565949456689337575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5565949456689337575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5565949456689337575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-christmas-is-all-about.html' title='What Christmas Is All About'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3804022584258033679</id><published>2011-12-04T20:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:18:37.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery, Bella, Crackers, and Elmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever had an experience like this as a mother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you've purchased something from the grocery store. A goodie perhaps. You have your mouth all set for it. You go to the pantry. And the goodie has already been eaten by your husband and children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That happened to me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't that frustrating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, nonetheless, it was a productive weekend. I thought I would have a before and after to show you today, but alas, I didn't have the proper materials, even though I thought I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, we still put our tree up...yay! It's my first grown up, real tree, as an adult. We went back and forth on whether to have a real or fake tree and decided to go with a real tree. Since Jason's family is visiting this Christmas, we thought it was worth it. And it smells awesome. And we sprang for the good tree, so the only needle we've had on the floor is when we put the light on and rustled it around a bit. I didn't think I'd have enough ornaments, but when I started putting them on there, I realized less is more because the tree is gorgous on its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04154438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04154438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, we are not watching a Nazi film. That would be Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery has discovered how to open doors. I mean, not turn the knob, but she can get to one room from the next if the door is semi-closed. Oh, and she has discovered the dog food. Before I could blink, she had eaten a piece. Oh my goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight, we had crackers out on the coffee table and she pulled some out. She calls them cookies. Yes. Yes they are.&amp;nbsp;I just let her take some out, to try and get some pictures. Just watch Bella as she takes them out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165431.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nom, Nom, Nom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165457.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bella is wondering where the crackers have gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165522.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella is following her around the coffee table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165720.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can only picture the talking in Bella's head..."Please, sir, I want some more...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165736.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, these are so. good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04165936.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bella: "I know if I am patient, she will give me some."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04170100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04170100.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to call my mom out here for a second. My mom has introduced Avery to the computer. So when I pull mine out, she is sure it is for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is her hand wanting to see what's on the screen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174801.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normally, I wouldn't let her touch the keys. But for documentation purposes, I did....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174815.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is what she thinks we are always looking at, because my mom has introduced it to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04174854.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what she REALLY wants to see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04175001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04175001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World..." It would be annoying if Elmo wasn't so darn cute. Which he really is. And if I didn't see the joy in Avery's face every time he comes on the screen or anywhere else for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we were done with that, it's a little crawling over Bella, who doesn't seem to care one iota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180208.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously couldn't imagine these dogs not in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180216.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her new favorite song is "If you're happen and you know it, clap your hands..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04180304.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cutie girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04181511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04181511.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she really hasn't bothered the tree much, but there is this one shiny green one she seems to like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04181545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-04181545.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that's our weekend. Has was yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3804022584258033679?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3804022584258033679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3804022584258033679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3804022584258033679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3804022584258033679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/avery-bella-crackers-and-elmo.html' title='Avery, Bella, Crackers, and Elmo'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5342123808316461948</id><published>2011-12-01T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:10:31.000-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>New Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If any of you would like to know what an "era" is, I refer back to Friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monica: An era is defined by a significant period of time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, this past year has certainly been an era. And we are on the verge of another one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My daughter has changed. She turned one last week, and I swear, this girl, has gone from easy going, chill, relaxed, to OP-INION-ATED! It's kind of weird, actually, you go to bed with one child and wake up with another. Don't get me wrong, she is still as sweet as can be, but she is just, well, one year old now. She can get around on her own. she is very independant, she wants what she wants when she wants it. She is starting this thing where when I take her hand to lead her somewhere else, she will start throwing her arms back and forth and whine because she doesn't want to do what I am trying to get her to do. She is also becoming a picky eater! Before, I could feed her anything. Now, all she wants to eat is bread for dinner. And barely any, I might add. She is becoming harder to please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think we are going to have to start some Supernanny tactics. I don't mean discipline, I mean, get down on their level, ask for things you need. I also like Michelle Duggar's take on raising kids. She tells her kids that you need to be obediant, but she says it in a calm, rational voice. I like that. So I try to talk to Avery like that, as much as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example, she likes to whine for stuff she wants. Especially if I am not getting it fast enough for her. So this morning, we had her morning milk on the counter and she started whining. I got down and said, "Avery, say "milk please." I know she can't say milk or please, but she can say something. I said, "Say momma, please." Every time I asked her to say it, just got frustrated and would grunt and whine for it. I stayed calm and tried to get some effort on her part to ask for what she wanted and she finally did. I have a feeling it's going to be like this, starting now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's really hard when you hit this age because they still seem like babies and the stuff they do is still cute, even if they are not acting so nice, so you don't want to discipline them or&amp;nbsp;expect more than you think they can do. Like, trying to get her to ask for things. But in that moment, all I could think is, she is going to learn patience and manners, if I stay on this path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is also at this phase where she wants to be picked up all the time. Well, neither Jason nor I want to pick her up all the time. So, that's something we are working on right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get me wrong - I love the age she is now. She is alert and smart, she can communicate with you, she can play. She loves books so much, she already has some of them memorized. She has books with flaps, where you lift the flap to see the animal or picture. The second you start to read that book, she knows the flap goes up and she will do it for you. She turns the pages when you ask. She can follow directions, which I love, so when you say, "clap your hands!" or "point to your nose!" she can do it (we have a book that has her do all of that stuff.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to dance, and she knows when music comes on, it's time! She also has this thing her Gigi taught her. You say, "Go crazy!" and she will start waving her hands in the air and smiling with delight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried very hard to get a picture of her in her carseat this morning, but of course none of them turned out right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-01071406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-01071406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She kept trying to lick her coat, and I am not really sure why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-01071321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-12-01071321.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cutie girl!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5342123808316461948?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5342123808316461948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5342123808316461948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5342123808316461948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5342123808316461948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-era.html' title='New Era'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8064445081831044566</id><published>2011-11-30T09:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:15:02.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Your Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good Wednesday Morning Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to ask your help today - if you live in the Arlington/Fort Worth/Grand Prairie area (or know people who do), NightOutArlington.com is hosting a toy drive on Wednesday, December 14th and would love for you to share the news with any of your family and friends! Please see the flyer below and if you have any questions, let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, and God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2D2Q08b8kU/TtZHuVTyrCI/AAAAAAAACMA/OoZ8QlqwhNs/s1600/Flyer.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2D2Q08b8kU/TtZHuVTyrCI/AAAAAAAACMA/OoZ8QlqwhNs/s400/Flyer.png" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8064445081831044566?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8064445081831044566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8064445081831044566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8064445081831044566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8064445081831044566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/need-your-help.html' title='Need Your Help!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2D2Q08b8kU/TtZHuVTyrCI/AAAAAAAACMA/OoZ8QlqwhNs/s72-c/Flyer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5733242552169977658</id><published>2011-11-27T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:22:52.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>New Picture Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I opted to go a different route with our pictures in the new house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we had in the old house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s1600/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631438212349603298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s320/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not bad,&amp;nbsp; but I still wasn't ever completely in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I decided to do at the new house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-27180237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-27180237.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I like it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-27180302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-27180302.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think? The picture quality is pretty terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5733242552169977658?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5733242552169977658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5733242552169977658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5733242552169977658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5733242552169977658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-picture-wall.html' title='New Picture Wall'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s72-c/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5627288694560425799</id><published>2011-11-26T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:28:44.426-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>New Couches Are Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our new couches are here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26151929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26151929.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One Happy Husband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26151942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26151942.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We still have some decorating to do, but it's going to look good. Like, a grown up house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first new living room set I've ever had in my whole life, of my very own. This is a big deal for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before (sorry for the shots of my husband, too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After! (Sorry for me in the reflection)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26152000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-26152000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5627288694560425799?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5627288694560425799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5627288694560425799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5627288694560425799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5627288694560425799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-couches-are-here.html' title='New Couches Are Here!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-3241308716519727815</id><published>2011-11-25T19:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T19:53:13.048-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Couch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our couch officially died today. It's been dying a slow, painful death for a while now, but today, it died. Jason looked at me and said, "well, I can feel the rod when I sit on the couch now." We would sit on it and hear pops and creaks. Our loveseat's leg used to turn around in circles all the time, so it was really only a matter of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, we went shopping on Black Friday and just happened upon a good deal for a new living room set. We were planning on getting a new set early next year anyway, and I guess it's good timing, seeing as how we are having visitors for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our couch has served us well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s1600/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631438212349603298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s320/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/SoBcwN8E4XI/AAAAAAAAADo/cUXwYpdqqAE/s1600-h/Me+and+the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368392739270746482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/SoBcwN8E4XI/AAAAAAAAADo/cUXwYpdqqAE/s320/Me+and+the+kids.jpg" style="float: left; height: 210px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 315px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560219890862233170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/TSneiAvnllI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3iC63Drgp7o/s400/daddy%2Band%2Bavery%2Bcouch.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508423114359033218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jV5hrkBGJCM/THHZozvrzYI/AAAAAAAAAdY/CUrg3rIXctg/s400/004.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our next door neighbor, Nancy, has lived in this neighborhood for a long time and works at her church. We felt kind of guilty throwing&amp;nbsp;the couches&amp;nbsp;away without at least asking if she knew anyone who might need them. I mean, they were of no use to us anymore but you never know in life who might just need the very thing you don't need anymore, even if it's not in perfect condition. Within two hours, we had her friend's son over to pick them up. He lived in a bachelor pad with his roommates who said they were in good condition compared to the one he already has. (That's scary.). Our new stuff is getting delivered tomorrow. We were so surprised the discount we got this stuff at. They were on clearance for some reason, so in our mind it was perfect timing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So until tomorrow, this is what our living room looks like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-25192322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-25192322.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. Bare bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am very excited about our new stuff. I told my husband to consider this my Christmas present. (And Birthday present. And Valentine's present...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-3241308716519727815?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/3241308716519727815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=3241308716519727815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3241308716519727815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/3241308716519727815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/rip-couch.html' title='R.I.P. Couch'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVhiyklD-20/TibjN62oreI/AAAAAAAAB0A/FMAd2FqsLmU/s72-c/IMG00248-20110718-2252-782911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1661704455543640752</id><published>2011-11-24T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:20:37.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that I get four days off in a row at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that I get to spend those days with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that my mom makes our entire Thanksgiving meal from scratch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that I got a two hour nap today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that my family loves my daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful that Walmart has a trampoline on sale for&amp;nbsp;60% off the regular price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Avery&apos;s Month Pictures'/><title type='text'>Avery's One Year Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery is one year old today. I still can't believe that it's been a year already. It feels like it's gone by so fast, but it's been such a great year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I look at Avery, all I can think is "God's Grace." With all I've done in my life, I didn't deserve such a great blessing in her. But God blessed me anyway and trusted me with the greatest daughter in the world. She is such a huge joy in my life. So beautiful, so smart. I am such a lucky woman to have her in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Avery, you are so smart. You started walking about three weeks ago and haven't looked back since! Your favorite thing to do is pick up something in both hands and just carry it around the house. You also love to take things out of other things - like folded clothes in drawers, toys in boxes - or take things off other things&amp;nbsp;- like remotes off coffee tables, or anything else you can get ahold of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can say alot of words now and love to copy us. If we tell you to say something, you almost always try to say it, even if it's not perfect. You can say puppy, doggy, poppy, mommy, daddy, cookie, one, OK, uh oh, and many other words. I would say that know what all of these words mean now, too. You can point to your nose, your head and yourself. You can tell us what a monkey says (ooo-ooo) and a bee says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will pick out books and walk to us to read to you, especially your Gigi and Pops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You &lt;strike&gt;love&lt;/strike&gt; LOVE Elmo. You are starting to also love Mickey Mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will still eat anything we give you, except your babysitter says you hate mandorin oranges. I do too, which is probably why I've never had you try them. Bad mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171637.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are wearing anywhere between 18-24 month clothes and a size 4 diaper. You also wear a size 4 shoe. I would guess you are about 24-25 pounds. You are very tall, even your babysitter says so. This is not a surprise to any of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You still have 12 teeth, which includes all of your 2 year old molars. You can pretty much eat anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171424.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are always on the move and you always get up when you fall down, which I love about you. You never even cry most of 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;You have the best daddy who loves you so, so much. He loves to play with you and teach you new things. He tries to either teach you something new every day or get you to try something new everyday. You are so lucky to have such an amazing dad. And I know because I have a pretty great one myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your Gigi and Pops love you so much. They see you every morning and love every minute they get to spend with you. Your Gigi has had new clothes for you ever since before you were born and that hasn't stopped to this day. Your Pops is itching to get you to the convenient store to buy you candy, just like my Pappaw used to do with me. He even sneaks you a couple swigs of soda now and again. Which is fine, as long as I don't see it. Your Gigi loves to take your picture in cute bows and frilly tutus. And she loves to show you off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your Aunt Leslie and Aunt Brooke love you so, so much. They get to see you alot more now that we've moved closer to them. Every chance they get, they come and see you. One of these days very soon, I have a feeling you will be spending more time with them. They both want to take you for a day and hang out with the coolest little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so happy to have watched you turn 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here you are when you were first born...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIIOgXvppFE/TXC9urtVSeI/AAAAAAAAApA/zylXEWAdlzk/s1600/IMAG0138-733826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580168548016540130" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIIOgXvppFE/TXC9urtVSeI/AAAAAAAAApA/zylXEWAdlzk/s320/IMAG0138-733826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhKa1vPrFs/TXGd9JzAdMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ri4JEXAZQ14/s1600/IMAG0195-735873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580415087216194754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhKa1vPrFs/TXGd9JzAdMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ri4JEXAZQ14/s320/IMAG0195-735873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXXFNcTwdSs/TXesNZPijiI/AAAAAAAAAsU/9EFmuR_Q29I/s1600/Avery%2B2%2B%25281%2529-799736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582119609263361570" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXXFNcTwdSs/TXesNZPijiI/AAAAAAAAAsU/9EFmuR_Q29I/s320/Avery%2B2%2B%25281%2529-799736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dv-Ir9zEA0A/TXrsUQ-YWxI/AAAAAAAAAv8/bjy6yMdQU4c/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSB0aHJlZSBtb250aHMuanBn%253F%253D-721242"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583034520977300242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dv-Ir9zEA0A/TXrsUQ-YWxI/AAAAAAAAAv8/bjy6yMdQU4c/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSB0aHJlZSBtb250aHMuanBn%253F%253D-721242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6O_GpcpZ3w/TYnu_nH6WCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Ib95qjxQOw0/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSA0IG1vLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-746259"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587259589331146786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6O_GpcpZ3w/TYnu_nH6WCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Ib95qjxQOw0/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYSA0IG1vLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-746259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Five Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkTXD5046Jc/TbOregfBOCI/AAAAAAAABE4/Chc4ARXQVz8/s1600/IMAG0563-773515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599007302356121634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkTXD5046Jc/TbOregfBOCI/AAAAAAAABE4/Chc4ARXQVz8/s320/IMAG0563-773515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610272217822275698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVcLXaXSjR0/Tduw24yKKHI/AAAAAAAABW4/XU8QDQ-_h9Q/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgNiA4LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-790417" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seven Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCrfS6roeUk/TgM89I_JsoI/AAAAAAAABpE/QiDNkrPQVJE/s1600/avery%2B7%2Bmonths%2B1-760373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621403780970558082" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCrfS6roeUk/TgM89I_JsoI/AAAAAAAABpE/QiDNkrPQVJE/s320/avery%2B7%2Bmonths%2B1-760373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eight Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmp0CRp7yo/Ti262zteUgI/AAAAAAAAB1o/YSiEEXoJfx8/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgOCBtb250aCAxLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-703244"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633364159666999810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmp0CRp7yo/Ti262zteUgI/AAAAAAAAB1o/YSiEEXoJfx8/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgOCBtb250aCAxLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-703244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nine Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDgiScvkeDM/TlO2R50OwiI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZCpK9y-B_OE/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgOS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-798502"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644055176719286818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDgiScvkeDM/TlO2R50OwiI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZCpK9y-B_OE/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYXZlcnkgOS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-798502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ten Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0YmtYPPDhuA/Tny4d1GC73I/AAAAAAAACG0/7JOvicITTGc/2011-09-23%25252006.56.01.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0YmtYPPDhuA/Tny4d1GC73I/AAAAAAAACG0/7JOvicITTGc/s400/2011-09-23%25252006.56.01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eleven Months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-23095744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-23095744.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-23171446.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Avery Grace, and I am looking forward to the next chapter and watching you grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-394975854746840948?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/394975854746840948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=394975854746840948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/394975854746840948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/394975854746840948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/averys-one-year-pictures.html' title='Avery&apos;s One Year Pictures'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIIOgXvppFE/TXC9urtVSeI/AAAAAAAAApA/zylXEWAdlzk/s72-c/IMAG0138-733826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4543403450579211146</id><published>2011-11-23T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:34:33.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Gigi's Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom took some pictures and I just had to post them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just had to take Avery out for her birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lo9PoGMGL4U/Ts2rBo7m5jI/AAAAAAAACLY/1_wldhhRWGE/s1600/DSCF2326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lo9PoGMGL4U/Ts2rBo7m5jI/AAAAAAAACLY/1_wldhhRWGE/s320/DSCF2326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy painted her toenails....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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Isn't it adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBuihsOXVq0/Ts2sGVALYQI/AAAAAAAACLw/XYsIOmr545U/s1600/DSCF2312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBuihsOXVq0/Ts2sGVALYQI/AAAAAAAACLw/XYsIOmr545U/s320/DSCF2312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cutie pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m30K8PRxqcA/Ts2sS2BZkHI/AAAAAAAACL4/IAZd9C-IVZg/s1600/DSCF2305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" 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type='text'>One More Time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="header"&gt;&lt;h2 class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;per·se·ver·ance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;  &lt;span class="pronset"&gt; &lt;script language="javascript"&gt;AC_FL_RunContent = 0;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var interfaceflash = new LEXICOFlashObject ( "http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/d/g/speaker.swf", "speaker", "17", "15", "&lt;a href=\"http://dictionary.reference.com/audio.html/lunaWAV/P03/P0302600\" target=\"_blank\"&gt;&lt;img src=\"http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/g/d/speaker.gif\" border=\"0\" alt=\"perseverance pronunciation\" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;", "6");interfaceflash.addParam("loop", "false");interfaceflash.addParam("quality", "high");interfaceflash.addParam("menu", "false");interfaceflash.addParam("salign", "t");interfaceflash.addParam("FlashVars", 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value="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/d/g/speaker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="t"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="soundUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fsp.dictionary.com%2Fdictstatic%2Fdictionary%2Faudio%2Fluna%2FP03%2FP0302600.mp3&amp;amp;clkLogProxyUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fwhatzup.html&amp;amp;t=a&amp;amp;d=d&amp;amp;s=di&amp;amp;c=a&amp;amp;ti=1&amp;amp;ai=51359&amp;amp;l=dir&amp;amp;o=0&amp;amp;sv=00000000&amp;amp;ip=320b2c81&amp;amp;u=audio"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/audio.html/lunaWAV/P03/P0302600" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/g/d/speaker.gif" border="0" alt="perseverance pronunciation" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/noscript&gt; &lt;span class="show_ipapr" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;ˌpɜr&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="luna-Img" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" /&gt;səˈvɪər&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="luna-Img" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" /&gt;əns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="luna-Img" src="http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;a alt="Toggle for Spelled" class="pronlink" href="" title="Click to show spelled"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Show Spelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span 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name="hotword"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;action,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;purpose,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;state,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;etc.,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;spite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;difficulties,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;obstacles,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;discouragement.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;Theology&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;continuance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;state&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/grace"&gt;grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;end,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;leading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;eternal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;"&gt;salvation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have done posts about perseverance before, I think. I don't know why but for some reason tonight, I felt the need to write about it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDIFlH8-h8E/Tsx7M_DPenI/AAAAAAAACLQ/5Qp0lTQt4iU/s1600/Never.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDIFlH8-h8E/Tsx7M_DPenI/AAAAAAAACLQ/5Qp0lTQt4iU/s1600/Never.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;One of my favorite things to watch on TV is biographies. My very favorite ones are where people struggle for a long time and finally make it. I am not a fan of the people who just found themselves famous one day. Like, if they were to do a bio on Snooki I would not watch it. I watch these bios, on Tom Hanks, Valeri Bertonelli, and tonight it was Jeff Dunham (you know, the guy with the puppets?) and I just can't help but realize the secret of life. Of course, God is the secret of life. But I mean, the OTHER secret of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Life is hard. For most people. I don't think life is hard for everyone. I believe that life is hard for most people. For some, life is absolutely impossible. But for most people, life is just hard. For Jason and I, life has been hard. I am not saying it's hard because of horrible things that always happen to you. Life is hard most of the time because of choices we make. Sometimes, we make bad choices, sometimes we don't know we are making bad choices, sometimes, bad choices find us. But either way, life is hard. The hardest part is not the&amp;nbsp;STUFF that happens.&amp;nbsp;It's getting PAST the stuff that happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is called perserverance. And I think perserverance is the secret of life. When things look dire, when life seems lost, when things seem impossible, it's finding a way to keep on going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The reason I love watching bios of successful people, especially in show business, is because I think they are the definition of perserverance. If you look at the above definition, it says, "steady persistance in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc." When I watch Tom Hanks' bio, he knew that he wanted to be a successful actor. He followed his dream. It was hard, it wasn't always good, but years (and years) later he made it. In a BIG way. In a way he never even dreamed of. Because he followed his heart. I love these stories. It gives me hope that if I just get up, if I just keep going, if I just keep following my heart, things will work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am not in a bad place at all right now. In fact, for the first time in a very long time, I feel like we are finally making headway and positioning ourselves in careers that will fulfill our hearts. But that doesn't mean it's easy. And what we know better now that I don't think we knew three years ago, or even a year ago, is that life is never easy. You never truly "make it." There will always be another obstacle after the one you just made it through. I think God does that on purpose. It's those times of tribulation, times of struggle, that truly define who we are and help make us into the person we are supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I think perserverance is the most important trait one can have. Without a doubt. Not sure if you were going through something and this post helped you, which I certainly hope it did. Just "never never never give up,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="dndata"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-6833727506110585884?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/6833727506110585884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=6833727506110585884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6833727506110585884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/6833727506110585884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-more-time.html' title='One More Time....'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDIFlH8-h8E/Tsx7M_DPenI/AAAAAAAACLQ/5Qp0lTQt4iU/s72-c/Never.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5008560973315582636</id><published>2011-11-22T08:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:38:28.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toddler's Rules of Possession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NY--Yuiw2Y/Tsuz31Mj_VI/AAAAAAAACLI/pInTY8Wd7-I/s1600/Toddler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NY--Yuiw2Y/Tsuz31Mj_VI/AAAAAAAACLI/pInTY8Wd7-I/s320/Toddler.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5008560973315582636?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5008560973315582636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5008560973315582636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5008560973315582636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5008560973315582636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/toddlers-rules-of-possession.html' title='A Toddler&apos;s Rules of Possession'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NY--Yuiw2Y/Tsuz31Mj_VI/AAAAAAAACLI/pInTY8Wd7-I/s72-c/Toddler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1991256661582275803</id><published>2011-11-21T19:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:38:06.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery got some new pjs. They were Elmo pjs. When we put them on her the first time, she wouldn't stop looking at her legs. It was very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20081559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20081559.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching the Mickey Mouse club...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20081551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20081551.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a feeling some before and afters are going to enter our lives soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to show you what I did with this for Christmas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-20213519.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good Tuesday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1991256661582275803?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1991256661582275803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1991256661582275803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1991256661582275803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1991256661582275803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just Some Pictures...'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1874729909322429688</id><published>2011-11-19T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:54:09.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery's First Birthday Party, Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am naming this part one because I know there are going to be many more pictures sent my way from the party. Every time Avery did ANYTHING there was a camera in her face!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery's party was so much fun. I decided to do it as a small gathering. It's a bummer that Jason's family lives further away and can't come to stuff like this. I really wish they could have come. But it was me and Jason, my mom and dad, Brooke and Dave, Kate, Reagen, and Aunt Angie. Leslie is at an opening and couldn't make it. She was very sad, but she will get to spend her actual birthday with her, which is coming up on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went with a Sesame Street (really it was an Elmo) theme because Avery loves Sesame Street. It turned out so cute!! I took the pictures below before we had put all of the food out, but you can get the idea. My mom has alot more pictures of this table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111431.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason and I were up until about midnight cutting all of this stuff and putting it together. But it was well worth it, it was really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111441.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are interested in this stuff I found it on Etsy. The cake topper Elmo with the number one is from the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/Trendycupcakeshop"&gt;Trendy Cupcake Shop&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and all of the other printables on the table, the banner, everything came from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/SIMONEmadeit?utm_source=convo&amp;amp;utm_medium=trans_email&amp;amp;utm_campaign=convo_html"&gt;Simone Peterson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19111506.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't Avery's outfit the cutest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19133733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19133733.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She LOVED Kate. Kate made her laugh and laugh! I know it doesn't seem like from this picture, but she did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19134353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19134353.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her Gigi loves her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19135407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19135407.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19135611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19135611.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19140739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19140739.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of my pictures come out so blurry! Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19141517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19141517.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so happy Reagen got to come! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19141713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19141713.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played Sesame Street games - I have such a great family and friends who are such good sports. We played Pin the Nose on Elmo, Sesame Street Charades, Guess The Number of Cookies in Cookie Monster's Jar, and How Many Words Can You Write That Start With "A?" There are pictures - I will attach those later! We did presents (Thank goodness for all of her new clothes!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, it was time for cake. Oh man. Of course, this was the funniest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad made her a little trash&amp;nbsp;bag jacket and she got her Elmo bib on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153409.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The candles are on every other camera BUT mine since we were doing the song. But once we got that cake....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She didn't quite know what to do with it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153534.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She slowly started to figure it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19153718.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then her Uncle Dave just held her cake up directly to her face. She went after it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19154048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19154048.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even her Pops got in on the icing action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19154431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-19154431.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It really was such a great party. I am so happy it went well. But more than anything, I am happy that people who love her so much and got to spend her birthday with her. She started getting to be a real ham towards the end. She really is her mother's daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will write some more about her first birthday milestones on her real first birthday - but what a great day today was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1874729909322429688?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1874729909322429688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1874729909322429688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1874729909322429688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1874729909322429688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/averys-first-birthday-party-part-one.html' title='Avery&apos;s First Birthday Party, Part One'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-9050365509549341779</id><published>2011-11-15T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:38:22.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just came from shopping for Avery's first birthday party! I waited a bit too long to order her a birthday outfit (I had a great one picked out on Etsy) so I was really disappointed when I realized I wasn't going to be able to get it in time for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom suggested Kid to Kid in Arlington and MAN do they have some good stuff! Lots of tutus and shirts. I had picked out this completely over the top, adorable pink frilly tutu dress and matching Happy Birthday hat (she looked like a cupcake, I swear) when they woman said, "We can custom make a tutu, shirt and bow for her birthday by Saturday, easily!" When I looked in their catalog, I found almost exactly the same outfit I had picked out on Etsy! I was so excited! The outfit at Kid to Kid was a little more expensive (I will not be spending this much on one of Avery's outfits for a long, long time) but she only turns one once, and I am keeping this outfit for her in a hope chest. I am not having an over the top birthday party, so I told myself I would go over the top with her outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to pick it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home from work, as we were leaving to go shop, Avery had found a leaves on&amp;nbsp;this branch in the backyard. I told you she likes to pick random things up. She just carried it around, waving it everywhere. It was pretty cute so I just had to take a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174609.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, surisly. (Said with a teenager accent) Stop with the pictures already."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174642.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15174540.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Toys R Us to get some ideas for Christmas gifts as well. We passed by the Rockin' Elmo thing and that girl LOVES her some Elmo. The second I turned it on, she just danced and danced! She could point out Elmo on every aisle we went down! What is it with Elmo, anyway? I mean, I get it, but he is the most popular character on Sesame Street. Is it his voice? That he's red? Or that he refers to himself in the third person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At Toys R Us, we just had to let her ride the fire engine with Bert and Ernie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15195929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-15195929.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, at about 3 pm my allergies had me down for the count. I mean, all of the sudden, I was DYING! So, I took a Benadryl and it's time for bed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-9050365509549341779?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/9050365509549341779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=9050365509549341779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9050365509549341779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9050365509549341779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-shopping.html' title='Birthday Shopping'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1963860115158568565</id><published>2011-11-14T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:41:13.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This time, last year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still cannot believe that my daughter is going to be one. It feels like yesterday that I was at the hospital! So I decided to check my blog to see what I had going on at this time last year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avery Update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I started having contractions this last weekend. They were very few and far between, but they started. On Monday at work, they started coming more often and closer together. After a few hours, they just stopped. Today they started again. This time, they were stronger and closer together.  About 4, they were 3 to 5 minutes apart. On the way home, we decided to go to the hospital. On the way, the contractions got farther apart until they just went away. So, we just stayed home. This childbirth stuff is really annoying, I must say. I will keep you all updated!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all of you moms who have little babies or the moms who are pregnant, or the ones who are thinking about getting pregnant, here are my words of advice from what I've learned over the last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Even though it might not always be in their best interest, rock them as much as you can. There will come a time, very quickly, that they won't let you rock them anymore. I am so glad that every time I had an opportunity to rock Avery, I took it. Well, not every time, because she wouldn't be able to fall asleep on her own now. But as many times as I could, I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Take pictures, as much as you can. That first year, you will be amazed at how much they grow. And all of those pictures will start to mean so much to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Don't try to make them grow up too fast. Don't be one of those mothers who always says, "My daughter/son did this already!" I tried not to do that because every baby grows in their own way, at their own time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Never forget, even when you are tired and wished that you could have a moment to yourself, that this too shall pass and you will actually miss those times that your baby needed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. You will never get these moments back so take advantage of them as much as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What thoughts do you have to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1963860115158568565?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1963860115158568565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1963860115158568565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1963860115158568565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1963860115158568565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-time-last-year.html' title='This time, last year...'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-41386182856210633</id><published>2011-11-14T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:34:03.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep, Stole These Pictures RIGHT Off My Sister's Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://daveandbrookesnewadventures.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-only-been-thirteen-days-since-my.html"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt; for lending me these pictures. I just had to put them on here from the tea because they are so darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_pmkkcl="6" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674646842627093954" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-up3M0u0UhY0/TsBlPOCUdcI/AAAAAAAACe4/CXzQZ0yZcsI/s320/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B021.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_pmkkcl="7" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674646824062001106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ENHjV-nGcc/TsBlOI4Dn9I/AAAAAAAACew/OXdFvtOp78s/s320/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B022.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_pmkkcl="9" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674646236817180994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cKNbf-TWEg/TsBkr9N-yUI/AAAAAAAACeU/jT2Ubd8I784/s320/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B005.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_pmkkcl="15" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674645671260095058" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnfkNvpC-UQ/TsBkLCWqglI/AAAAAAAACdM/sv56Z2mQAdQ/s320/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B028.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" closure_uid_pmkkcl="16" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674645668184521186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48dFcPAPbvw/TsBkK25Y-eI/AAAAAAAACdA/ir1hXwecgEk/s320/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B030.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-41386182856210633?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/41386182856210633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=41386182856210633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/41386182856210633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/41386182856210633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/yep-stole-these-pictures-right-off-my.html' title='Yep, Stole These Pictures RIGHT Off My Sister&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-up3M0u0UhY0/TsBlPOCUdcI/AAAAAAAACe4/CXzQZ0yZcsI/s72-c/Cindy%2527s%2BTea%2B2011%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4169809555812918213</id><published>2011-11-13T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T09:19:34.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cindy Tamplin Memorial Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom had the 12th Annual Cindy Tamplin Memorial Tea yesterday. Of course, I brought Avery and she was all over the place! She fell asleep at about 7 pm because she was so tired from running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here was the table I set:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-12142720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-12142720.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was my wedding China. I literally got it out of its' boxes for the first time for this event. In almost two years of marriage, I've only used it this one time. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom has done this tea every year for her dear friend, Cindy Tamplin. Cindy passed away unexpectedly and this is what my mom did to honor her. All of the proceeds go to Brighter Tomorrows in Grand Prairie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a good time - everyone got to see Avery and they just loved her! I can't believe in less than a weeek, we will be celebrating her one year birthday. Man, time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-4169809555812918213?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/4169809555812918213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=4169809555812918213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4169809555812918213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4169809555812918213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/cindy-tamplin-memorial-tea.html' title='Cindy Tamplin Memorial Tea'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5374031777007273681</id><published>2011-11-11T08:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:34:54.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoes Were Made For Walkin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I told you Avery is walking. Everywhere. All the time. She just wants to go, go, go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061430.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061436.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061445.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery is becoming a stubborn little stinker! She is harder and harder to control as she gets older. She wants what she wants when she wants it! She knows "no," but it doesn't always mean she listens to us. Luckily, we both mean "no" when we say it and know that now is a very important time when it comes to her understanding that we mean business so we stick to our guns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is very determined. She doesn't quit if she falls down or if something doesn't work the first time. She keeps on trying! That is a good trait. Obviously, she was doing everything earlier than we thought she would so she is a kid who really wanted to get around and get in the mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think her appetite is changing. Apparently, at 12 months, their growth starts to slow down, as does their appetite. I've noticed the last couple of days that she's refused food. She will eat some, but when she's done, she's done. I've also read not to force them to eat if they aren't hungry, so I am not too concerned. She has also been waking up in the middle of the night again. Some of it might have to do with a new house, but I think it more has to do with the fact she is walking. I have read that their minds are always going once they are walking. I've also heard that around this age, they start to think more (in a different way), dream more, and they don't want to miss ANYTHING so they will wake up more often. It's just changing we are getting used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves to talk. She can say "mama" and "dada"&amp;nbsp;and use it in the right context, she can say "baby," "bubba," "uh oh," "ouch," and "hi." She waves when it's time to wave. We will say, "Where's Avery?" and she will pat her belly. She loves to read books, she loves to play with toys. Now, when she walks, she will carry her favorite toys with her. And heaven forbid you take them away! Her favorites are Jordan's transformer, a Barbie, and her baby dolls. She will pick up random objects too, like hangers, spoons, things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so fun! I love that she is starting to really understand and play back. Such a fun time in her life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-11061237.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5374031777007273681?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5374031777007273681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5374031777007273681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5374031777007273681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5374031777007273681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/shoes-were-made-for-walkin.html' title='The Shoes Were Made For Walkin&apos;'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8439400503332803220</id><published>2011-11-10T06:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T06:59:21.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Pinterest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sock Bun...Pinterest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-09103335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-09103335.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pinterest, Pinterest, Pinterest!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8439400503332803220?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8439400503332803220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8439400503332803220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8439400503332803220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8439400503332803220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-heart-pinterest.html' title='I Heart Pinterest'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8483481112452987051</id><published>2011-11-06T19:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:48:52.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's an odd dynamic in our house. Sometimes, it feels like Avery is an only child. Just because so many days of the month, her sister and brother aren't here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when they are, she is just the third born, like in any other family with&amp;nbsp;three kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got so lucky that her brother and sister love her because I've seen where it's not like that in blended families. But they do. They absolutely love her. And she loves them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery started walking this week. Like, really walking. She walks everywhere. She can walk for quite a ways by herself. And she's gotten really good at getting back up after she's falling down. I love watching her determination. Today, she walked over to her rocking chair. There was stuff in it, so she took it off, and Jason and I sat there and watched her try and figure out how to get it in. She likes things. She tries to get things she wants. It's like she's becoming a little girl overnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her new favorite thing to do is hold on to her sister's hands and walk. And Soph will walk her everywhere. It's so sweet. Soph will just say, "Come on, honey! Let's go to the kitchen. Come on honey, let's go to your momma!" It's so sweet. Today, everyone was out playing in the backyard so I took Avery out in the grass. Soph was just walking around with Avery and I just had to get a picutre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161448.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When she falls down, Soph will say, "Are you OK honey?" It's the sweetest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161505.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161658.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such happy girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161743.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161714.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan and Jason must've played 4 games of soccer. The kids love having a yard. It's wonderful. I can't tell you what a difference it's made in our family, having space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161518.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dogs especially love it. Bella just played with them as much as she could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-06161550.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a good weekend. I even got to spend time with my sisters and go to a wedding shower. This is what I love about living so close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8483481112452987051?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8483481112452987051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8483481112452987051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8483481112452987051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8483481112452987051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-9025976792040119094</id><published>2011-11-06T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:40:36.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair for ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that my sister does hair now. She text me earlier in the week and said, "We are trying a new color on you!" I am pretty much game for anything, so I said, "OK!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we washed my hair, I could tell my hair was going to be dark. Darker than I've ever had it before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-05212218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-05212218.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-05212030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-05212030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love it! It was time. My hair just needed a change.&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/8629264107765017665-9025976792040119094?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/9025976792040119094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=9025976792040119094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9025976792040119094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/9025976792040119094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-hair-for-me.html' title='New Hair for ME!'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-5984730589407098260</id><published>2011-11-02T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:06:38.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Pics and Updates'/><title type='text'>Avery and her new trick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery is slowly getting better with her new babysitter. She is such a nice woman and wants this to work out so much and I think it's going to be good. She's cried when my dad has dropped her off, and cried when Jason's picked her up. Except for today...so that's a good sign! And her babysitter said she played and danced today and even said "puppy!" I haven't even heard her say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is walking around everywhere now. She can run a lap around a coffee table like no one's business. She even started walking full long steps today! We were so surprised. We were in the kitchen and she was standing at the backdoor and suddenly, she just started walking through the kitchen like she owned the place! We were blown away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you hold on to her with only one hand, she will walk and walk and walk. Everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175956.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02180027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02180027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From one couch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175939.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To another....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02175946.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And back to the coffee table. Sorry for the blurs, I am telling you, that girl is fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02180034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02180034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the living room olympics and she does it over and over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, not ready for this phase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-5984730589407098260?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/5984730589407098260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=5984730589407098260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5984730589407098260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/5984730589407098260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/avery-and-her-new-trick.html' title='Avery and her new trick...'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-1845443831464197832</id><published>2011-11-02T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:57:42.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House/Decor Updates'/><title type='text'>Some Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, when we moved in to the new house, there was a pink room. Like, Pepto pink. I probably could have made it work if it would have been the girls' room, but we decided the room was better suited for Jordan's room. So, I went to Home Depot's Oops paint section and found a grey for $5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before, and these pictures don't do the pink justice..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01182510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01182510.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01182958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01182958.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01183010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-01183010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195903.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195919.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better, no? I promise I will put up the full "after" after the room is finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, they painted EVERYTHING pink. The base boards, window sills, even the electrical outlets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195948.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02195959.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would just paint it all grey, but it looked awful. So I will be painting all of the trim white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, seriously, who paints the electrical outlets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02200008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-11-02200008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, that's what we've been doing these last couple days. It's getting there. Eventually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-1845443831464197832?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/1845443831464197832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=1845443831464197832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1845443831464197832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/1845443831464197832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-progress.html' title='Some Progress'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7041005438903101119</id><published>2011-10-31T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:09:14.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween - My Little Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Avery's first Halloween. It's her last-first holiday of her life. After this, she won't be in her first year anymore. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was Avery's first day of her new daycare too. It went well, I just think it's going to time some time for everyone to adjust. Her new sitter really is so nice and likes her being there, I just think Avery has alot of change going on in her life right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery was an angel this year. Isn't she beautiful? The prettiest little angel I ever saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31173115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31173115.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She thinks she is pretty too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31173125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31173125.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took Avery to a little street Halloween fair in Grand Prairie. She didn't trick or treat, but we walked around and enjoyed ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182846.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boy, do I need a tan or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182910.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31182950.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She didn't quite want to look at the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31183349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-31183349.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so tired, it's been a long few days!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7041005438903101119?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7041005438903101119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7041005438903101119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7041005438903101119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7041005438903101119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-my-little-angel.html' title='Halloween - My Little Angel'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-2740825505904222045</id><published>2011-10-31T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T11:18:04.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard At The New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promised I would post some pictures of the dogs out in their new backyard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They LOVE it. Seriously. It's huge, with lots of trees. The chase squirrels, we play fetch. It's great fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083448.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083441.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Avery just loves to stand at the door and look outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-30083432.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and she loves to help us unpack, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29141948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29141948.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least we are done moving and are moved out of the other apartment! One thing down, 75 to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-2740825505904222045?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/2740825505904222045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=2740825505904222045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2740825505904222045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/2740825505904222045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/backyard-at-new-house.html' title='Backyard At The New House'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-437187779467866003</id><published>2011-10-29T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:05:43.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night in Plano and Moving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yesterday was Avery's last day with Miss Pam. I cried. She cried. It was a sad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-28143540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-28143540.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, we watched the Rangers. I won't even get into that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we moved. And it was not a great experience with the movers we hired. We ended up having to do much of it ourselves because the customer service person who set up our move didn't seem to know how to communicate. So they showed up with a trailer half the size it should have been. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still have some more to do tomorrow, but tonight is the first night in a new house. I haven't lived in a house in so long, it's going to take me a little while to get used to it. Dogs barking, shadows of trees in the window at night. I always get a little depressed in a new house, just not feeling like it's home, missing my old place. And it's no different at this one. It took Avery a little while to fall asleep tonight, and she is sleeping in our room with us. I think it's just going to take a little while to get settled in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The house we moved into is older. It's got hardwood floors throughout and alot of the original fixtures. There are some things we are going to do, like paint, but probably nothing else. I do have some great decorating ideas, though. &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 some pictures of how the house looks tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200322.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What will be the dining room, after all of the stuff is moved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200339.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite area, so far. It's the entrance/foyer...I have some great ideas for that little seating area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200426.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The living room, with my handsome husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other half of the living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200447.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first major house purchase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc433/Jenna0211/2011-10-29200331.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As happy as I am about moving, and as glad as I am to be here, I am still a little sad about spending the night somewhere new. I find myself missing my apartment and I don't really know why, except that it's just familier. Do any of you ever feel that way when sleeping in a new home? Maybe I am just weird. Tomorrow, I will take pictures of the ginormous backyard that the dogs are loving. Have a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-437187779467866003?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/437187779467866003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=437187779467866003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/437187779467866003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/437187779467866003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-night-in-plano-and-moving-day.html' title='Last Night in Plano and Moving Day'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-7860067916885458419</id><published>2011-10-26T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:42:25.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad. :-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if tomorrow or Friday will be Avery's last day at Pam's, but either way, Pam is very sad. You can just tell. Normally, when I drop her off in the mornings, Pam will arrange the kids that can't walk in swings during the first 30 minutes of the day while the parents are dropping kids off. So, Avery will go into a swing when I bring her. The last few days, Pam has just taken her and sat on the big chair with Avery in her lap and is just hugging on her. It makes me sad to think that Avery will never remember Pam, but I've been so blessed having her. I am making her a little gift and here is what I will print and put in a frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-361SCLuXz1c/Tqgb_l3_5yI/AAAAAAAACJo/JnLpUPmmw3w/s1600/Pam+Gift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-361SCLuXz1c/Tqgb_l3_5yI/AAAAAAAACJo/JnLpUPmmw3w/s400/Pam+Gift.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-7860067916885458419?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/7860067916885458419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=7860067916885458419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7860067916885458419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/7860067916885458419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/sad.html' title='Sad. :-('/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-361SCLuXz1c/Tqgb_l3_5yI/AAAAAAAACJo/JnLpUPmmw3w/s72-c/Pam+Gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-8107086818039201727</id><published>2011-10-25T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T09:45:39.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My House Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, as I think I've mentioned before, I haven't lived in a house with a yard in over 10 years. I have always thought of having a house as a "grown up" thing, I guess. But I've always had this "list" of things I would want if I ever moved back into a house of my own. So, here it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-At Christmas, I want a wreath on every window of the front of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s1600/Wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s320/Wreath.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want "grown up" brand new living room furniture. Every piece of living room furniture I've ever had has been a mismatch hand-me-down. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful. I just want a new, grown up couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something like this would be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go_VNJ0Zz0o/TqbJjQcUp_I/AAAAAAAACIo/7tbRvw5cZQo/s1600/Living+Room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go_VNJ0Zz0o/TqbJjQcUp_I/AAAAAAAACIo/7tbRvw5cZQo/s320/Living+Room.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want to have a dinner party outside. Imagine the scene in the movie "Catch and Release."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6EsAThQY2u4/TqbKAUdSVeI/AAAAAAAACI4/gAJ0i7K0PZg/s1600/Party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6EsAThQY2u4/TqbKAUdSVeI/AAAAAAAACI4/gAJ0i7K0PZg/s320/Party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this table wouldn't be bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVKr7lR9jVw/TqbIISnAMpI/AAAAAAAACIg/RMl2BFfUpHM/s1600/Wine+gutter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVKr7lR9jVw/TqbIISnAMpI/AAAAAAAACIg/RMl2BFfUpHM/s320/Wine+gutter.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want a white plate wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jxEUq00_wA/TqbJy3WnEEI/AAAAAAAACIw/bhckBEAVkr4/s1600/White+plate+wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jxEUq00_wA/TqbJy3WnEEI/AAAAAAAACIw/bhckBEAVkr4/s1600/White+plate+wall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want a flower garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp0KR1LIX5c/TqbLcud_E6I/AAAAAAAACJg/_jqsm3CevYs/s1600/Garden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp0KR1LIX5c/TqbLcud_E6I/AAAAAAAACJg/_jqsm3CevYs/s320/Garden.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want pumpkins to decorate my front door in the fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD-47vkwW_8/TqbKTqZjxHI/AAAAAAAACJA/PHqWie7oGbA/s1600/Pumpkins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD-47vkwW_8/TqbKTqZjxHI/AAAAAAAACJA/PHqWie7oGbA/s320/Pumpkins.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want a sewing machine and a saw so I can make DIY projects, and now that I have a garage for storage, I think I can make that happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEaM33TxMe4/TqbK_0NXrDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/4UOBhm96UDM/s1600/Tools.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEaM33TxMe4/TqbK_0NXrDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/4UOBhm96UDM/s320/Tools.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I want a holiday spent at my house, where I can cook for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-GNZO2e7-o/TqbKe_Xj5iI/AAAAAAAACJI/AAJm0T0NbFM/s1600/Turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d-GNZO2e7-o/TqbKe_Xj5iI/AAAAAAAACJI/AAJm0T0NbFM/s320/Turkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's my list so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your home wish list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-8107086818039201727?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/8107086818039201727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=8107086818039201727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8107086818039201727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/8107086818039201727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-house-wish-list.html' title='My House Wish List'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VEC7y0Uho/TefT4cZYSrI/AAAAAAAABa8/p62HJ5w6QwI/s220/Mom%2Band%2BAvery%2B2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIkMN5j07uw/TqbLKNlbe1I/AAAAAAAACJY/subOuEvVwQk/s72-c/Wreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629264107765017665.post-4639922833315888062</id><published>2011-10-24T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:49:39.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally feel like this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...when I try and create something from a creatively wonderful cooking blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="This is me with every. single. thing. i try to do from Pinterest. They lie and make it look easy! haha" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/379872900_GtQLd3EZ_b.jpg" style="height: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629264107765017665-4639922833315888062?l=jennaandjason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/feeds/4639922833315888062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8629264107765017665&amp;postID=4639922833315888062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4639922833315888062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629264107765017665/posts/default/4639922833315888062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennaandjason.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-totally-feel-like-this.html' title='I totally feel like this....'/><author><name>Jenna @ Sharing My Jennarocity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247906645065362159</uri><ema
