<?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-6873480602913142428</id><updated>2011-12-26T12:17:31.476-06:00</updated><category term='puppy'/><category term='cheerleading'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='travel'/><category term='one-year-old'/><category term='burros'/><category term='animal'/><category term='baby'/><category term='craft'/><category term='adopt'/><category term='illinois'/><category term='small'/><category term='competition'/><category term='humane'/><category term='wipes'/><category term='neutered'/><category term='jack russell'/><category term='wipe container'/><category term='one year old'/><category term='dog'/><category term='beagle'/><category term='state'/><category term='investigator'/><category term='great dane'/><title type='text'>A Jolt of the Jacksons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5997470916384737570</id><published>2011-12-26T10:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T12:11:21.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Jackson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxvWvIAXpW0/Tvi4PHgwIvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/EQW_8HPUbns/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690500699036590834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxvWvIAXpW0/Tvi4PHgwIvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/EQW_8HPUbns/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started off Christmas at the Jackson's by opening up gifts. Nick's grandma made use each a hat and scarf set. She is so talented, they turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LmdiootjFo/TviszGlStFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/tmvhXCXxg5U/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690488123122955346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LmdiootjFo/TviszGlStFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/tmvhXCXxg5U/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam modeling his hat and scarf set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Qz5kpN-HM/Tvisy2tx0wI/AAAAAAAAA14/TFkTGoMos_o/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690488118863581954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Qz5kpN-HM/Tvisy2tx0wI/AAAAAAAAA14/TFkTGoMos_o/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love my new hat and scarf set! And it matches my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEWzG4ua-Vc/TvisyU8AtHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rIqXB1wQjc4/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690488109796471922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEWzG4ua-Vc/TvisyU8AtHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rIqXB1wQjc4/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah got a puppy for Christmas - just kidding! We brought our foster puppy, Sammy, over for the day. She was the belle of the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQBPAGrSH6E/TvisyFbWJHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/xTXXRo7gWro/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690488105632932978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQBPAGrSH6E/TvisyFbWJHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/xTXXRo7gWro/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa brought Noah a game he wanted for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCm_fYZft68/Tvisx8yzQsI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qXF73pLRyjE/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690488103315391170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCm_fYZft68/Tvisx8yzQsI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qXF73pLRyjE/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick got a weed trimmer! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmTd0pL-Ylc/Tvin_EGZvEI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/N6VpnPhnd9Q/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482831056813122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmTd0pL-Ylc/Tvin_EGZvEI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/N6VpnPhnd9Q/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike's new Cardinals polo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UYDC2TkZ7Y/Tvin-rdOeSI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XS67XxpbOXU/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482824441657634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_UYDC2TkZ7Y/Tvin-rdOeSI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XS67XxpbOXU/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm beginning to realize that Adam is the big brother that likes to see his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; little brother get into trouble. Last year he got a duck shooting game from Adam and this year it's a sling shot. I'm pretty sure he won't shoot it inside the house for fear of harming  the television, but that doesn't protect our windows. Always a kid at heart, Nick loves these fun toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4xZT6OSBRM/Tvin-cC_1xI/AAAAAAAAAz0/CBusCCAEYq0/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482820305114898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4xZT6OSBRM/Tvin-cC_1xI/AAAAAAAAAz0/CBusCCAEYq0/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only thing Nick asked for this Christmas was moustache wax. I know what you are thinking and I didn't realize this existed either, but it does. Some of you who have seen Nick recently may have noticed he's a bit hairier than usual. He's enjoying the life of a college student and embracing the unkempt look while he can. So we had a little fun with his moustache and his new grooming kit. He's such a goof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU_RPBiyyxg/Tvin-I-VLdI/AAAAAAAAAzs/T46y3-Gpjyc/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482815185268178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU_RPBiyyxg/Tvin-I-VLdI/AAAAAAAAAzs/T46y3-Gpjyc/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at our home, the dogs are enjoying one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; new bones from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VBTURPTNMU/Tvin98MecOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/OB6OpnpYanI/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482811754934498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VBTURPTNMU/Tvin98MecOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/OB6OpnpYanI/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, our dogs are spoiled rotten. This is just one of the very many bones they got for Christmas as well as a pet grooming kit. I thought it was clever that the package says it was tested on humans first. I'm looking forward to the dogs next bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5997470916384737570?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5997470916384737570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-jacksons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5997470916384737570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5997470916384737570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-jacksons.html' title='Christmas with the Jackson&apos;s'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxvWvIAXpW0/Tvi4PHgwIvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/EQW_8HPUbns/s72-c/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5768245857524152214</id><published>2011-12-26T10:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:54:17.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Carlson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Ygevws-3s/Tvij0p8ov9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/vVzG4AAF8VQ/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690478254191329234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Ygevws-3s/Tvij0p8ov9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/vVzG4AAF8VQ/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed the morning we opened presents. Just a light dusting, not enough for sledding, but it was pretty none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jrICDxa4ng/TvihhypBCCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1q25DfGlof0/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690475731084183586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jrICDxa4ng/TvihhypBCCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/1q25DfGlof0/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler with one of his presents from Nick and I. He was giving his puppy kisses, but I wasn't fast enough with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwpKzUT-suI/TvihhhIEi9I/AAAAAAAAAyg/BVsqZTw2ZA4/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690475726382599122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PwpKzUT-suI/TvihhhIEi9I/AAAAAAAAAyg/BVsqZTw2ZA4/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva passing out presents to Tyler and Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRtSbkYCJZE/TvihhJQDnHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NfHMT3hhaec/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690475719973641330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRtSbkYCJZE/TvihhJQDnHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NfHMT3hhaec/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick had a present wrapped in Tinker Bell gift wrap. Eva thought this was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3CgAqJYTvU/TvihgqH2luI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rBIlZL0mnbU/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690475711617734370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3CgAqJYTvU/TvihgqH2luI/AAAAAAAAAyM/rBIlZL0mnbU/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler and Drew in their matching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;. How cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXvwOsdhKI/TvihgeWyFuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ix6fBbkDazY/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690475708459128546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzXvwOsdhKI/TvihgeWyFuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ix6fBbkDazY/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids sitting on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; flip couches (they flip out  into a bed, although Tyler is the only one that fit in his bed). They loved sitting on their couches throughout the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX5fXI_5cO0/TvigYyv9XSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/DkZpNhkDFVI/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690474476982852898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX5fXI_5cO0/TvigYyv9XSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/DkZpNhkDFVI/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler had Santa diapers from Grandma. I have to say, they are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pUnyVTMOXE/TvigYtlSI3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/RQh1QNLUbDo/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690474475595899762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pUnyVTMOXE/TvigYtlSI3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/RQh1QNLUbDo/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew and Elijah with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; coordinating Bears Santa hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MM6ExyRCnNs/TvigYFwbGmI/AAAAAAAAAxY/hypgRSKjW-0/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690474464905206370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MM6ExyRCnNs/TvigYFwbGmI/AAAAAAAAAxY/hypgRSKjW-0/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone is excited to open presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71XnTMXBPg0/TvigX6LoFXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Bn-8MhcRAf4/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690474461798077810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71XnTMXBPg0/TvigX6LoFXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Bn-8MhcRAf4/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler enjoying a cookie. He's our little cookie monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9tLq4xruyc/TvigXoSCRqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6W71p5haI8k/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690474456993121954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9tLq4xruyc/TvigXoSCRqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/6W71p5haI8k/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma found some neat books for the kids. This one had a pen that did something cool - as you can see by the expression on the kids faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWNvUoMax_U/Tvij1aEMOqI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/e_SBCOa2BqI/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690478267107916450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWNvUoMax_U/Tvij1aEMOqI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/e_SBCOa2BqI/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the celebrating had some little one's tuckered out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HuoRUS5En4/Tvij0-0x3CI/AAAAAAAAAzI/zgZ8M4ej-kQ/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690478259795516450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HuoRUS5En4/Tvij0-0x3CI/AAAAAAAAAzI/zgZ8M4ej-kQ/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and some big ones too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5768245857524152214?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5768245857524152214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-carlsons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5768245857524152214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5768245857524152214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-carlsons.html' title='Christmas with the Carlson&apos;s'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Ygevws-3s/Tvij0p8ov9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/vVzG4AAF8VQ/s72-c/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3136145735014096404</id><published>2011-12-26T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:21:43.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before our Christmas at my parents, my sister-in-law, Stacey and I decided to do a cookie bake with the kiddos so we had some tasty treats to bring to mom and dad's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOUX4fhw9lk/Tvid8VfLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAww/gHY2z1-a6UM/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690471789068232658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOUX4fhw9lk/Tvid8VfLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAww/gHY2z1-a6UM/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva and Stacey dipped pretzels in chocolate. While Eli and I did sprinkles on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also decorated sugar cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3GccoEkhds/Tvid7h0fH5I/AAAAAAAAAwo/dCnHLVhWHxk/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690471775198977938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3GccoEkhds/Tvid7h0fH5I/AAAAAAAAAwo/dCnHLVhWHxk/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious business. And I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; little aprons Grandma made them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd4KwIoEtK4/Tvid7WFmknI/AAAAAAAAAwY/XBTazBSUrIg/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690471772049543794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd4KwIoEtK4/Tvid7WFmknI/AAAAAAAAAwY/XBTazBSUrIg/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trust me, he had fun, but I couldn't resist snapping this picture of him as he waited ever so patiently for Eva to finish dipping pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y88uPdTQWss/Tvid62dnR5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yTpujlrQ3U0/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690471763560318866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y88uPdTQWss/Tvid62dnR5I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yTpujlrQ3U0/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was almost impossible to get a good picture of these two because Eva kept biting into her cookie and you can't tell with her hand over it, but this cookie was loaded with sprinkles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIPNNV8N0Bs/Tvid6sFjrfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/uMOQdAo8u8c/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690471760775065074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIPNNV8N0Bs/Tvid6sFjrfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/uMOQdAo8u8c/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3136145735014096404?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3136145735014096404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/cookie-bake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3136145735014096404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3136145735014096404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/cookie-bake.html' title='Cookie Bake'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOUX4fhw9lk/Tvid8VfLJ9I/AAAAAAAAAww/gHY2z1-a6UM/s72-c/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8458973301401620265</id><published>2011-12-26T09:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:07:10.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our house decorating took more than just a day or two. One of the days we decorated was a sleepover night with the niece and nephew. They are wearing PJ's that St. Nicholas brought them and here we are getting ready for bed. Of course, the dogs had to have a goodnight story too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNnK6z3wi10/TviQ_6oZPTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/1wKxNjpCkF8/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690457556927462706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNnK6z3wi10/TviQ_6oZPTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/1wKxNjpCkF8/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick decorating the high ledges in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd8b6FcDbDM/TviOIOeT_CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8il8ZxLjyEY/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690454401157954594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd8b6FcDbDM/TviOIOeT_CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/8il8ZxLjyEY/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decorating the "kids" tree with all of my Barbie, Strawberry Shortcake, and Nick's Star Wars ornaments - with a few other random Hallmark ornaments as well. I was so excited to show Nick my Harley Davidson Barbie. I've loved motorcycles since my Grandpa took me for my first ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFFuN9xsle0/TviOH-iJeII/AAAAAAAAAt0/nomn5l4-OYI/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690454396879075458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFFuN9xsle0/TviOH-iJeII/AAAAAAAAAt0/nomn5l4-OYI/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a system for decorating the tree. Elijah and I worked together to put the metal hanging piece on the ornament then we handed off to Eva who brought the ornament to  Uncle Nick. It was serious work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9BUr4YYGco/TviOHOuiloI/AAAAAAAAAto/PhNN7WIJXdw/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690454384046151298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9BUr4YYGco/TviOHOuiloI/AAAAAAAAAto/PhNN7WIJXdw/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick hanging the star on the tree. Yes, he actually had to stand on the ladder and use an extend-a-reach apparatus. Nick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;insisted&lt;/span&gt; on having the biggest tree from the tree lot and since we have such wonderful high ceilings, I thought why not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is why not. At about 4 a.m. the morning after we set the tree up we heard a loud "thud". Nick and Gus investigated and found the tree had fallen. Apparently our stand was not quite large enough for the size tree we had. When the tree fell, it thankfully only took out one fan blade from our ceiling fan. Nick waited until stores opened that morning to head out in search of a new tree stand. After visiting MANY stores, he learned that there isn't a store in Springfield that sells tree stands for this large of a tree, but a kind employee of ACE Hardware had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; idea of putting sand bags around the base of the tree to keep it upright. This saved us the headache of forking out big bucks and rush delivering a tree stand. And it worked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the story takes a twist as we get a phone call that evening from a local farm implement store. Nick had gone in that morning for a tree stand and while he waited for employees there to check in the back for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; largest tree stand, Nick entered into a contest to win a flat screen LED TV. Wouldn't you know - he won the television!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, maybe we'll get another 12 foot tree next year. It all worked out in the end and we continue to have a good laugh about this tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gl0uJGgrNn0/TviOG0GCngI/AAAAAAAAAtY/yBArSVu7jH0/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690454376896962050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gl0uJGgrNn0/TviOG0GCngI/AAAAAAAAAtY/yBArSVu7jH0/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture above is the day we bought this tree. As you can see, all fan blades are in tact. Luckily, all we put on the tree this night were the lights and star, so no ornaments were destroyed. Imagine seeing this gigantic thing laying on your living room floor with pine needles everywhere. Oh it was a mess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as you can see below, we picked up the pieces. I had to do a double tree skirt around the base to try to hide the sandbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqlkk_3AKpA/TviOGsDoOEI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/hyV5mrYXF_Q/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690454374739359810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqlkk_3AKpA/TviOGsDoOEI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/hyV5mrYXF_Q/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to get a good picture, but this is how the ledge turned out. Nick did a great job. I'm no fan of heights, so Nick climbed the ladder and placed everything just right. Of course, he was in charge of the electrical aspect as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mL-AB2UfgPI/TviRBvBwcqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/slAHvisqtnA/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690457588172354210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mL-AB2UfgPI/TviRBvBwcqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/slAHvisqtnA/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would say the stairs are the dogs favorite holiday decoration. Each step has a Christmas stuffed animal decoration. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;, our dogs do a great job of leaving the animals alone, although &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; will occasionally pick one up and leave it in the middle of a room for us. She doesn't chew it up or anything, so I think she's just reminding me of the fact that she's being a good dog. Now our foster &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;puppies&lt;/span&gt;, they don't do quite as well. Baby gates come in handy when we are fostering puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkhJZvJOkSw/TviRBGR3ojI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5dkq8JNvtg4/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690457577234080306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkhJZvJOkSw/TviRBGR3ojI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5dkq8JNvtg4/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the final product of the "kids" tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q7Zk9atovE/TviRA1j9oUI/AAAAAAAAAug/5AUm3kI1dj8/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690457572746568002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q7Zk9atovE/TviRA1j9oUI/AAAAAAAAAug/5AUm3kI1dj8/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guest room Christmas tree has all of our "family" ornaments. Each year I have an ornament made at the craft festival in my hometown. We also have pictures of the niece and nephews in the photo frame ornaments. It's a little tree, but we like the room to be festive for our guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVoxAL9nbf8/TviRAA4_ZAI/AAAAAAAAAuY/---hvZh8KF8/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690457558607684610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVoxAL9nbf8/TviRAA4_ZAI/AAAAAAAAAuY/---hvZh8KF8/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't forget the mistletoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRT-Vg8QA8/TviS4N5PrwI/AAAAAAAAAv4/D-1fAf8_Q9U/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690459623682715394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGRT-Vg8QA8/TviS4N5PrwI/AAAAAAAAAv4/D-1fAf8_Q9U/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love our nativity scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEHAk6G-WmQ/TviS3-5rJ2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/xHtsl5Z8H98/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690459619657983842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEHAk6G-WmQ/TviS3-5rJ2I/AAAAAAAAAvs/xHtsl5Z8H98/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite new ornaments from this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-carK8HXNlIU/TviS3iNpAOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/GAmjYBg-Djk/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690459611957100770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-carK8HXNlIU/TviS3iNpAOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/GAmjYBg-Djk/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other half of our village went on the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwH-OXSKmI/TviS3LSSX9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/veWwLt39NSU/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690459605802573778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwH-OXSKmI/TviS3LSSX9I/AAAAAAAAAvU/veWwLt39NSU/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the finished tree - isn't it beautiful! I wish we could keep these decorations up all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dM0Sfud0F4Y/TviS2q8Gv4I/AAAAAAAAAvI/s8pC3yVqigQ/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690459597119602562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dM0Sfud0F4Y/TviS2q8Gv4I/AAAAAAAAAvI/s8pC3yVqigQ/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hope you enjoyed decorating for the holidays as much as we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8458973301401620265?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8458973301401620265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8458973301401620265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8458973301401620265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-for-christmas.html' title='Decorating for Christmas'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNnK6z3wi10/TviQ_6oZPTI/AAAAAAAAAuM/1wKxNjpCkF8/s72-c/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7052559842052347222</id><published>2011-12-26T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:48:15.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble Gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUPyXTjz4wA/TviF_pS3WNI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eD0F9LD63-I/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690445457645852882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUPyXTjz4wA/TviF_pS3WNI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eD0F9LD63-I/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really trying to remember to take pictures more often and I feel like I'm doing better, but that doesn't mean my frequency of blog posts is improving. One step at a time, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, better late than never. We spent Thanksgiving 2011 with the Jackson side of the family. And it wouldn't be a true Jackson Thanksgiving without the boys trying to get into mischief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Prw9ltH-lHk/TviF_QujQmI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pOb5vbE4NCo/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690445451051090530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Prw9ltH-lHk/TviF_QujQmI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pOb5vbE4NCo/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah decided to challenge Nick to a "Food Network-style eating competition". The challenge was all spicy foods: deviled eggs, loaded potato skins, buffalo chicken dip, and so on. As you can see from Nick's plate it was a reasonable amount of food, but it was the spicy factor that was the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzsqmiiY5g/TviF_KgSP7I/AAAAAAAAAss/D8if2sofGXg/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690445449380642738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzsqmiiY5g/TviF_KgSP7I/AAAAAAAAAss/D8if2sofGXg/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't be more proud! Nick won the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQsZ1jGP7b4/TviF-MlV3pI/AAAAAAAAAsk/z4wLRxvuqY8/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690445432758853266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQsZ1jGP7b4/TviF-MlV3pI/AAAAAAAAAsk/z4wLRxvuqY8/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And his prize was this silly holiday t-shirt. Of course, he won bragging rights as well - which is as good as gold in Nick's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLMtxBW9Kcw/TviF925ayrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/dg3WuPMHyw4/s1600/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690445426937481906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLMtxBW9Kcw/TviF925ayrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/dg3WuPMHyw4/s320/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mamma in the kitchen with her boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7052559842052347222?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7052559842052347222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/gobble-gobble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7052559842052347222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7052559842052347222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/12/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble Gobble'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUPyXTjz4wA/TviF_pS3WNI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eD0F9LD63-I/s72-c/December%2B26%252C%2B2011%2B031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2693246021234476485</id><published>2011-11-06T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:27:37.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm calling him my early birthday present...Nick finally gave in to my begging and let us get a foster puppy. We haven't fostered much this year at all. This sweet little guy is named Bosco. He's a pit bull mix and is 4 months old. His previous owners figured out  he was sick with Parvo and realized they could not afford to treat  him so he was surrendered to the Animal Protective League. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFN3xGMF_S0/TrdNZlqHDBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/o0EqX2CNrtQ/s1600/november2011%2B019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFN3xGMF_S0/TrdNZlqHDBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/o0EqX2CNrtQ/s320/november2011%2B019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672087357697231890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't mind Nick's pile-o-shoes in the background. Obviously I hadn't cleaned the house yet when taking this photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeMB6uUbj3A/TrdNZG_TDfI/AAAAAAAAAr8/-LY5rIYc7zw/s1600/november2011%2B022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeMB6uUbj3A/TrdNZG_TDfI/AAAAAAAAAr8/-LY5rIYc7zw/s320/november2011%2B022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672087349464600050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The picture above is a little creepy, but below you can see that Bosco and Nick are taking a little nap on the couch. Isn't  he a sweetie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbmHITH5LAg/TrdNYzNQn7I/AAAAAAAAArw/29QcNlfUK7Y/s1600/november2011%2B020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbmHITH5LAg/TrdNYzNQn7I/AAAAAAAAArw/29QcNlfUK7Y/s320/november2011%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672087344154451890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VASd2nEBxW0/TrdNYXqlhLI/AAAAAAAAAro/6td8jVmwAAg/s1600/november2011%2B015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VASd2nEBxW0/TrdNYXqlhLI/AAAAAAAAAro/6td8jVmwAAg/s320/november2011%2B015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672087336761263282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is earlier on in the day when Nick was trying to hold him still for a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2KX8aBvAAc/TrdNYJhQBSI/AAAAAAAAArY/L42R_ocb0VQ/s1600/november2011%2B010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2KX8aBvAAc/TrdNYJhQBSI/AAAAAAAAArY/L42R_ocb0VQ/s320/november2011%2B010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672087332964009250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd say the jury is still out on how our dogs feel about this little intruder. Xbox has been indifferent. Chewbacca was OK with him until he tried to snuggle with her for a nap. She got grumpy and went to sleep somewhere else. Gus is just beside himself. I think he's fascinated with this little "thing". To Chewy and Xbox  these little visitors are old news. &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/6873480602913142428-2693246021234476485?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2693246021234476485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/11/bosco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2693246021234476485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2693246021234476485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/11/bosco.html' title='Bosco'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFN3xGMF_S0/TrdNZlqHDBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/o0EqX2CNrtQ/s72-c/november2011%2B019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1428443407195961947</id><published>2011-10-09T09:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:47:31.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year we make a trip to the pumpkin patch with Stacey and the kids. Last year was a bit of a bust with a quick trip to a lame patch because we ran out of time, so this year we were determined to find a good pumpkin patch to make up for it. We also had a crew of friends join us this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vE4Yvik_WE/TpGwwjJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAAms/AKGfgcBVS00/s1600/1022011%2B052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vE4Yvik_WE/TpGwwjJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAAms/AKGfgcBVS00/s320/1022011%2B052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661500554698449810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids posing for a cute picture. There were so many cameras snapping shots they didn't know where to look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmWaZdBIwkg/TpGwwHsQUAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/yuV7gsk9N10/s1600/1022011%2B057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmWaZdBIwkg/TpGwwHsQUAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/yuV7gsk9N10/s320/1022011%2B057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661500547326300162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah and Uncle Nick trying to rope a steer. It was pretty hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39dINiuIQSY/TpGwv7F2c0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/zRok2Nf-ryA/s1600/1022011%2B066.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39dINiuIQSY/TpGwv7F2c0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/zRok2Nf-ryA/s320/1022011%2B066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661500543943996226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah driving a tractor...look out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lh9HINxSps4/TpGwvXPusfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/irG85udr7DQ/s1600/1022011%2B071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lh9HINxSps4/TpGwvXPusfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/irG85udr7DQ/s320/1022011%2B071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661500534321754610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva on the train ride. A small tractor pulled a line of cars. Each child had a barrel they sat in and "drove". Nick tried to get on the ride, but they said the weight limit was 100 lbs. He tried to negotiate by asking if he could lay over the top of two cars, but the offer was declined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvuKPFmvbeI/TpGwu-fAtnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bMlitn449bg/s1600/1022011%2B072.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvuKPFmvbeI/TpGwu-fAtnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bMlitn449bg/s320/1022011%2B072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661500527674963570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a tunnel slide. It didn't go very fast, but the kids enjoyed it and it certainly wore them out to run up the hill to get in line and go down the slide again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcminpN2GQo/TpGvKXrRdyI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GlLxau47Vqk/s1600/1022011%2B074.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RcminpN2GQo/TpGvKXrRdyI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GlLxau47Vqk/s320/1022011%2B074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661498799270491938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ayreanna&lt;/span&gt; (our friend's daughter and favorite dog sitter), and I did the corn maze. It was an added expense, but Nick really wanted to try it out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ayreanna&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed doing something that was more for "big kids" than for the little kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OzoPWavNUrw/TpGvJ2rzBcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/OPFJ6jTsN8s/s1600/1022011%2B086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OzoPWavNUrw/TpGvJ2rzBcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/OPFJ6jTsN8s/s320/1022011%2B086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661498790414321090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the kids got their faces painted. Elijah had a football helmet face. It was really cool, but somehow I missed getting a picture of him. Eva is a daisy face. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DELg2Ywauw0/TpGvJt3rvaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ji0V5Dh78b0/s1600/1022011%2B091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DELg2Ywauw0/TpGvJt3rvaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ji0V5Dh78b0/s320/1022011%2B091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661498788048256418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This "giant pillow" was fun for big and little kids! The Mom's and Aunt Lisa were cracking up the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENfjVYFwEZg/TpGvJMZSbJI/AAAAAAAAAls/v1v24Iz9zgY/s1600/1022011%2B102.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENfjVYFwEZg/TpGvJMZSbJI/AAAAAAAAAls/v1v24Iz9zgY/s320/1022011%2B102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661498779062398098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was so much fun stuff to do at this pumpkin patch and it wasn't too expensive at all. The kids were exhausted. We stayed for almost 4 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaCmen-hUcg/TpGvIquSAjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/AVJrIbl_JK8/s1600/1022011%2B107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaCmen-hUcg/TpGvIquSAjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/AVJrIbl_JK8/s320/1022011%2B107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661498770023645746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To finish off our trip we all  picked out pumpkins. I think you can tell by the picture that all the kids were pretty worn out from the day. We will definitely try this pumpkin patch again. It was an hour drive to Normal, but it was worth the trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1428443407195961947?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1428443407195961947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1428443407195961947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1428443407195961947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch-2011.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2011'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vE4Yvik_WE/TpGwwjJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAAms/AKGfgcBVS00/s72-c/1022011%2B052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1955887602154751690</id><published>2011-10-09T08:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:16:54.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It had been a while since the kids last stayed over, so we booked them for an overnight and had lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MBy28Jslao/TpGnCHUKCdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q2ZHculXlJo/s1600/1022011%2B019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MBy28Jslao/TpGnCHUKCdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q2ZHculXlJo/s320/1022011%2B019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661489861346593234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found these iron-on t-shirt maker kits from Target on clearance (yeah baby!) The kids got to pick out how many legs, arms, eyes, etc. their monster t-shirt had. There were a variety of silly eyes, teeth, mouths, and accessories for the kids to pick from. It was a little trying for me as I had to be the one to iron on each body part and, of course, this wasn't really Elijah's favorite thing as he'd rather be running around outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, Elijah wanted his monster to have two mismatched eyes and two mouths. He also wanted a second eyeball baseball to be floating in the air. There were many more crazy ideas he had, but I talked him down to these few. Silly kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlsNwEiA5D4/TpGnBhOao5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/FFtcWGBK_Sw/s1600/1022011%2B017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlsNwEiA5D4/TpGnBhOao5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/FFtcWGBK_Sw/s320/1022011%2B017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661489851121968018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva's princess monster was just as difficult as Elijah's because it had to be PERFECT! (Where does she get that from!?!) I thought it might look odd when she decided she wanted the arms of her monster to come out of the wings, but actually it turned out kind of cool. She was in favor of utilizing all accessories that came with this kit, but we decided on just one crown and one bow.  She loves accessories. Now that she gets from Auntie Lisa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKddbXqM6Ik/TpGnBURo2rI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GNGcVRZbL7g/s1600/1022011%2B014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKddbXqM6Ik/TpGnBURo2rI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GNGcVRZbL7g/s320/1022011%2B014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661489847645821618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eli looks like a deer in headlights, doesn't he? I couldn't get these two to smile at the same time to save my life, so we just went with the best overall picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCJLppEb318/TpGnA0yDbOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lxSrPfsA7M8/s1600/1022011%2B013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCJLppEb318/TpGnA0yDbOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lxSrPfsA7M8/s320/1022011%2B013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661489839191846114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later we went to some garage sales. Uncle Nick gave the kiddos each a dollar in quarters to spend. They both came home with a bunch of loot. It seemed like every place they bought something the "cashier" would give them a few "bonus items" (aka more junk they didn't want to keep) so Matt and Stacey were thrilled with Uncle Nick and Aunt Jean. Both kids got a few books out of the day and Elijah found this cool horse (above). He is a horse fanatic, so it was a great find. Plus, supposedly, it was an expensive collector's item not that Eli cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muIX_fHcyr0/TpGnAWv23yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/gueY7bz1g-c/s1600/1022011%2B012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muIX_fHcyr0/TpGnAWv23yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/gueY7bz1g-c/s320/1022011%2B012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661489831129571106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the road to find some good sales!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCPvEKsR91Q/TpGmIODyBLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OqGO0i1YWHk/s1600/1022011%2B003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCPvEKsR91Q/TpGmIODyBLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OqGO0i1YWHk/s320/1022011%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661488866724545714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For breakfast we made homemade doughnuts. Eva decided to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; into a smiley face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KeOMVNuaKA/TpGmHtXR_hI/AAAAAAAAAks/-lsVAartofk/s1600/1022011%2B004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KeOMVNuaKA/TpGmHtXR_hI/AAAAAAAAAks/-lsVAartofk/s320/1022011%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661488857947962898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We picked out our icing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwl6Yh7GdfQ/TpGmHXpC6II/AAAAAAAAAkk/pTdEuPhINWE/s1600/1022011%2B005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwl6Yh7GdfQ/TpGmHXpC6II/AAAAAAAAAkk/pTdEuPhINWE/s320/1022011%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661488852116891778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She started a trend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Y3FSCBqFI/TpGmG23Q8sI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8GTqp1q-F30/s1600/1022011%2B006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Y3FSCBqFI/TpGmG23Q8sI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8GTqp1q-F30/s320/1022011%2B006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661488843318162114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah added apple wedge eyebrows to his...so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFY1Leu6tto/TpGmGiI3BNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fx-AvFWQHos/s1600/1022011%2B008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFY1Leu6tto/TpGmGiI3BNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fx-AvFWQHos/s320/1022011%2B008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661488837754815698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Uncle Nick had to be silly and say his face was exclaiming, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OOOOhhh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1955887602154751690?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1955887602154751690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/sleepover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1955887602154751690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1955887602154751690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover!!!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MBy28Jslao/TpGnCHUKCdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Q2ZHculXlJo/s72-c/1022011%2B019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-6450051791484109113</id><published>2011-10-09T08:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:29:30.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Score?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are ever in need of a score board operator for a volleyball game, look no further! Nick has been working the scoreboard for my sister-in-law, Stacey's volleyball games this season. Last year he covered for a few games and did a great job, so he was asked to work the home games "full time" this year. We enjoy seeing Stacey's team play and it's very convenient and close to where we live, so it works out well for everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cV6eJRj4iBM/TpGev-1b0YI/AAAAAAAAAkE/u1u770Hw-Wk/s1600/sept2011%2B036.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cV6eJRj4iBM/TpGev-1b0YI/AAAAAAAAAkE/u1u770Hw-Wk/s320/sept2011%2B036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661480753739583874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpv4AnfDC7w/TpGeu6eGrpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/lRI-fAQVlbM/s1600/sept2011%2B035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpv4AnfDC7w/TpGeu6eGrpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/lRI-fAQVlbM/s320/sept2011%2B035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661480735388118674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnn3DMh_d8E/TpGeqiM_YvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/OZRzyExip-8/s1600/sept2011%2B034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnn3DMh_d8E/TpGeqiM_YvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/OZRzyExip-8/s320/sept2011%2B034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661480660154409714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stacey even got Nick this t-shirt that says on the front "See You in Court" and on the back it says "You have just been served". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Williamsville&lt;/span&gt; Bullets are having a great season! There are only a few more home games, but we hope to see them do well in championship games (not sure if that is the technical term).  &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/6873480602913142428-6450051791484109113?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/6450051791484109113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-score.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6450051791484109113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6450051791484109113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-score.html' title='What&apos;s the Score?'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cV6eJRj4iBM/TpGev-1b0YI/AAAAAAAAAkE/u1u770Hw-Wk/s72-c/sept2011%2B036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7831049660775832449</id><published>2011-09-16T06:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:15:36.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend Nick and I were heading to the Frankfort (Chicago area) for a wedding. Since we were the only company at my parents house that weekend, we decided to try to bring the whole Jackson family. Yep, dogs and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcKF6qmW8Wk/TnM7gG5LSWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/F3SeuFNrmpg/s1600/sept2011%2B025.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcKF6qmW8Wk/TnM7gG5LSWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/F3SeuFNrmpg/s320/sept2011%2B025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652927380072384866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xbox traveled very well. She always has and is the only dog that has gone the full 3 hour drive to Grandma and Grandpa Carlson's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brXzRWE_6Zs/TnM7fh9fKRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wa1rEa5oCQY/s1600/sept2011%2B024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brXzRWE_6Zs/TnM7fh9fKRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wa1rEa5oCQY/s320/sept2011%2B024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652927370158352658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gus was not so well behaved. After 30 minutes of whining in the car, I think I started to see steam coming out of Nick's ears. It was a little tense for a long time, but we stopped and walked Gus and that seemed to help him a little. The last hour of the trip he slept and the ride home was much better as we took  him for a nice, long walk before we left town. Lesson learned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKphKdXYrqs/TnM7fMAYE1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/VEwxkvBqQVY/s1600/sept2011%2B021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKphKdXYrqs/TnM7fMAYE1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/VEwxkvBqQVY/s320/sept2011%2B021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652927364264891218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xbox is the only dog that somewhat behaves on her leash, so she is allowed to be walked by Grandma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocrP3zpAYKI/TnM7eohXooI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xAKy3za3kbE/s1600/sept2011%2B020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocrP3zpAYKI/TnM7eohXooI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xAKy3za3kbE/s320/sept2011%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652927354739597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chewy being walked by Auntie Lisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DC5rGNfa8OU/TnM7eIC1ENI/AAAAAAAAAjM/me-ciDrYgx8/s1600/sept2011%2B009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DC5rGNfa8OU/TnM7eIC1ENI/AAAAAAAAAjM/me-ciDrYgx8/s320/sept2011%2B009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652927346021568722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xbox at Grandma and Grandpa's chewing on her bone and making herself at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diUJooYjcxY/TnM6Oo9eEeI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qRn9OYf3SxA/s1600/sept2011%2B018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diUJooYjcxY/TnM6Oo9eEeI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qRn9OYf3SxA/s320/sept2011%2B018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652925980467925474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Sue and Mike who lent us their vehicle. It would have been quite a mess to try to travel in my little Saturn or Nick's Maxima. It looks like we need to consider an Acadia for our next vehicle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGFRWU8YfZ4/TnM6OO57PZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3S78FDV0gnM/s1600/sept2011%2B004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGFRWU8YfZ4/TnM6OO57PZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3S78FDV0gnM/s320/sept2011%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652925973473738130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Chewbaca is exhausted. She has no problem making herself at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbDTpMkCFRU/TnM6NnP6vLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IlK5k5dgyT0/s1600/sept2011%2B005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbDTpMkCFRU/TnM6NnP6vLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IlK5k5dgyT0/s320/sept2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652925962828561586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And our baby, Gus, is utterly confused. I can't sit on the couch??? But he adjusted to the new rules quickly and by the end of the weekend I didn't notice him attempting to get on the furniture anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wSDTSlgHG-g/TnM6NKKAyGI/AAAAAAAAAis/6AM1HkNC9oQ/s1600/sept2011%2B023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wSDTSlgHG-g/TnM6NKKAyGI/AAAAAAAAAis/6AM1HkNC9oQ/s320/sept2011%2B023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652925955019163746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick is getting the crew packed for the ride home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sN3OUxZDBe8/TnM6M9sDD7I/AAAAAAAAAik/BqaidqwGvjA/s1600/sept2011%2B031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sN3OUxZDBe8/TnM6M9sDD7I/AAAAAAAAAik/BqaidqwGvjA/s320/sept2011%2B031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652925951672258482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chewy found a good spot to relax her head - she gets the whole middle row of seats to herself, but she has to be close to Mom and Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall we had a great trip and Nick has even resigned to say we "might" try this again :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7831049660775832449?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7831049660775832449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7831049660775832449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7831049660775832449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-road.html' title='On the Road...'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcKF6qmW8Wk/TnM7gG5LSWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/F3SeuFNrmpg/s72-c/sept2011%2B025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-407171267872734178</id><published>2011-08-20T15:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:44:22.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIkIeGxpM9s/TlAa5KPZMGI/AAAAAAAAAic/PGAi_XYC1XY/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643039902399017058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIkIeGxpM9s/TlAa5KPZMGI/AAAAAAAAAic/PGAi_XYC1XY/s320/170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it finally happened. Nick has found his true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVIrKT24UGk/TlAaCFvIVII/AAAAAAAAAiM/m9RXMHyaUIs/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643038956297147522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eVIrKT24UGk/TlAaCFvIVII/AAAAAAAAAiM/m9RXMHyaUIs/s320/177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After much debate, discussion, and flat out arguing...Nick has won his battle and is now the proud owner of a Harley Davidson super glide 100&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary edition. I don't know what all that means, but she is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWLWccKGphU/TlAaBjRBpdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SlDBud8VhI0/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643038947044074962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWLWccKGphU/TlAaBjRBpdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SlDBud8VhI0/s320/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he does look handsome on that bike. Don't worry Grandma's and Mom's - he has many, many rules that I am adding to as the day progresses (feel free to send me suggestions). He promises to always ride safely and remember all the family members that love him dearly. I was looking for a picture of my first bike ride with my Grandpa, but I can't seem to find it. Either way, I have always enjoyed riding bikes. I can't wait until Nick is comfortable enough on the bike to ride with a passenger. Until then I'll have to enjoy the view below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643038938954415538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pj3ciojVf0/TlAaBFITPbI/AAAAAAAAAh8/40aIQ7NwZHY/s320/172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-407171267872734178?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/407171267872734178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/08/other-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/407171267872734178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/407171267872734178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/08/other-woman.html' title='The Other Woman'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIkIeGxpM9s/TlAa5KPZMGI/AAAAAAAAAic/PGAi_XYC1XY/s72-c/170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2549893209370163252</id><published>2011-07-08T13:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:36:41.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we finally got one of our dogs out on my dad's boat and as you can see, she is spoiled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeTet9vTe0/ThdMsSeNiUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_Q08jbz6pHY/s1600/IT%2BCohort%2B%2526%2BCrib%2BGrant%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627050583179233602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeTet9vTe0/ThdMsSeNiUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_Q08jbz6pHY/s320/IT%2BCohort%2B%2526%2BCrib%2BGrant%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick holding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox's&lt;/span&gt; boat bag which is stocked with a water dish, bottled water, treats, and sunscreen - yes, sunscreen...her pink nose will burn! Any yes, she is wearing a life jacket. As far as we can tell she does not have a breed in her that gives her any sort of water skills, so the vest was really nice to have. It makes getting her on and off the boat much easier and gives us a little peace of mind when she's being adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5YrB-3jRI/ThdMr7ljaRI/AAAAAAAAAhk/I6SujxXLPzo/s1600/IT%2BCohort%2B%2526%2BCrib%2BGrant%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627050577036011794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qb5YrB-3jRI/ThdMr7ljaRI/AAAAAAAAAhk/I6SujxXLPzo/s320/IT%2BCohort%2B%2526%2BCrib%2BGrant%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few times we stopped the boat to have a little swim. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed cooling off in the water, but stayed close by mommy or daddy the whole time (I have a few bruises and scratches to prove that I held her as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it's a tough life our dogs live. And while our littlest, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt;, does well on the boat we have already decided that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt; (our 113 lb. Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dane&lt;/span&gt;) and Gus (our 60 lb. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pitt&lt;/span&gt; bull) are going to stay on land permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2549893209370163252?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2549893209370163252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/07/top-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2549893209370163252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2549893209370163252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/07/top-dog.html' title='Top Dog'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHeTet9vTe0/ThdMsSeNiUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_Q08jbz6pHY/s72-c/IT%2BCohort%2B%2526%2BCrib%2BGrant%2B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3918098782116456766</id><published>2011-06-13T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T09:34:59.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Boating Season Has Begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-157d5db58e598e17" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D157d5db58e598e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300062%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D839C8D32376B6F2C58B66598F116D2E6A35F69.7E405EB07C60B906F08802987F517B4F7575F365%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D157d5db58e598e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D30U7QMC0xd1tiRjwdT2hD9xTD90&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D157d5db58e598e17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300062%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D839C8D32376B6F2C58B66598F116D2E6A35F69.7E405EB07C60B906F08802987F517B4F7575F365%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D157d5db58e598e17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D30U7QMC0xd1tiRjwdT2hD9xTD90&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This weekend we took the boat out for our first summer run. Why did it take us so long to get the boat out you ask? Well, my Dad's company has opened new buildings overseas and they've sent him to assist with the start up. So this is the first (and one of the few) weeks he has been home this summer. The day after Father's Day he'll be back in Sweden for another month or so. We've missed him terribly, but this weekend was a lot of fun and we're glad to have this time to spend with him before he goes back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's hard to beleive Nick has only been skiing for 2 summers. Above is video footage of day 2 of his third summer skiing and as you can see, he's really very good! His goal this summer was to learn how to jump the wake. Since he's already achieved that goal, who knows, he may just do flips by the end of the summer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3918098782116456766?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3918098782116456766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-boating-season-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3918098782116456766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3918098782116456766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-boating-season-has-begun.html' title='Summer Boating Season Has Begun'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4455883851907198760</id><published>2011-04-22T08:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T08:33:55.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Gill Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was Week of the Young Child! Elijah's preschool programs had many fun opportunities through the week. On Thursday he and I went to the college for a Jim Gill concert! I decided to get a little dressed up for our special night. Eli told me I looked "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Prancy&lt;/span&gt;" (I believe he put together the words "pretty" and "fancy"...that or he thought I looked like a horse...lol...doubt it!) I thought that was precious and it just about made my week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFIWHwyjYYI/TbF__qSDZHI/AAAAAAAAAhY/VtYJ5Zv2Od4/s1600/IMG_0495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFIWHwyjYYI/TbF__qSDZHI/AAAAAAAAAhY/VtYJ5Zv2Od4/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598396543456732274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-game to the concert they had face painting, art, and snacks to entertain the little ones. Elijah and I decided the line for face painting was too long so he stuck to the art. His caregivers cut construction paper into circles. They gave the children markers to draw on their circle while it spun around on record players. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxpB4PXLpEI/TbF__SvLuGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uLhDrQo_MWk/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxpB4PXLpEI/TbF__SvLuGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uLhDrQo_MWk/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598396537136461922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So fun! Then he brought his creation to another caregiver who helped him turn his circle into a hat. He made one for sister too. What a sweet boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0yrTz4Ezdg/TbF_-6cxZsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jOfvhDzI0a8/s1600/IMG_0498.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0yrTz4Ezdg/TbF_-6cxZsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jOfvhDzI0a8/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598396530616788674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The concert was so great because it was completely interactive. Jim expects the children to run around the room, talk while he's singing, and have to use the restroom every other minute. As he stated several times during the show - the program was more about the family time than it was about Jim Gill. He wanted to see children dancing with their parents, giggling and laughing. And that was exactly what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODvwjdfvwG0/TbF_-cmvMGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/D8h8H9d17dg/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ODvwjdfvwG0/TbF_-cmvMGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/D8h8H9d17dg/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598396522605523042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah danced and clapped through nearly the whole concert. His feet never stopped moving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJQpDzPKWwc/TbF_92CGtUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2yPAs3JsrVg/s1600/IMG_0504.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJQpDzPKWwc/TbF_92CGtUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2yPAs3JsrVg/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598396512251327810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a song about brushing teeth. Elijah is demonstrating how that is done :)&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 ever have a chance to bring a little one to a Jim Gill concert - I highly recommend it! I've always been a fan of his music since my early years in Early Childhood as a Toddler Teacher. His music is fun and silly and you just can't help but laugh and dance. What better way to spend an evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4455883851907198760?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4455883851907198760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/04/jim-gill-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4455883851907198760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4455883851907198760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/04/jim-gill-concert.html' title='Jim Gill Concert'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFIWHwyjYYI/TbF__qSDZHI/AAAAAAAAAhY/VtYJ5Zv2Od4/s72-c/IMG_0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7715413995209885114</id><published>2011-04-22T08:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T08:12:36.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craven (aka JR)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another foster puppy came and went before I had the chance to blog about him. This is Craven (but we called him JR). We had him for less than a week and he was adopted at the first adoption day he went to. He's some type of Boston Terrier mix. Last I checked, his brother Wes (who has a brindle coat) is still looking for his forever home. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0Z25nRzFjk/TbF9fFK6A6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/YhY4VwLQY50/s1600/IMG_0507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0Z25nRzFjk/TbF9fFK6A6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/YhY4VwLQY50/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393784715576226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also wanted to share these photos so everyone can see what a ferocious beast my Gus has proven to be. It's hard to tell from the pictures, but Gus is playing with JR and letting JR "dominate" the play. Gussy is laying on his back in a submissive pose while all 8 lbs. of JR are on top of Gus in a dominant move. Our sweet Gus wouldn't hurt a fly. He's such a wonderful addition to the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7IfPFdz7QM/TbF9ejIpz4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rJGT4MLaUxA/s1600/IMG_0492.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7IfPFdz7QM/TbF9ejIpz4I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rJGT4MLaUxA/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393775579320194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I'm posting about JR...our current foster, Isabella, is laying down for a nap at my feet. Maybe I'll get around to posting about her before she leaves us for bigger and better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrySECdFn6A/TbF9ePeMzhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jWWM-YqVY_0/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrySECdFn6A/TbF9ePeMzhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jWWM-YqVY_0/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393770300984850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7715413995209885114?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7715413995209885114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/04/craven-aka-jr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7715413995209885114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7715413995209885114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/04/craven-aka-jr.html' title='Craven (aka JR)'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0Z25nRzFjk/TbF9fFK6A6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/YhY4VwLQY50/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4403089563962206544</id><published>2011-03-27T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:27:27.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Augustus "Gus" Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLqLxx0nudo/TY_hqWEJvNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/13naMfmVuks/s1600/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588933780183825618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLqLxx0nudo/TY_hqWEJvNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/13naMfmVuks/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a boy! I cannot believe I haven't posted about our latest edition to the family - Augustus! Or as we like to call him, "Gus" or "Gussy". We adopted him earlier this month from the APL, of course. He started off as a foster, but quickly we decided that this one wasn't getting away from us. We did the math and decided we could find a way to feed another mouth :) Nick has wanted a male dog for some time - can you tell by this picture how glad he is to have a boy around?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-6WIeV2dfs/TY_hqX8cthI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ACkKMdxywPI/s1600/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588933780688385554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-6WIeV2dfs/TY_hqX8cthI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ACkKMdxywPI/s320/IMG_0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gus, Chewy, &amp;amp; Nick down for a nap. Xbox is looking at me wondering who is going to play with her. Poor girl has more energy than all three of the couch potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6axN7ms5d0/TY_hp42gMYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Z2PjcTrpWT0/s1600/IMG_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588933772341948802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6axN7ms5d0/TY_hp42gMYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Z2PjcTrpWT0/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't you tell it's rough being a Jackson dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdtgTh2n1_4/TY_hputLXpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cliDRbzyO_E/s1600/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588933769618480786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdtgTh2n1_4/TY_hputLXpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cliDRbzyO_E/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gus is not very cooperative when taking pictures. Nick and I were running around - I had the camera &amp;amp; Nick had his phone - both of us were hoping to get a good shot of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MIp_xX8irQ/TY_hpeLR-XI/AAAAAAAAAfg/qlZmaX1zBpo/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588933765181340018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MIp_xX8irQ/TY_hpeLR-XI/AAAAAAAAAfg/qlZmaX1zBpo/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's pretty thin still in this picture. His previous owner starved him, so our #1 goal was to get him at a solid weight. Our vet says she'd like to see about 5 lbs. more on him and he should be good. Gus is almost 2 years old. He's a red/tan Pitt Bull and just about the sweetest, most mellow dog I've ever known!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4403089563962206544?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4403089563962206544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/augustus-gus-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4403089563962206544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4403089563962206544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/augustus-gus-jackson.html' title='Augustus &quot;Gus&quot; Jackson'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tLqLxx0nudo/TY_hqWEJvNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/13naMfmVuks/s72-c/IMG_0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-584067112538192426</id><published>2011-03-08T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T06:53:50.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handy Nicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlimNcDxPL0/TXRAJTC-fDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/KZ4pqTMQh9E/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581156366694644786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlimNcDxPL0/TXRAJTC-fDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/KZ4pqTMQh9E/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad got Nick and I new curtains for our dining room! We were so excited and grateful as our dining room is mostly windows &amp;amp; draperies are expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZfR6BGSGR4/TXRAJEaEo6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/NmML0k0Tn88/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581156362764985250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZfR6BGSGR4/TXRAJEaEo6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/NmML0k0Tn88/s320/IMG_0414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick firing up the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgX59FVQ9Jg/TXRAIoCoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/sq6cE2VTjOY/s1600/IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581156355150456818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgX59FVQ9Jg/TXRAIoCoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/sq6cE2VTjOY/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the scrolls that the curtain rod hangs from once we get them installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4wDevQjFk4/TXRAICnN31I/AAAAAAAAAe4/l2v4xO2DQwM/s1600/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581156345103376210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4wDevQjFk4/TXRAICnN31I/AAAAAAAAAe4/l2v4xO2DQwM/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just for fun I took a few pictures of Nick's tools while he worked on the project. Since he has this week off for Spring Break, this is at the top of his "Honey Do" list. I'll post photos when the project is complete. I'm so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4oycg4NYBg/TXRAH9npIUI/AAAAAAAAAew/h5rzQ1wZ7nQ/s1600/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581156343762985282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4oycg4NYBg/TXRAH9npIUI/AAAAAAAAAew/h5rzQ1wZ7nQ/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-584067112538192426?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/584067112538192426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/handy-nicky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/584067112538192426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/584067112538192426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/handy-nicky.html' title='Handy Nicky'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlimNcDxPL0/TXRAJTC-fDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/KZ4pqTMQh9E/s72-c/IMG_0415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2242126230800274720</id><published>2011-03-07T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:35:24.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ15F5IGRLQ/TXQ9YCwPoqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lJrMAw9kJnY/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581153321484264098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ15F5IGRLQ/TXQ9YCwPoqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lJrMAw9kJnY/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah celebrated his 4th birthday last month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1mHgKHUFA/TXQ9XxZEN5I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DgSWc5AZRTY/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581153316823644050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ1mHgKHUFA/TXQ9XxZEN5I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DgSWc5AZRTY/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hKAxGYxwqEc/TXQ9XdTlX2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/SrWr6hWqXNo/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581153311431941986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hKAxGYxwqEc/TXQ9XdTlX2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/SrWr6hWqXNo/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying cookie cake made by his crush Jenny Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOhxFDeEOpo/TXQ9XCGfIpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6ZiAK2pKARg/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581153304129249938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iOhxFDeEOpo/TXQ9XCGfIpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6ZiAK2pKARg/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone singing Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAMycxI_voc/TXQ9WsThOJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UZOG9v_tQVg/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581153298278332562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAMycxI_voc/TXQ9WsThOJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UZOG9v_tQVg/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiddos hamming it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2242126230800274720?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2242126230800274720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/elijahs-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2242126230800274720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2242126230800274720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/elijahs-birthday.html' title='Elijah&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJ15F5IGRLQ/TXQ9YCwPoqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lJrMAw9kJnY/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-224786750262039355</id><published>2011-03-06T17:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:56:36.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe &amp; Heath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6-mACnZxqM/TXQZMdsNl_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/yM9tdwM4MZ0/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581113540138080242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6-mACnZxqM/TXQZMdsNl_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/yM9tdwM4MZ0/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Try not to notice the dirty window, this muddy weather is wreaking havoc on the sliding back door. Chloe, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt; waiting to come inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nah7QvPriQI/TXQZMEzb3nI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ikj9pDA2ZI4/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581113533457489522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nah7QvPriQI/TXQZMEzb3nI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ikj9pDA2ZI4/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick busted me taking a nap with the kiddos. Aren't they sweet! Chloe was adopted by a nice family with an older dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n02QWTz1vdc/TXQZLsY5sSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Wbr-70cQ2eE/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581113526903746850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n02QWTz1vdc/TXQZLsY5sSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Wbr-70cQ2eE/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then we got Heath...back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_E8JT65IiI/TXQZLQmNfMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/S4FjBy2M-lI/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581113519443377346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_E8JT65IiI/TXQZLQmNfMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/S4FjBy2M-lI/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heath was our foster this past summer. He was much smaller back then. He was adopted, but returned by a family that couldn't afford to feed this growing boy. Shocker - he eats a lot! He's a Great Dane/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coonhound&lt;/span&gt; mix after all. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, he was returned and we had room for a foster, so we had an opportunity to spend some more time getting to know this wonderful dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Up5P3R63Ew/TXQZK4v5J4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/C6yjqDgpvts/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581113513041536898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Up5P3R63Ew/TXQZK4v5J4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/C6yjqDgpvts/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewy, Nick and I all loved Heath, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; was another story. She was not very accepting of Heath, but after a solid week together &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; finally started to ease up on the little boy. Even so, we decided he was not meant to stay with our family. Heath was adopted this past weekend and already we have another foster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-224786750262039355?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/224786750262039355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/chloe-heath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/224786750262039355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/224786750262039355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/03/chloe-heath.html' title='Chloe &amp; Heath'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6-mACnZxqM/TXQZMdsNl_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/yM9tdwM4MZ0/s72-c/IMG_0371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7305951433226139978</id><published>2011-01-31T20:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:44:42.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Leg Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hooky&lt;/span&gt; from work today to spend some time with Elijah. He broke his leg Friday night and was struggling with pain, frustration, and difficulty sleeping. I work for a company that is very generous with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; benefits, so I have plenty of time to use up and thought I would help out my little buddy. Stacey's school has already called a snow day for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, so he will have another day to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recuperate&lt;/span&gt; and get accustomed to this temporary lifestyle change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxZXWJWMI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3YKUIDRXXoA/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544144844478658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxZXWJWMI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3YKUIDRXXoA/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He played a bit of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; first thing in the morning. Chewy is "helping him out". He kept giving her pats and saying, "That's my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbac&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;obama&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxYl57ciI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NGCHPsdnfHk/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544131572789794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxYl57ciI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NGCHPsdnfHk/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles. He is too handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxYUuv9EI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gX_NaW8kaWU/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544126962496578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxYUuv9EI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gX_NaW8kaWU/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah's way of soothing at night is to run his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; through his pigs (toes). I know, gross, his mom tells him too, but he loves it. Thankfully there is one set of pigs he can still access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxX91eo_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/NZe0iczn4ow/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544120816706546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxX91eo_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/NZe0iczn4ow/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For lunch he made his own PB &amp;amp; J sandwich &amp;amp; he used a cookie cutter to make it heart shaped. We have to find little ways to have fun with his limited mobility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7305951433226139978?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7305951433226139978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/broken-leg-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7305951433226139978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7305951433226139978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/broken-leg-day.html' title='Broken Leg Day'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdxZXWJWMI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3YKUIDRXXoA/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1790371034462845523</id><published>2011-01-31T20:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:31:13.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hercules &amp; Elijah's Broken Leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our newest foster pup - Hercules. He is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; for adoption...yet. It will probably be a solid month before he's ready for his forever home. Hercules is a rat terrier that was rescued from a hoarding situation. He's great with our dogs and a sweet guy once he gets to know you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtv1MdfxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q7AL-xoZpIs/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568540132767530770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtv1MdfxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q7AL-xoZpIs/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday night Nick &amp;amp; I watched the kiddos while Matt &amp;amp; Stacey were at Stacey's work Christmas party. It was a crazy weekend since we were supposed to have the kids for the night, but the night before Elijah broke his leg. He was jumping off of Eva's bed &amp;amp; broke his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tibula&lt;/span&gt;. In order for Eli to be comfortable &amp;amp; have good sleep we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; house for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtu2tCmjI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wjT5Gouf1CE/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568540115992746546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtu2tCmjI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wjT5Gouf1CE/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made heart shaped pastries for dessert. Each kid (&amp;amp; Nick) were given a heart to cover with their choice of blackberry or strawberry jam. The we put a second heart (which was cut out of pie crust) over top and scored the edges. Bake at 400 for 15 minutes and top with icing - yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtuiz8fjI/AAAAAAAAAck/BVYylbUoDPE/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568540110652997170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtuiz8fjI/AAAAAAAAAck/BVYylbUoDPE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eva enjoyed icing her heart, but didn't enjoy the treat all together. She preferred licking the icing from her knife. Oh well, it was a fun activity either way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdttIzbsqI/AAAAAAAAAcc/xBnjm2x4jDs/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568540086491656866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdttIzbsqI/AAAAAAAAAcc/xBnjm2x4jDs/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick took this picture of Elijah's leg. The cast goes clear up to his thigh. Tomorrow he has a doctor's appointment and hopefully they'll set him up with something (crutches, wheelchair, etc.) to increase his mobility. He's really quite a trooper though - despite his frustrations, pain and trouble sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1790371034462845523?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1790371034462845523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/hercules-elijahs-broken-leg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1790371034462845523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1790371034462845523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/hercules-elijahs-broken-leg.html' title='Hercules &amp; Elijah&apos;s Broken Leg'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdtv1MdfxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q7AL-xoZpIs/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7376092921944348519</id><published>2011-01-31T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:11:26.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's Overnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week Eli stayed overnight for the "first" time on his own. Actually, he's stayed on his own before, but that was when the rest of his family was sick and he was sent off to our house in the hopes that he would not get sick too. So it was a last minute deal &amp;amp; we didn't have any fun stuff planned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq4ACLa9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/rwUlv5za9zA/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568536974581263314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq4ACLa9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/rwUlv5za9zA/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This overnight was different than his first real one. He and Uncle Nick played some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; games...of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq30ZyD8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/tqwy04aME7E/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568536971459039170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq30ZyD8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/tqwy04aME7E/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then  later in the evening we went to the YMCA for family swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq3YJH_fI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6FBcA1c6un4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568536963872980466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq3YJH_fI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6FBcA1c6un4/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was exhausted &amp;amp; slept &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; good that night. Before bed he &amp;amp; Uncle Nick enjoyed a little snack after burning off all those calories swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7376092921944348519?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7376092921944348519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/elijahs-overnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7376092921944348519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7376092921944348519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2011/01/elijahs-overnight.html' title='Elijah&apos;s Overnight'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TUdq4ACLa9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/rwUlv5za9zA/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-403665058160449091</id><published>2010-12-28T17:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T17:42:27.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Galena Christmas Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyphuhMpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/AKMCP-s6gKo/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555879148068614802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyphuhMpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/AKMCP-s6gKo/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Double Trouble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpypfgaGiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ttzlgY6NKNM/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555879147472558626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpypfgaGiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ttzlgY6NKNM/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first night in Galena (for Nick and I) - we lounged around the house &amp;amp; played pool in the basement. Sue's relaxing on the couch by the pool table area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpypFWXCkI/AAAAAAAAAbs/UHW_KX1UcIk/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555879140451093058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpypFWXCkI/AAAAAAAAAbs/UHW_KX1UcIk/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We woke up the day after Christmas &amp;amp; opened gifts. Nick and I got Mike this Jack Daniel's set &amp;amp; a gift card to a local restaurant. There are many more pictures, but I try to keep the blog pictures somewhat brief. There will be more on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyoRKAc5I/AAAAAAAAAbk/GTeVvh-voIQ/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555879126440637330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyoRKAc5I/AAAAAAAAAbk/GTeVvh-voIQ/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah skiing...funny since he's already SO tall! All the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skiers&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed themselves &amp;amp; did really well on the slopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyoDHgUEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9bZDrLm6kho/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555879122672046146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyoDHgUEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9bZDrLm6kho/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick took this picture of me at our anniversary lunch. I have a terrible case of hat head, but we didn't have many of our anniversary and I had to pick at least one picture to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwsBmiujI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mp5WLgzEvIA/s1600/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555876991961578034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwsBmiujI/AAAAAAAAAbU/mp5WLgzEvIA/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the front view of the home we stayed at in Galena. The master suite took  up the top floor. The main floor had a bedroom, living room, dining area, kitchen area, and a screened in porch. Downstairs in the basement was the pool table area, 2 bedrooms and another screened in porch. It was perfect for the whole family to stay comfortably on our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrl3h7qI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Eon-1QCJBh8/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555876984516636322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrl3h7qI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Eon-1QCJBh8/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the main lodge on the resort Nick saw this "Gingerbread" house &amp;amp; wanted me to snap a photo of him "eating" the house. Leave it to Nick - he'll eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrfHjRmI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qD7b9DFA__Y/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555876982704784994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrfHjRmI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qD7b9DFA__Y/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding back from downtown Galena. We were stopped at a gas station. The ride was hilarious as we shared funny stories about the Jackson boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrL2CH6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/wRlQscczmKc/s1600/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555876977531035554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwrL2CH6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/wRlQscczmKc/s320/IMG_0198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam got in a bit of trouble with Sue &amp;amp; I couldn't resist snapping a quick photo. As you can see by the grins on their faces - no one was injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwqrjYtmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cvb-0bwxcJI/s1600/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555876968862889570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpwqrjYtmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/cvb-0bwxcJI/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't take many photos of the scenery, so on the drive back home to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Riverton&lt;/span&gt;, Nick took a few photos out the window. It was absolutely gorgeous. We were so fortunate to have this time with our family. It was so relaxing and fun - a much needed break from the daily grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-403665058160449091?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/403665058160449091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/galena-christmas-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/403665058160449091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/403665058160449091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/galena-christmas-trip.html' title='Galena Christmas Trip'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TRpyphuhMpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/AKMCP-s6gKo/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3856777063898218149</id><published>2010-12-12T14:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:27:00.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Noslrac's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't remember how it started exactly, but Adam &amp;amp; Michelle were the originators of the title "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noslrac&lt;/span&gt;"...Carlson spelled backwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Adam, Michelle, Drew, &amp;amp; Tyler came to visit. The circumstance surrounding their visit was unfortunate, but we were so glad to spend time with them. I forgot to take pictures the first day...I think because everything happened so fast, but I remembered for day 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr9Pg8HsI/AAAAAAAAAag/HKZ_Xrq9w-U/s1600/PC050064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549890446940708546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr9Pg8HsI/AAAAAAAAAag/HKZ_Xrq9w-U/s320/PC050064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew &amp;amp; Uncle Nick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all started off with a lazy day. I don't think any of us changed out of PJ's before 10 a.m. Drew did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finger painting&lt;/span&gt; first, then moved on to cutting, gluing, and finally a little bit of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play dough&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr85ofVmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/6QwnSRbUY0s/s1600/PC050065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549890441066796642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr85ofVmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/6QwnSRbUY0s/s320/PC050065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He really concentrated hard on his cutting. The gluing was not as interesting to him, he just wanted to cut, cut, cut.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr8YtTKbI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1Rbf7upAzsc/s1600/PC050068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549890432228600242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr8YtTKbI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1Rbf7upAzsc/s320/PC050068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler woke up from a nap and enjoyed a snack at his makeshift table (he sat on the kitchen counter &amp;amp; ate - fear not, I had a hand on him the whole time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr7yA260I/AAAAAAAAAaI/RcE0pL1S3PI/s1600/PC050069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549890421841652546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr7yA260I/AAAAAAAAAaI/RcE0pL1S3PI/s320/PC050069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying so hard to get a shot of his face, but my camera has a long delay &amp;amp; wouldn't "snap" when I wanted it to. I probably would have taken 100 more photos if I had a decent camera. Either way, here is Tyler giggling about something - I think X-Box was nearby. He loved her - so long as she didn't lick his face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr7Rj9KSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZAG8IrytOLo/s1600/PC050070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549890413130492194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr7Rj9KSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZAG8IrytOLo/s320/PC050070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally! A good shot of Tyler...chowing down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3856777063898218149?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3856777063898218149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/noslracs-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3856777063898218149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3856777063898218149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/noslracs-visit.html' title='The Noslrac&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQUr9Pg8HsI/AAAAAAAAAag/HKZ_Xrq9w-U/s72-c/PC050064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7278519919939446448</id><published>2010-12-11T17:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T18:19:21.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQP0-fpLbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cfQPpaMvxbI/s1600/PB110026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549578043630628274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQP0-fpLbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cfQPpaMvxbI/s320/PB110026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick spoiled me the weekend of my birthday. We took the train to Chicago and spend Friday night with the Jackson side of our family. Sue, Noah, and Mike met us in the city. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, our train took 2 HOURS longer than it should have to get to Chicago, so by the time we arrived we were exhausted and ready for bed. Noah and Nick decided they would snuggle up and watch a movie. Brotherly love at it's finest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQP0DIQzbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qICAmVMES44/s1600/PB110030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549578027694869938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQP0DIQzbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qICAmVMES44/s320/PB110030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we went to Navy Pier. As we wandered around we found a stained glass Museum, so the boys modeled by one of the displays for me. Aren't they handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzsbQq4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/lFvES2olWlM/s1600/PB110036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549578021600537474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzsbQq4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/lFvES2olWlM/s320/PB110036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick and I took a few photos by at Navy Pier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzYAphWI/AAAAAAAAAZY/K8n_a6okl5s/s1600/PB110037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549578016120210786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzYAphWI/AAAAAAAAAZY/K8n_a6okl5s/s320/PB110037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike, Noah, Sue &amp;amp; Nick as we walked back to the hotel. It was so great that they did all this for my birthday! I think everyone had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzKGZ7SI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/LZ_hjn0y0_U/s1600/PB110039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549578012386258210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQPzKGZ7SI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/LZ_hjn0y0_U/s320/PB110039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a little chilly &amp;amp; rainy, but nothing we couldn't handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOVRJfOsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdyQ_MkSglM/s1600/PB110042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549576399370533570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOVRJfOsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdyQ_MkSglM/s320/PB110042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Navy Pier, Sue found a shop selling these strange balls that "splat" when you throw them against something, then regain their original form in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOVCgRovI/AAAAAAAAAZA/FsZSqzEjpzE/s1600/PB110041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549576395439579890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOVCgRovI/AAAAAAAAAZA/FsZSqzEjpzE/s320/PB110041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah cracking up  as he continues to "splat" his ball on the coffee table at the hotel. The boys managed to break the balls before we left Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOUuBa2tI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gFkidMzUFPs/s1600/PB120043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549576389941451474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOUuBa2tI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gFkidMzUFPs/s320/PB120043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Sue, Mike, &amp;amp; Noah left Chicago Saturday afternoon, we met up with the Carlson side of the family for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOUVlgigI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3V5YBEaqLhE/s1600/PB120046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549576383381932546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOUVlgigI/AAAAAAAAAYw/3V5YBEaqLhE/s320/PB120046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eva, Elijah, Matt, Stacey, Lisa, Mom &amp;amp; Dad all met us at The Cheesecake Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOT1UgILI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DSOsM4Bcgj0/s1600/PB120047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549576374720667826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQOT1UgILI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DSOsM4Bcgj0/s320/PB120047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we took the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Metra&lt;/span&gt; train home. I let the kids have my camera to help pass the time. Not sure which kid took this picture of Nick, but they did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNNytItiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/miTSOptM55I/s1600/PB120048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549575171427841570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNNytItiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/miTSOptM55I/s320/PB120048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNM-84dpI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aAFmnYLXiXY/s1600/PB120053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549575157535241874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNM-84dpI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aAFmnYLXiXY/s320/PB120053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick and Elijah being goofy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNMLBG3WI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tT5iwFDlcrM/s1600/PB120060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549575143594319202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNMLBG3WI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tT5iwFDlcrM/s320/PB120060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow the kids got the idea to perform "surgery" on nearly all of us. Aunt Lisa was instructed to cover my face (this was the anesthesia) so that Eva could perform surgery on my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNLhkBNaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/s_JRgkG7DSI/s1600/PB120062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549575132466460066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQNLhkBNaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/s_JRgkG7DSI/s320/PB120062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The doctor is giving me my prognosis. I believe I was advised to do physical therapy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a wonderful family I have! We had a great time in Chicago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I need to tend to the new foster puppy that we picked up today!!! Guess what the next Jolt will be about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7278519919939446448?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7278519919939446448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7278519919939446448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7278519919939446448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-birthday-weekend.html' title='My Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQQP0-fpLbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cfQPpaMvxbI/s72-c/PB110026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1502580232318269605</id><published>2010-12-11T14:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T14:21:26.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know how I got so far behind, but I did. So here's a catch up of the latest news around the Jackson house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPblKoEPOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nEufT8ojJVA/s1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549520597404630242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPblKoEPOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nEufT8ojJVA/s320/halloween.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween came &amp;amp; went. Above is a vintage picture of me, my sister, &amp;amp; friends. I'm guessing it's dated in the early 90's. I'm the Genie - top row, 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; over - go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPbk7umJII/AAAAAAAAAWg/j7Xhflln9Tk/s1600/PA290025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549520593405486210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPbk7umJII/AAAAAAAAAWg/j7Xhflln9Tk/s320/PA290025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now to present day. The only guy in the Army that carries his blue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; around - Elijah! And Eva is the only Geisha girl with a necklace full of Silly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bandz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPbkYhcAOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rIYtUr5M2o4/s1600/PA290024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549520583955054818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPbkYhcAOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rIYtUr5M2o4/s320/PA290024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice how little man is trying to hide his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; in this shot. I love Eva's straws in her hair - yellow of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPaxP_HYvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0K-Y6_8Io9w/s1600/PA290022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549519705490285298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPaxP_HYvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0K-Y6_8Io9w/s320/PA290022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt &amp;amp; Stacey were in a pickle as this year has been very trying for them and Halloween approached rapidly, so we rummaged through Auntie Jean's dress up clothes (Halloween costumes purchased at 90% off from the previous year) and success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPawgbOf5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/_Uvm1O57BTY/s1600/PA290021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549519692723290002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPawgbOf5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/_Uvm1O57BTY/s320/PA290021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Calling in commands - sans &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPawEJrpSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gK6tCOmksyo/s1600/PA290020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549519685133509922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPawEJrpSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gK6tCOmksyo/s320/PA290020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1502580232318269605?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1502580232318269605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1502580232318269605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1502580232318269605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/12/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TQPblKoEPOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nEufT8ojJVA/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8723265716755601043</id><published>2010-11-21T13:55:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:52:33.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Preview...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were so fortunate to have lovely weather the day we took our family picture. As you can see, the sun was shining &amp;amp; I didn't shiver one bit. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt; and X-box were a little difficult to pose, but I was really happy with how our pictures turned out. Thanks to our amazing photographer - Amber &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Babbs&lt;/span&gt;! You can check her out on her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page for her business - 3 boys and a camera photography. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmuSff7mxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/vNWy9c6tGgk/s1600/IMG_2629a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542152449172413202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmuSff7mxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/vNWy9c6tGgk/s320/IMG_2629a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls got new red collars for the photo shoot to coordinate with mom &amp;amp; dad :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmryd_fuzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FQWRKeSmASI/s1600/IMG_2661a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542149699988863794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmryd_fuzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FQWRKeSmASI/s320/IMG_2661a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmrGSbOr9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/nJn4uIkSY-0/s1600/IMG_2695a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542148940969717714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmrGSbOr9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/nJn4uIkSY-0/s320/IMG_2695a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for an outfit change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmIPM4YXkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1ytvPdNGvuU/s1600/IMG_2735a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542110611193224770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmIPM4YXkI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1ytvPdNGvuU/s320/IMG_2735a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair fell flat, but I love the orange &amp;amp; brown colors in these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmE9P4T4LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/GCPpmDa6bWg/s1600/IMG_2743a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542107004225708210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmE9P4T4LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/GCPpmDa6bWg/s320/IMG_2743a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you excited to see what our Christmas cards will look like!?! We hope you enjoyed the sneak preview of our photo session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8723265716755601043?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8723265716755601043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneak-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8723265716755601043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8723265716755601043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/11/sneak-preview.html' title='Sneak Preview...'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TOmuSff7mxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/vNWy9c6tGgk/s72-c/IMG_2629a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-6759689403089225322</id><published>2010-10-11T13:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:44:22.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Created A Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As many of you are well aware, one of my favorite things to do is clean. Nothing pleases me more than the smell of laundry, bleach, and freshly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; carpeting. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and nephew were over last week and I thought we could dust. As a family. I know, I'm twisted. As you can see...they had a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZIUw7XyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9Nh6YhNVVV4/s1600/P9230010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859167261482786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZIUw7XyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9Nh6YhNVVV4/s320/P9230010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah is showing you his duster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZIGGIAFI/AAAAAAAAAVI/frh3FM23Jrs/s1600/P9230014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859163323859026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZIGGIAFI/AAAAAAAAAVI/frh3FM23Jrs/s320/P9230014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's cleaning the door to "his room". We have 2 doors like this in the house that lead to storage. We joke with the kiddos that these are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; rooms. They come in handy for Hide and Go Seek games with Uncle Nick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZHqErLHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JmytU8aVu3o/s1600/P9230013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859155801582706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZHqErLHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JmytU8aVu3o/s320/P9230013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZHGP7OtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2xmASaO-UGo/s1600/P9230012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859146185095890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZHGP7OtI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2xmASaO-UGo/s320/P9230012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trust me, Eva had fun...it just doesn't look that way. For some reason she didn't want her photo taken that day - except for this one time. Maybe she's imitating me - I tend to get "in the zone" when I clean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZGiGoUGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Lj5R3kCn3Go/s1600/P9230015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859136482431074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZGiGoUGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Lj5R3kCn3Go/s320/P9230015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the duster turned into a drum. Gotta love those boys! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-6759689403089225322?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/6759689403089225322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-created-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6759689403089225322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6759689403089225322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-created-monster.html' title='I&apos;ve Created A Monster'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TLNZIUw7XyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9Nh6YhNVVV4/s72-c/P9230010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8112004604249789468</id><published>2010-09-21T09:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:07:52.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2010 Puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHc0ppoPI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6Ljp7bxQFpA/s1600/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519380641326145778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHc0ppoPI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6Ljp7bxQFpA/s320/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Dude. He is a 3 month old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dachshund&lt;/span&gt; puppy. I'm pretty sure we already have a home for him, but isn't that little face so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHcOR-aOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jQvcfGPJ2vw/s1600/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519380631026297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHcOR-aOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jQvcfGPJ2vw/s320/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a bad picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; is Dude's brother, also a male dachshund puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHbsAfXNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/35tebQ5-oJg/s1600/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519380621826153682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHbsAfXNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/35tebQ5-oJg/s320/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daisie is our Chihuahua princess. She's a feisty little thing. She loves playing with her brothers, but isn't so sure about her foster sisters. All 3 of these pups were rescued from a puppy mill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHbE5X1wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Jja1i8KqQFI/s1600/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519380611327317762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHbE5X1wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Jja1i8KqQFI/s320/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; making friends. The boys like to get up on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; hind legs and try to get in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewy's&lt;/span&gt; face. Chewy loves the babies. She just has to be careful when all 3 are out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; pen because they tend to run circles around her feet and she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inevitably&lt;/span&gt; steps on one of them. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; has short hair and Dude is a long haired &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dachshund&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHaX7NZrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SludNodlFDI/s1600/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519380599255426738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHaX7NZrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SludNodlFDI/s320/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; are checking each other out. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; isn't so sure about this group of puppies. She tends to steer clear of the pups when they all play in the yard and doesn't care much to play in their room of the house. (We keep the puppies baby gated in the kitchen until they're potty trained.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8112004604249789468?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8112004604249789468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-2010-puppies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8112004604249789468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8112004604249789468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-2010-puppies.html' title='September 2010 Puppies'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjHc0ppoPI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6Ljp7bxQFpA/s72-c/daucschound+and+chihuahua+puppies+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8608229363618746582</id><published>2010-09-21T09:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T09:50:22.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been meaning to post these for a while. Labor day weekend we went to visit my parents in Frankfort. There is a wonderful festival every year this weekend with crafts, carnival rides, and yummy food! My brother, Adam, and his wife, Michelle, and boys, Tyler and Drew all came up for the weekend as well. Drew is such a character! He has tons of energy, like any 2 year old boy, and at the same time has a sweet, gentle side to him. We're still learning about Tyler's personality, but he is undoubtedly one of the most easy going babies I've ever known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEH3468AI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fZwzGKutJ1g/s1600/lovedaddy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519376982883364866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEH3468AI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fZwzGKutJ1g/s320/lovedaddy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew loves his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEHbWuhsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IiEfYDUfYBw/s1600/drewshel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519376975223752386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEHbWuhsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IiEfYDUfYBw/s320/drewshel.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEG_NDSKI/AAAAAAAAATw/jmOabEV0wFM/s1600/addrew.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519376967666976930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEG_NDSKI/AAAAAAAAATw/jmOabEV0wFM/s320/addrew.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew riding the dragon-coaster at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEGsVyJeI/AAAAAAAAATo/JwHVnOCO-3k/s1600/gpatyler.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519376962603328994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEGsVyJeI/AAAAAAAAATo/JwHVnOCO-3k/s320/gpatyler.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEGMJ5ujI/AAAAAAAAATg/CQPKksLPFFc/s1600/funnyfacee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519376953963559474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEGMJ5ujI/AAAAAAAAATg/CQPKksLPFFc/s320/funnyfacee.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drew won a hammer at a game booth and decided this was a good opportunity to pop daddy on the head...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8608229363618746582?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8608229363618746582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8608229363618746582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8608229363618746582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJjEH3468AI/AAAAAAAAAUA/fZwzGKutJ1g/s72-c/lovedaddy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3112348120713962648</id><published>2010-09-15T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:31:27.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor Waterskiing Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlDrG9ZuI/AAAAAAAAASo/6SfgnVweoNg/s1600/P8290012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517161394803140322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlDrG9ZuI/AAAAAAAAASo/6SfgnVweoNg/s320/P8290012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E-squared were over for a few nights last week. Matt (my brother) was terribly sick with a virus and my poor sister in law was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; to keep the kiddos from getting sick. So they packed up and moved in with Auntie Jean &amp;amp; Uh Nick! One day, I was washing dishes &amp;amp; turn around to see Elijah "skiing" with my Strawberry Shortcake slippers! But, he wasn't skiing with two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skis&lt;/span&gt;. Oh no, Elijah was slalom skiing - just like Grandpa :) Eva quickly joined in his play and giggles ensued. These two have such creative minds. I love participating in their pretend play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlDdPO3eI/AAAAAAAAASg/ptXrCI1fBo0/s1600/P8290013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517161391079742946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlDdPO3eI/AAAAAAAAASg/ptXrCI1fBo0/s320/P8290013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe Eva said, "Get my picture too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlC46Y2dI/AAAAAAAAASY/C1MhWcuq0iw/s1600/P8290011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517161381328640466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlC46Y2dI/AAAAAAAAASY/C1MhWcuq0iw/s320/P8290011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eli slalom skiing with Strawberry Shortcake slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3112348120713962648?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3112348120713962648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/indoor-waterskiing-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3112348120713962648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3112348120713962648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/09/indoor-waterskiing-lessons.html' title='Indoor Waterskiing Lessons'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TJDlDrG9ZuI/AAAAAAAAASo/6SfgnVweoNg/s72-c/P8290012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2477740500423027049</id><published>2010-08-31T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:58:22.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vYwnI0RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TkUP2owV0ok/s1600/P8210009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511754358872133906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vYwnI0RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TkUP2owV0ok/s320/P8210009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick started back to school last week. He's taking 4 classes (14 hours total): Biology, Geology, Geography, &amp;amp; Film Literature. I know, poor guy, I made him take pictures...but I'm really proud of him! It has not been a quality relationship - Nick and academics, but he's been given a great opportunity and he has found numerous resources to assist him with his dyslexia (although, so far, he's only had to utilize one service - audio books...amazing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vYvDJnXI/AAAAAAAAASI/uFG04RvuSqg/s1600/P8210007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511754358452755826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vYvDJnXI/AAAAAAAAASI/uFG04RvuSqg/s320/P8210007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His biggest concern (besides getting to school early enough to find a shaded spot) was Film Lit. Rumor was...the teacher was tough! But, turns out, it was just a rumor. So far he's truly enjoying each of his classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vX_ld_VI/AAAAAAAAASA/2kTGwSSqw-8/s1600/P8210006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511754345711795538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vX_ld_VI/AAAAAAAAASA/2kTGwSSqw-8/s320/P8210006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are his notebooks all ready and his class schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vXLRG-ZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rGRZ2FZhpXg/s1600/P8210005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511754331667757458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vXLRG-ZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rGRZ2FZhpXg/s320/P8210005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the night before school started. He was a nervous wreck packing his bag (and lunch) for school, but so far the school has been extremely helpful and accommodating to his needs. His teachers have maintained his interest - and that's not easy to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow he has his first big assignment due. He signed up to be the first to present his critique of a film in his Film Literature class. Nick has worked so hard on this project I'm sure he's going to knock it out of the park. He's naturally at ease in front of a crowd and just for good measure he brought candy to share with his classmates - genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Grandparents like to see what we're up to through our blog, so I'll try to keep you posted on how his classes are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2477740500423027049?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2477740500423027049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2477740500423027049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2477740500423027049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TH2vYwnI0RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TkUP2owV0ok/s72-c/P8210009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4834657700143105427</id><published>2010-08-14T17:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:24:22.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Shelbyville Trip</title><content type='html'>It's been a couple weeks now that we have been back from our Shelbyville trip. Michelle, the paparazzi of the family, took some great pictures that I thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTuNCA9RI/AAAAAAAAARo/z52ysJ9lbGU/s1600/nickjean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390753976743186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTuNCA9RI/AAAAAAAAARo/z52ysJ9lbGU/s320/nickjean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick and I, relaxing on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTtqXkUkI/AAAAAAAAARg/GGrdGiCbB1k/s1600/smores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390744671900226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTtqXkUkI/AAAAAAAAARg/GGrdGiCbB1k/s320/smores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Nick - S'more maker extraordinaire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTtS8V2DI/AAAAAAAAARY/vSqrWr2ZFyY/s1600/skippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390738383689778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTtS8V2DI/AAAAAAAAARY/vSqrWr2ZFyY/s320/skippers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah &amp;amp; Drew watching the tuber or skier (I wasn't on the boat for these pics). I love that the 3-year-old and 2-year-old are the best at spotting (there should always be someone spotting to see if the tuber or skier wants to go faster, slower, quit, or if they take a fall). These two are so cute with their little matching life vests too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTeJJhlnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VdvRNdiMXDg/s1600/kidsatshelbyville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390478056593010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTeJJhlnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VdvRNdiMXDg/s320/kidsatshelbyville.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The four amigos! Eva, Tyler, Eli, &amp;amp; Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTd95PH5I/AAAAAAAAARI/uPbr1LCg4SE/s1600/nickdrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390475035484050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTd95PH5I/AAAAAAAAARI/uPbr1LCg4SE/s320/nickdrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Nick and Drew feeding the fish at the dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdoRfCqI/AAAAAAAAARA/MnXWPRDaqNE/s1600/kidsrunning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390469231610530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdoRfCqI/AAAAAAAAARA/MnXWPRDaqNE/s320/kidsrunning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids being kids :) They had a great time &amp;amp; no one got hurt! Ahhhh...to be young again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdTvF2cI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XLihRYkzhZE/s1600/sweetbabyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390463718644162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdTvF2cI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XLihRYkzhZE/s320/sweetbabyface.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that precious face and tell me your heart doesn't just melt. Tyler D is just about the best baby ever, but I'm not biased or anything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdLOLPYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4j-oyjKfMOM/s1600/uhnickeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505390461433101698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTdLOLPYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4j-oyjKfMOM/s320/uhnickeva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that Nick and Tyler are looking at Eva as if she is telling the best story ever. I wonder what she's telling them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a blast spending time with family on our trip to Shelbyville. Nick got in a lot of skiing time and I enjoying soaking up the rays and relaxing on the boat. The cabins we rented were perfect for our large group. When the kiddos were out for the night we were able to play cards and chat without disturbing their sleep. We ate like kings, but as Michelle says...when you're on vacation the diet is off :) And since she brought the puppy chow &amp;amp; rice crispy treats...the diet was off! The kids are getting so big so fast. Last year their attempts to tube with an adult were short-lived, but this year we had some brave little souls who wanted to tube their little hearts away. Who knows, next year we may have one of them decide to try it alone...now that will be nerve-wracking! Nick is hoping to master slalom skiing next summer and I'm hoping to perfect my "tan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4834657700143105427?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4834657700143105427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-shelbyville-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4834657700143105427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4834657700143105427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-shelbyville-trip.html' title='Lake Shelbyville Trip'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGcTuNCA9RI/AAAAAAAAARo/z52ysJ9lbGU/s72-c/nickjean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-204577922953883979</id><published>2010-08-09T14:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:32:27.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jester...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGBUcPLy_zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nHbGb1ZRGUE/s1600/jester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503491588735827762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGBUcPLy_zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nHbGb1ZRGUE/s320/jester.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is the Dane I am currently infatuated with. He is visually impaired, so he's considered a "special needs" dog. No, we are not fostering this fella. I just like to stalk Great Danes that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; for adoption. He's my latest crush. Jester resides in Michigan and since I'm sure I cannot fit my husband, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; in my Saturn with this beefy hunk, I won't get to keep him. But a girl can dream, right? He's house trained, he knows commands, he walks well on a leash...I'm so in love.&lt;br /&gt;I know you all love the sweet little puppies we foster and I do too, but if you are seriously considering adopting a dog...think about an older dog. Please! This month there is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;imitative&lt;/span&gt; to try to get older and "special needs" dogs adopted. These dogs go for so long waiting for "forever homes" and really they are more ideal for people to consider adopting. You don't have to worry about housebreaking, sometimes they know commands, and at their ripe ages you know more about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; temperament.&lt;br /&gt;So why am I telling you all of this? Well, Nick and I really thought about keeping our current foster dog. He's so cute and sweet and floppy and dopey and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt;, but we do not have the time or finances for a puppy. Now if we had a larger vehicle, we'd drive to Michigan to meet Jester in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.com/"&gt;www.petfinder.com&lt;/a&gt; to find an adoptable pet near you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:openPhotoView("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-204577922953883979?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/204577922953883979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/jester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/204577922953883979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/204577922953883979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/jester.html' title='Jester...'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TGBUcPLy_zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nHbGb1ZRGUE/s72-c/jester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-462048996204541453</id><published>2010-08-01T19:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:21:04.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's Amazing Skiing Skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;We just returned home from our family vacation with the Carlson side. Nick just learned how to ski last summer and this summer he has really amazed us with his progress. Going inside and outside of the wake is not as easy as he makes it look. As you can see from the ending, he's still working on his jumps :) No worries, he's fine after the fall. Had we had a little more time he was going to try his hand at slalom skiing, but that might just have to wait until next summer. His determination never ceases to amaze me so I'm sure he'll have various other skills mastered by the end of next summer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7efcf24a56d4608c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7efcf24a56d4608c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300062%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F5A65FF83032555AB6BFD6547DD2ADD257B6710.3222634A45B7267B5DB9D56A35EF931FCD2F4323%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7efcf24a56d4608c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9MTpmrSIClSv6GtLTqH2QSGZgNs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7efcf24a56d4608c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300062%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F5A65FF83032555AB6BFD6547DD2ADD257B6710.3222634A45B7267B5DB9D56A35EF931FCD2F4323%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7efcf24a56d4608c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9MTpmrSIClSv6GtLTqH2QSGZgNs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More pictures from the trip are coming soon...just have to wait for my sister &amp;amp; sisters-in-law to send me their pics :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-462048996204541453?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/462048996204541453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/nicks-amazing-skiing-skills.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/462048996204541453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/462048996204541453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/08/nicks-amazing-skiing-skills.html' title='Nick&apos;s Amazing Skiing Skills'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2804471001360012287</id><published>2010-07-12T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:01:45.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Nancy Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amazingly fantastic, beautiful, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;charismatic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Goddaughter, Eva, turned 5 this month. Last weekend was her Fancy Nancy Birthday Party with her friends. To quote her friend Carmen, "This is the fanciest party I've ever been to!" So I believe the party was a big hit for the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTwekTysI/AAAAAAAAAQY/72hRhBkPOtE/s1600/fancynancy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493217000300989122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTwekTysI/AAAAAAAAAQY/72hRhBkPOtE/s320/fancynancy4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Striking a pose for the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTv-_fKUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/X6erwUDY2GY/s1600/fancynancy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493216991825045826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTv-_fKUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/X6erwUDY2GY/s320/fancynancy3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In addition to having custom made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; skirts, the girls had their hair done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTvdjnuoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/IoYSMxI--6s/s1600/fancynancy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493216982849796738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTvdjnuoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/IoYSMxI--6s/s320/fancynancy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; painted nails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTvEJZtOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/OYGEvKeNZoU/s1600/fancynancy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493216976028939490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTvEJZtOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/OYGEvKeNZoU/s320/fancynancy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; did arts &amp;amp; crafts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493219196326167410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvVwTZgw3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wszRbtDmDdQ/s320/fancynancy5.jpg" /&gt;and they created their own fancy cupcakes to enjoy! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile...the boys were banished to golfing, paintballing, &amp;amp; tending to the foster puppies. While they did not directly participate in the party, we appreciate the sacrifices they made by finding an activity to keep busy for the duration of the party since no boys were allowed...LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2804471001360012287?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2804471001360012287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/07/fancy-nancy-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2804471001360012287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2804471001360012287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/07/fancy-nancy-birthday-party.html' title='Fancy Nancy Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDvTwekTysI/AAAAAAAAAQY/72hRhBkPOtE/s72-c/fancynancy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3292798481759293880</id><published>2010-07-07T17:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:27:02.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies When You're Having Fun</title><content type='html'>Where has the time gone!?! It seems like ages since I last posted to the blog. As my mom  says...I'll try to "keep the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jolts&lt;/span&gt; coming". Summers are so busy for our family. Thankfully we have a chance to make up for lost time with my family in the summer months. Weekends are spent lounging on the boat, tubing, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skiing&lt;/span&gt; or we have some awesome activity planned (i.e. weddings, birthdays, etc.) I cannot wait to post about my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece's&lt;/span&gt; 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party! It is going to be fabulous! But in the meantime...here are the latest pups we've fostered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8YsgpTkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eAGNNEOpdRo/s1600/rufus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491291346866622018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8YsgpTkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eAGNNEOpdRo/s320/rufus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rufus is a purebred bloodhound. Beautiful dog &amp;amp; a lucky fella too! He was adopted on a Saturday by a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Veterinarian&lt;/span&gt;. Free health care for life...way to go Rufus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8YNlopdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WGrlVET8YQU/s1600/P7050017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491291338566051282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8YNlopdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WGrlVET8YQU/s320/P7050017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kailei&lt;/span&gt; (black), &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelso&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;), and Knight (brown) are our current fosters. By the way...we were given the opportunity to suggest names for this "K" litter of pups. Kailei is Nick's cousin's daughter. She is the most adorable, bubbly little girl ever &amp;amp; such an animal lover we thought she'd be tickled to have her name used. From there we continued to try to think of some family names and Kelsey is my sister-in-law's sister's name and sometimes they call her "Kelso". Then Knight was mom's suggestion as that was my high school mascot. We also suggested Kolby, Kyle, Kreps, Kristy...and other names that I cannot think of at the moment. I don't know what they've named the other two boys, so it's possible we had other names that made the cut. As you can tell, we had a lot of fun with this "mission".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8XmZhQaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/i5swmmUnrKY/s1600/P7050013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491291328046252450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8XmZhQaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/i5swmmUnrKY/s320/P7050013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Post bath...Double Trouble :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These sweet pups are Retriever mixes of some sort (maybe lab &amp;amp; golden...who knows). They are 10 weeks old and just the sweetest babes ever. They were found abandoned. All together there were 5 pups in the litter. The other two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blondie's&lt;/span&gt; went to other foster homes. Nick has decided he's going to try to "break me" by getting 3 this time, but I'm not easily broken folks...especially when you see those faces. Just kidding...he loves fostering as much as I do &amp;amp; we both love a challenge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3292798481759293880?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3292798481759293880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-flies-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3292798481759293880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3292798481759293880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-flies-when-you.html' title='Time Flies When You&apos;re Having Fun'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TDT8YsgpTkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/eAGNNEOpdRo/s72-c/rufus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4131190350919721429</id><published>2010-05-30T17:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:59:33.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsXI-Wk2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/PJD6uoYn5pc/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477199979126100834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsXI-Wk2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/PJD6uoYn5pc/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first dance as husband &amp;amp; wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsWlhFT1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zi6NJHehGmU/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477199969608093522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsWlhFT1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zi6NJHehGmU/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick's speech...he did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsWItiiCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LJxVaqFt7Xw/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477199961875712034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsWItiiCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LJxVaqFt7Xw/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got each other good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsVl7SGrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VGoMw--rotU/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477199952538114738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsVl7SGrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VGoMw--rotU/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick picked up stogies for all the men to enjoy after the "fat lady sang". The photographer got some great shots of that &amp;amp; she raved that she wants to suggest that to other wedding parties because she's sure they turned out really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time in Pennsylvania! Congratulations Adam &amp;amp; Lindsay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4131190350919721429?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4131190350919721429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/reception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4131190350919721429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4131190350919721429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/reception.html' title='The Reception'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALsXI-Wk2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/PJD6uoYn5pc/s72-c/adam%26lindsaywedding+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7214317668664152239</id><published>2010-05-30T17:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:46:07.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting...Adam &amp; Lindsay Jackson!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477195886300320386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALoo6ApUoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5GRe5ENiXqc/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The beautiful bride walking down the aisle with her handsome dad. The dress was GORGEOUS and suited Lindsay to a "T". Pictures I took do not do it justice, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALope8wubI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZuMAMI7XR2I/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477195896216140210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALope8wubI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZuMAMI7XR2I/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe this was right at the start of the ceremony, Adam &amp;amp; Lindsay were holding hands &amp;amp; the Pastor (who was very funny &amp;amp; sweet...he was tearing up during his sermon &amp;amp; it was an excellent talk to hear) told them that he never said to hold hands...so that had everyone chuckling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477195909148449586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALoqPIEGzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NmSKDqd6E7o/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Presenting Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477195921811860802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALoq-TQbUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aG9n4Ds82ck/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I tried to sneak a few shots that the photographer was taking without getting in the way...so no one was looking in my direction &amp;amp; Lindsay's eyes are closed, but they are still a good looking group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALooEAeXXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ujiEYlHtu7A/s1600/adam%26lindsaywedding+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477195871804087666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALooEAeXXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ujiEYlHtu7A/s320/adam%26lindsaywedding+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue &amp;amp; Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7214317668664152239?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7214317668664152239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/presentingadam-lindsay-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7214317668664152239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7214317668664152239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/presentingadam-lindsay-jackson.html' title='Presenting...Adam &amp; Lindsay Jackson!!!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TALoo6ApUoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5GRe5ENiXqc/s72-c/adam%26lindsaywedding+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8115389457700492069</id><published>2010-05-28T22:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:52:42.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam &amp; Lindsay's Rehersal Luncheon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN-MB35WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8oVtML0caSk/s1600/1275060247700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533246403011938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN-MB35WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8oVtML0caSk/s320/1275060247700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Pastor was cracking everyone up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN91wMKoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4y3s4YocLw0/s1600/1275060216692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533240423262850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN91wMKoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4y3s4YocLw0/s320/1275060216692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful location for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; outdoor wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN9h5DUFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RsKDBnMiYP4/s1600/1275060055705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533235091722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN9h5DUFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RsKDBnMiYP4/s320/1275060055705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah being a ham :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN8xhU4DI/AAAAAAAAANo/JtXHoD8CwPU/s1600/1275059882110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476533222107308082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN8xhU4DI/AAAAAAAAANo/JtXHoD8CwPU/s320/1275059882110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to get a wide shot of the bridal party &amp;amp; scenery. It's going to be even more beautiful tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNurTiZ7I/AAAAAAAAANg/pV0PkEOwz98/s1600/1275059803760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476532979920693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNurTiZ7I/AAAAAAAAANg/pV0PkEOwz98/s320/1275059803760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Practice, practice, practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNuHPoVMI/AAAAAAAAANY/jPOlih8V-Fc/s1600/1275059796687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476532970240627906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNuHPoVMI/AAAAAAAAANY/jPOlih8V-Fc/s320/1275059796687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay's Dad is learning his part of the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNtxJVb7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/5RRqhtlOlGU/s1600/1275059771179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476532964308643762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNtxJVb7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/5RRqhtlOlGU/s320/1275059771179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What handsome men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNttJXYfI/AAAAAAAAANI/tRdV-RIgiEo/s1600/1275059761530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476532963235029490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNttJXYfI/AAAAAAAAANI/tRdV-RIgiEo/s320/1275059761530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pay attention boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNtQp5JLI/AAAAAAAAANA/8dBu_wqbhfw/s1600/1275059734793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476532955586831538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACNtQp5JLI/AAAAAAAAANA/8dBu_wqbhfw/s320/1275059734793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wedding planner adding her 2 cents in...again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, time for bed. Nick is practicing his speech and we've got a big day tomorrow. I am certain I won't be as fast with pictures, but I'll do my best. Have a wonderful Memorial day weekend to all of our friends and family at home we will see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8115389457700492069?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8115389457700492069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/adam-lindsays-rehersal-luncheon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8115389457700492069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8115389457700492069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/adam-lindsays-rehersal-luncheon.html' title='Adam &amp; Lindsay&apos;s Rehersal Luncheon'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACN-MB35WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8oVtML0caSk/s72-c/1275060247700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5258924490621241923</id><published>2010-05-28T22:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:43:24.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's First Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKdKH6uPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hBGvfe-zLqM/s1600/1274969960533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476529380420925682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKdKH6uPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hBGvfe-zLqM/s320/1274969960533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the dramatic actor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKc38I5XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/iB7_MQFBDD0/s1600/1274969948298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476529375539684722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKc38I5XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/iB7_MQFBDD0/s320/1274969948298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front row of the plane, we had funny tray tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKcZFH9qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uPDL_eBF1p4/s1600/1274961969201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476529367255873186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKcZFH9qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uPDL_eBF1p4/s320/1274961969201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Layover in Chicago. We had breakfast at Chili's...pretty good, but way overpriced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476529393921879858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKd8ay7zI/AAAAAAAAAM4/l3hIgNsosDg/s320/1274981455833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our drive to the hotel...beautiful Pennsylvania countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476529386238234562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKdfy3z8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/jvb0UZCZjDw/s320/1274981422361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACIkHYH55I/AAAAAAAAAMA/n9F0Avn9VPg/s1600/1274981756701.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACIjxE0WEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Eh7C39xRK30/s1600/1274969960533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5258924490621241923?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5258924490621241923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/nicks-first-flight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5258924490621241923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5258924490621241923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/nicks-first-flight.html' title='Nick&apos;s First Flight'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/TACKdKH6uPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/hBGvfe-zLqM/s72-c/1274969960533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-6907466455529045168</id><published>2010-05-26T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:53:34.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...And they lived happily ever after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend is the wedding of Nick's brother &amp;amp; his better half, Lindsay! We are so excited to travel to the Poconos and share in this special event with Adam &amp;amp; Lindsay. Many more pictures to come (if my camera cooperates). Below are their engagement photos. Have a safe and happy Memorial Day weekend everyone! As Uncle Nick tells the kiddos..."We'll see you on the flip flop!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_1Q5g224dI/AAAAAAAAALo/JcvVl6vbVo4/s1600/adamlindsay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621670955180498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_1Q5g224dI/AAAAAAAAALo/JcvVl6vbVo4/s320/adamlindsay1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a little goofy after the same sweet poses one after the other...this is their "You just won the lottery" picture :) My personal favorite.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_1Q5TSbvqI/AAAAAAAAALg/rqlXxn730kc/s1600/adamlindsay9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475621667312746146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_1Q5TSbvqI/AAAAAAAAALg/rqlXxn730kc/s320/adamlindsay9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a sweet picture of the lovebirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-6907466455529045168?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/6907466455529045168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-they-lived-happily-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6907466455529045168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6907466455529045168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-they-lived-happily-ever-after.html' title='...And they lived happily ever after.'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_1Q5g224dI/AAAAAAAAALo/JcvVl6vbVo4/s72-c/adamlindsay1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8148975342934167486</id><published>2010-05-17T08:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:54:08.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Leia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_FJv6jW-LI/AAAAAAAAALY/uCcpO4CJ7q4/s1600/evaovernight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472236109752105138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_FJv6jW-LI/AAAAAAAAALY/uCcpO4CJ7q4/s320/evaovernight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night I purchased some soft, overnight curlers. My brother in law's wedding is approaching very soon and I was thinking about wearing my hair in curls one day, but I fear my hot rollers will be destroyed on the trip...so I'm experimenting. The kids have been with us for the weekend and Eva requested 2 curlers in her hair before she went to bed. This is the result. She's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8148975342934167486?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8148975342934167486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/princess-leia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8148975342934167486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8148975342934167486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/05/princess-leia.html' title='Princess Leia'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S_FJv6jW-LI/AAAAAAAAALY/uCcpO4CJ7q4/s72-c/evaovernight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1091001542277787413</id><published>2010-04-22T21:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:33:58.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We all love to grumble about the many difficult, frustrating, exhausting, etc. cards we have been dealt in life. I know that I am very fortunate to have a strong team around me that enable me to see the gifts I am given each and every day. Here are a few notes &amp;amp; pictures of what we have been up to at the Jackson home lately. I encourage you all to dig deep and find comfort in all of your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165189389032610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPy27QHKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VvUJPbN15GQ/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have new puppies! Much to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, Nick jumped at the chance to foster &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Husky&lt;/span&gt; puppies. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; an email from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;APL&lt;/span&gt; (Animal Protective League) about the boys and Nick was on the phone moments later to secure our fosters. This little fella is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt;. He has such a sweet disposition and a beautiful yellow coat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPxkUoQvI/AAAAAAAAALI/PS8uZgmFJ0M/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165167215330034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPxkUoQvI/AAAAAAAAALI/PS8uZgmFJ0M/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sundance's&lt;/span&gt; little brother (a runt...so cute) is Donovan. Sorry for the red-eye on this pic, but it's probably the best picture I could get of this playful fellow. He won't stay still! His eyes are actually a beautiful bright blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPxP_D-zI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL1yP-FYza8/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165161756162866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPxP_D-zI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL1yP-FYza8/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skeeter was our last foster. I never had a chance to blog about him because he was adopted so quickly. He was actually adopted the day we took the Huskies, so for about 2 hours we had 5 dogs in our home. Then our neighbor saw him &amp;amp; fell in love! So Skeet-Skeet-Skeeter (as I liked to call him) is now our neighbor. How cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPwoOW8zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Zc-e3fKL3YA/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165151082902322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPwoOW8zI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Zc-e3fKL3YA/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah &amp;amp; Eva love to work on training the dogs. The dogs have to "sit" or "down" to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; a treat from the kids. I think it helps the dogs to understand that even these small  humans are their master. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPvzczkFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/u5iSEeXJmVY/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463165136916418642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPvzczkFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/u5iSEeXJmVY/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out Eva! Our resident Dog Whisperer has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; in a "down", Chewy sitting (and trying to down, but Skeeter is in her way), and an attentive Skeeter who doesn't know any commands but will wait patiently for a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOgdtJ_XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VPZMy3L7zHw/s1600/lindsayshower3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163773869751666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOgdtJ_XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VPZMy3L7zHw/s320/lindsayshower3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful bride-to-be &amp;amp; my future sister-in-law...Lindsay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOf1T2XcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YoXHPHHF2C4/s1600/lindsayshower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163763026189762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOf1T2XcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YoXHPHHF2C4/s320/lindsayshower2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue had a great time visiting with old friends at Lindsay's shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOft7zfjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hvfPsYaDHeM/s1600/lindsayshower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163761046289970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOft7zfjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hvfPsYaDHeM/s320/lindsayshower1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Jackson clan chatting it up at Lindsay's shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOfQSxU6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/b9ZE1BvclV0/s1600/lindsayshower4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163753089553314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOfQSxU6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/b9ZE1BvclV0/s320/lindsayshower4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay with her mom &amp;amp; future mom-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOe_AIjrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vH-WCgTZ36I/s1600/lindsayshower6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163748447981234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EOe_AIjrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/vH-WCgTZ36I/s320/lindsayshower6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A view of the room before the shower began. I loved how everything turned out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all this...3 foster dogs in a week's time...a bridal shower...and SO much more that I'm not even going to bore you with...I could easily gripe about how exhausted I am, but I don't care about that. I have been spending more time with my niece and nephew lately...I am blessed. I am getting a new sister-in-law...I am blessed. I get to wake up every morning to my wonderful husband and four tails wagging...I love it &amp;amp; I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1091001542277787413?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1091001542277787413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1091001542277787413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1091001542277787413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-blessed.html' title='I Am Blessed'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S9EPy27QHKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VvUJPbN15GQ/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-6263100976929280084</id><published>2010-04-01T08:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:05:12.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Archer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7SkxEdE8XI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8xRlAdnPtM8/s1600/archer+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455166211568759154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7SkxEdE8XI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8xRlAdnPtM8/s320/archer+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a rough life...I know. Snuggling up with foster Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7Skwm0STOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c2zjvKEjnNc/s1600/archer+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455166203613039842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7Skwm0STOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/c2zjvKEjnNc/s320/archer+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No these are not huge shoes. My future sister-in-law, Lindsay, said, "Wow! Either those are huge shoes or one tiny puppy" (or something like that). While they are bulkier than most of my shoes, they're just a size 7 women's shoe. I was trying to show his size by putting the shoe next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7SkwDlL6xI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2tQIHAcRIVo/s1600/archer+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455166194154466066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7SkwDlL6xI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2tQIHAcRIVo/s320/archer+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Archer is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snuggly&lt;/span&gt;. When you pick him up he just curls up to you and falls asleep. It's the nice part of the puppy months. If I could get all of this and no potty accidents in the house we would foster all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since our home has been a revolving door of foster dogs lately (at least it feels like that, actually Archer is only foster #4) I seem to have neglected to post anything about the little guy. Archer joined our family about 2 weeks ago. He is such a charming little guy. I think my mother-in-law describes him well when she calls him "scrappy". He's a feisty little bugger. He certainly holds his own with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt;. He doesn't let those girls push him around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; is his favorite playmate, but when he wants cuddles and love he goes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;. He looks like he could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Xbox's&lt;/span&gt; baby, but acts more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chewy's&lt;/span&gt;. He was so tiny when we first got him, but he's starting to bulk up. Archer was rescued from a home that was abusing his mom and pop. His parents were rescued as well as 5 of his siblings. There were 2 other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;siblings&lt;/span&gt;, but when the rescue team went to retrieve the animals they couldn't find 2 pups. Very sad, but who knows they might have ran away and found a family to care for them...we can only hope. His mom is a blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heeler&lt;/span&gt; and dad is a cattle dog/terrier mix. Archer seems to take after his pop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're getting pretty attached to the little guy. The other day we decided if he is with us for 3 more weeks we will consider adopting him. After all, he gets along so well with our girls. If he does find his forever home before then we are taking a break from fostering as Nick will soon be swamped with mowing season starting and we won't have the time to spend with them that they deserve. We'll be at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PetsMart&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday. As much as I want to keep him, it is expensive, so whatever happens will be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-6263100976929280084?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/6263100976929280084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/04/archer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6263100976929280084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6263100976929280084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/04/archer.html' title='Archer'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S7SkxEdE8XI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8xRlAdnPtM8/s72-c/archer+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3694207184568363189</id><published>2010-03-27T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T16:21:29.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mind of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652dCQDnfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/laaLGOxl-5U/s1600/eva1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453426439984750066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652dCQDnfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/laaLGOxl-5U/s320/eva1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652SA-DUnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uz0K-jIJmkU/s1600/eli1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The puppy adoption in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652RpOaBMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dbo8j6EvnBs/s1600/eli1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453426244288382146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652RpOaBMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dbo8j6EvnBs/s320/eli1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher&lt;/span&gt; Archer, the puppy I adopted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Nick and I brought our foster dog, Archer, to an off site adoption at the mall. Our niece, Eva, &amp;amp; nephew, Eli, joined us for this adventure today. He sadly did not find his forever home today, but his day will come soon I am certain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We dropped off Uncle Nick at home so that he could take care of some things. Eli fell asleep in the car, so he is currently napping in his room. Eva and I are hanging out in the living room. At first, we talked about playing a game, but then she decided she just wanted to write. So I jumped on the computer. As I began checking my email, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, etc. Eva started acting out our day. She is still doing so at this time and if I could sneak some video footage I totally would, but I know she will stop and smile at me if I try to do that. Anyway, here is what she's doing... She has her dog, Chief, and several stuffed puppies that she is parading around the living room &amp;amp; trying to adopt them out to good families. She's pretending Chief is my Great Dane, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;, but she is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; for adoption (which is what I tell her all the time). She is so hilarious! I love seeing children doing dramatic play. Eli just got up from nap &amp;amp; he's already asking questions of Eva about her dogs. He picked right up on what she was getting at. She's telling me if they are potty trained, what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; adoption fees are, their breed, and temperament. Eva is totally repeating everything I said today to people who were thinking about adopting Archer. Ha! Now Eli is pretending to be a dog and Eva's named him "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher&lt;/span&gt;". She just clarified to me that it's kind of like Archer, but it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher&lt;/span&gt;. I totally wish I could get a video of this. Gosh I love these kids. It's a bummer that Archer didn't get adopted, but it is such a wonderful thing for the children to experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were at the mall I was holding Eli and I told him I loved him and that he's my favorite nephew that lives in Springfield. He said, "Thank you Aunt Jean. I love you too." I cannot get over what wonderful children they are. Sure, they misbehave and act like, well, a 4 and 3 year old, but that is to be expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure this will go on for hours, but one more thing. Eva just informed me that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher's&lt;/span&gt; middle name is Archer and all the dog's middle names are Archer. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher&lt;/span&gt; prefers to go by his middle name of Archer. I'd better go...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Darcher&lt;/span&gt; Archer wants me to pet him. &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/6873480602913142428-3694207184568363189?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3694207184568363189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/03/mind-of-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3694207184568363189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3694207184568363189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/03/mind-of-child.html' title='The Mind of a Child'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S652dCQDnfI/AAAAAAAAAJo/laaLGOxl-5U/s72-c/eva1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8773699827192865651</id><published>2010-03-10T22:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:28:10.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Mommy's Dress Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, I'm teaching my dogs a new command. It started today when I got home from work. I was walking up the stairs and, well let's face it, I'm short. So my dress drags a little behind me and wouldn't you know my 95 lb. Great Dane is at my heels trying her best to trip me up. "Off Chewy, off Mommy's dress!" I said with a stern voice. She gave me that beautiful blank stare that I love and I tugged my dress out from under her. This went on for the next hour as I went up and down the stairs. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perpetrator&lt;/span&gt; of the dress stepping rotated between the two dogs. Finally I decided to change into my pj's. So as I walked down the stairs the young Ms. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; stepped on my dress. I looked back in frustration and begged (I know, I'm an avid follower of the Dog Whisperer - we humans should not ASK the dog to do something, but this was getting exhausting), "Off Mommy's dress, PLEASE!" And what do you know, she stepped that little paw off of my dress. I'm pretty certain it was a fluke thing, but if I'm awake when Nick gets home tonight I will certainly tell him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox's&lt;/span&gt; new trick :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In other Jackson &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Doggie&lt;/span&gt; News, we might get another foster dog tomorrow. Nick is going to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;APL&lt;/span&gt; to check them out. They are some type of cattle dog mixed puppies who were in a very dangerous situation (from what we're told). Nick gets to pick out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;foster's&lt;/span&gt; we take in since I would take them all home and he deals with them a good chunk of the day. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt;....I'll post some pictures when/if a new little brother arrives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-8773699827192865651?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8773699827192865651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/03/off-mommys-dress-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8773699827192865651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8773699827192865651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/03/off-mommys-dress-please.html' title='Off Mommy&apos;s Dress Please!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4532630417822660489</id><published>2010-02-27T22:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T22:57:03.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NIck's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxyPgxgaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vFwCEDS78NU/s1600-h/nicks+bday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443147470113702306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxyPgxgaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vFwCEDS78NU/s320/nicks+bday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick's last minute birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxxo01BxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a1OlQbww-wA/s1600-h/nicks+bday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443147459728836370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxxo01BxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a1OlQbww-wA/s320/nicks+bday+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt; he wanted for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxxFedfpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JAEcndMMyHI/s1600-h/nicks+bday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443147450239778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxxFedfpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JAEcndMMyHI/s320/nicks+bday+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And even though it has nothing to do with my blog post, Chewy took the best picture today and I had to share it! Isn't she such a lovely lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick is fortunate enough to have his birthday the day after our nephew, Elijah's, birthday.  So maybe, at least on my side of the family, his birthday gets overlooked a bit. This year was his golden birthday, so I wanted to do something special for him. My mom's favorite thing is to get us the same number of gifts as our age (just for monumental birthdays - i.e. my grandma's 80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday). So I slowly collected 23 gifts for Nick and to increase the anticipation leading up to his birthday, I was sure to display his ever-expanding pile of gifts in the dining room. Of course, he worked on his birthday and the night before. So the night before his birthday I stayed up until he got home and by the time he walked in the door it was officially his birthday! I decided at the last minute I needed to make him a birthday cake. Luckily I had all the ingredients in the kitchen. I only had a yellow cake mix (not Nick's favorite, but it had to do), but fortunately I had chocolate frosting (his favorite). The cake was a little "done" when I took it out, but not quite burnt ;) So I loaded on the frosting, decorated &amp;amp; ta-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;! When Nick saw the cake he said, "Wow, you made chocolate cake with chocolate icing, my favorite!" I informed him that it was in fact a yellow cake that was a little too done, but I loaded on chocolate icing for good measure. He took his cake to work the next day to share with his residents. One of the residents actually cried! But apparently he cries a lot, so I guess he wasn't astounded by the beauty of my cake. Well, they all ate the cake up and LOVED IT! Nick said he should have kept it home so he could have had more. He said it was perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting back to the whole, "Poor Nick his birthday is after Eli's" thing. Well, it's actually not "poor Nick". For starters, Nick's dad's birthday is the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. So on Friday we started our birthday celebrations with Mike, Sue, &amp;amp; Noah. Of course, it was a dual birthday celebration and that was a blast! Then the next day was Eli's party. Granted, it wasn't a dual celebration, but Nick enjoyed his cookie &amp;amp; juice box. Then, like I said earlier, with Nick's work schedule our celebration was short, but fun. On the day of his birthday, Nick's mom took he and I out to lunch - YUM! Finally, two days later when Nick had a night off of work we went out to dinner with Matt, Stacey, &amp;amp; the kids. By the way, my sweet niece who is always so coy around her Uncle Nick actually sat next to him at dinner and not by her beloved Auntie Jean! I think I'm being dethroned. After we left the restaurant I said to Nick, "You totally lucked out with your birthday this year. It was a week-long celebration." He just smiled and said, "yeah". It was a fun week of birthday celebrations. Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beals&lt;/span&gt; also celebrated her birthday the day after Nick's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny story...Eli asked Nick about a week before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; birthdays, "Hey Uncle Nick, are you pumped up about your birthday? I'm pumped up for my birthday!" He says the silliest things sometimes. Nick said, "Yeah buddy, I'm pretty pumped up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4532630417822660489?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4532630417822660489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/nicks-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4532630417822660489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4532630417822660489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/nicks-birthday.html' title='NIck&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4nxyPgxgaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vFwCEDS78NU/s72-c/nicks+bday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5198619696926827729</id><published>2010-02-22T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:00:06.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's 3rd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4HqAD6DEHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wUz0KAloJKY/s1600-h/elis+party+tylers+baptism+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440887111609946226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4HqAD6DEHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wUz0KAloJKY/s320/elis+party+tylers+baptism+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Eli - in the orange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend was Eli's 3rd birthday party! I cannot believe it was 3 years ago this little spark of fire joined our family. Elijah is ALL BOY. He loves running, jumping, tackling, playing trucks, watching horse races (Daddy's influence), and so on. But he's also a sweet, gentle boy. The other day he ran into my hand and cracked a few knuckles. Before I could say anything, he kissed my hand and asked if I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. He is an absolutely amazing kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His party this year was at Mid-State Gymnastics. The facility had a room filled with bounce houses &amp;amp; slides for the kids to play on (see above). There was another room with gymnastics equipment. The kids loved jumping into the floor filled with foam squares. It was a perfect location for a children's birthday party. &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/6873480602913142428-5198619696926827729?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5198619696926827729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/elijahs-3rd-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5198619696926827729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5198619696926827729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/elijahs-3rd-birthday-party.html' title='Elijah&apos;s 3rd Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4HqAD6DEHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wUz0KAloJKY/s72-c/elis+party+tylers+baptism+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5914283303112210876</id><published>2010-02-21T20:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:35:46.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler D's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I challenge you to find me two more handsome men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4Ht9fC3QII/AAAAAAAAAI4/X5GYPhgNXDQ/s1600-h/elis+party+tylers+baptism+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440891465401581698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4Ht9fC3QII/AAAAAAAAAI4/X5GYPhgNXDQ/s320/elis+party+tylers+baptism+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Nick and Tyler David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4Ht85r6VAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/25h-_nWxqAc/s1600-h/elis+party+tylers+baptism+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440891455373202434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4Ht85r6VAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/25h-_nWxqAc/s320/elis+party+tylers+baptism+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Tyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The picture above is actually from Eli's birthday party. Nick couldn't make it to Tyler's baptism because he had to work, but he was able to see Tyler at Eli's party the day before.&lt;br /&gt;The picture below is at the church prior to the baptism. Doesn't Tyler look just like his Daddy?!? He's a very mellow guy (not sure where he gets that from) and generally a happy baby. Of all the time I was able to see him this weekend I rarely heard him fuss and when he does he quickly calms down when his needs are met. Unfortunately, my camera is TERRIBLE and the pictures of the ceremony are too dark. Once I get a new camera I have a feeling I will be a blogging fool. In the meantime, I try to salvage any pictures I can to share. Anyway, congratulations to my sweet baby nephew on his baptism this weekend. It was great to see lots of Drew &amp;amp; Tyler this weekend at the baptism &amp;amp; Eli's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5914283303112210876?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5914283303112210876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/tyler-ds-baptism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5914283303112210876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5914283303112210876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/tyler-ds-baptism.html' title='Tyler D&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S4Ht9fC3QII/AAAAAAAAAI4/X5GYPhgNXDQ/s72-c/elis+party+tylers+baptism+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-132581710733372759</id><published>2010-02-09T10:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:15:04.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Charles Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a blast this weekend on our Jackson family mini-vacation! We were able to visit with Nick's Aunt Missy &amp;amp; family while we were in St. Charles too. I didn't feel so great on Sunday, but we all survived. It was nice to get away for the weekend and enjoy some family time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking the hotel shuttle to the casino...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIE87e5BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/njx1bs7ckcc/s1600-h/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275843869369362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIE87e5BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/njx1bs7ckcc/s320/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch at the restaurant next to the casino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIEi4_DxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ydk93911yi8/s1600-h/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275836879572754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIEi4_DxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ydk93911yi8/s320/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; cousin Emmalyn (isn't she precious!) and his brother Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIEAhF5RI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WR18cllDuVY/s1600-h/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275827652551954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIEAhF5RI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WR18cllDuVY/s320/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue (Nick's Mom) &amp;amp; Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIDu1kXRI/AAAAAAAAAII/WJAt2Vl8q2w/s1600-h/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275822906596626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIDu1kXRI/AAAAAAAAAII/WJAt2Vl8q2w/s320/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A majority of the gang heading out to dinner at RT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weilers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Noah, Nick, Adam, Sue, Uncle Fred, Mike, &amp;amp; Lindsay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIDZ2WNsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZOXKnl6XnZU/s1600-h/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275817272719042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIDZ2WNsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZOXKnl6XnZU/s320/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+038.jpg" border="0" /&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/6873480602913142428-132581710733372759?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/132581710733372759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/st-charles-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/132581710733372759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/132581710733372759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/02/st-charles-weekend.html' title='St. Charles Weekend'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S3GIE87e5BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/njx1bs7ckcc/s72-c/dogs+%26+st.+louis+trip+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3118584541392936592</id><published>2010-01-27T15:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:49:54.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moosie, Moosie, Moosie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S2CyVhlWRvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g9969U8aCTU/s1600-h/moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S2CyVhlWRvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g9969U8aCTU/s320/moose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431537233470834418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post I alluded to currently have 3 dogs at home. This is our adorable foster, Moose. I've been calling him "Moosie". Last weekend at the off site adoption, Eva &amp; Elijah came to see what happens at the adoption site and they were able to witness and meet the family that adopted Maverick (Moose's brother). It was really interesting for them. While at the adoption day, Elijah kept getting into Moose's face and saying..."Moosie, Moosie, Moosie". Moose is such a sweet, easy going fella he didn't mind at all, but we couldn't figure out why he kept doing that...until last night. I picked up the little fur ball, petted his soft little head, and said, "Moosie, Moosie, Moosie". Nick didn't miss a beat! He quickly pointed out, "That's where Eli got that from!" Sometimes I wonder if my niece and nephew are mocking their silly Aunt Jean. &lt;br /&gt;So a little about our sweet Moosie. He is an Australian Shepherd, Black Lab mix. He's about 3 months of age and just as sweet as can be. Moose is nearly potty trained and completely kennel trained. He does quite well with the kids. He lets the kids pick him up...even Eli! He plays well with my dogs and is the BEST snuggler of all time. I think he'll be a wonderful family dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3118584541392936592?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3118584541392936592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/moosie-moosie-moosie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3118584541392936592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3118584541392936592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/moosie-moosie-moosie.html' title='Moosie, Moosie, Moosie'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S2CyVhlWRvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g9969U8aCTU/s72-c/moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4801473178383494142</id><published>2010-01-25T10:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:56:35.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S13NN4gIIBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/foZlC3I9mj8/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S13NN4gIIBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/foZlC3I9mj8/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430722364067815442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...yuck. No one likes to share stories of the wonderful things our spouses, loved ones, etc. do for us. Instead we tend to gripe to our friends, coworkers, etc. about the various things our spouse does to get on our very last nerves. But I have to say, I am so blessed. Last week, after returning from a week long business trip, my husband practically kissed the ground I walked on when I returned. He fully realized how difficult it is to keep our home in order. Those of you who know me well are aware of my neurotic tendencies when it comes to cleanliness, but with four dogs in our home (that week...we're down to three now) you have to keep up on the cleaning or the house will smell like a zoo!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was part one of my story. The day after my return I came down with a nasty bug. Nick returned from work to find me covered in blankets, shivering, sweating, and crying :( (I'm such a baby). He helped me with everything that night and even checked on me every hour as I slept! What a wonderful man! I know I would do the same for him, but I'm not sure I'd stay up all night...I'm crabby if I don't get my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next day feeling much better and I was finally able to clean the house to my standards this weekend. When Nick got home from work last night he was sure to tell me how wonderful the house looked.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong...he makes me crazy a whole lot, but he truly is a wonderful human being and I am one lucky girl!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a heartwarming story about your husband/spouse/significant other? Tell me about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4801473178383494142?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4801473178383494142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wonderful-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4801473178383494142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4801473178383494142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wonderful-husband.html' title='My Wonderful Husband'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S13NN4gIIBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/foZlC3I9mj8/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1163309572353705712</id><published>2010-01-06T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:06:58.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics to go along with the last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chewbacca, Boy #1 (he's the feisty one...aka "Wild Child"), Boy #2 (he's very sweet &amp;amp; a little unsure of this new place...I'm calling him "Timid One"), and my first "baby" Xbox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbXhMk5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hY_0p52RXQI/s1600-h/lsm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423841785843869074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbXhMk5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hY_0p52RXQI/s320/lsm3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Nick, Tyler David, &amp;amp; Eva JoAnn at Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbXTHwSNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Vl3wLjKxdiY/s1600-h/ramblertochristmas+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423841782065547474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbXTHwSNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Vl3wLjKxdiY/s320/ramblertochristmas+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew &amp;amp; Daddy...someone's getting sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbW-2gG8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/McLBv48IfdA/s1600-h/ramblertochristmas+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423841776624475074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbW-2gG8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/McLBv48IfdA/s320/ramblertochristmas+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah &amp;amp; Mommy...wait! Is it just me or do the parents look just as tired as the kids in these pictures :) Looks like a lot of people are getting sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbWrSqwlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/181GHqgroao/s1600-h/ramblertochristmas+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423841771373904466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbWrSqwlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/181GHqgroao/s320/ramblertochristmas+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick pulling Eva back up the snowhill after sledding down. It was FREEEZING cold! The kids were afraid of Uncle Nick's ski mask. Elijah asked Nick continually if the mask was "all gone" after we returned from sledding. Nick assured Eli that he threw the mask away, but Elijah still woke the next morning &amp;amp; continued to ask Nick about that darn mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbWHxWMlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Qb5R2g1qTYY/s1600-h/ramblertochristmas+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423841761838903890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbWHxWMlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Qb5R2g1qTYY/s320/ramblertochristmas+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1163309572353705712?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1163309572353705712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/pics-to-go-along-with-last-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1163309572353705712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1163309572353705712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/pics-to-go-along-with-last-post.html' title='Pics to go along with the last post'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/S0VbXhMk5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hY_0p52RXQI/s72-c/lsm3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2931569126325540501</id><published>2010-01-06T14:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:15:22.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew! Time has flown by!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it is already 2010! The holiday's were a whirlwind for my family! My parents, sister, &amp;amp; grandma came to visit us the day before Christmas Eve. Then on Christmas Eve we had our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;debacle&lt;/span&gt; which I blogged about earlier (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day Nick and I woke up early to exchange gifts with each other. Nick got me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fit Plus! I REALLY wanted this, but here it's January 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and I've yet to use it. I will soon, but I've been so busy there hasn't been a moment to spare. I got Nick a bunch of clothes (pretty boring compared to my gift, but he needed it) and the movie Inglorious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bastards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Nick and I spent the rest of the morning with his family. We were spoiled rotten! I loved all of my gifts, but I think Noah took the cake with his gift. I've been looking for wall transfers that say "Jackson est. 2008" or something like that, but I hadn't told anyone. And what do you know...Noah got that for me! Thanks Joe (and Sue, since I'm sure you were the brains behind it all)! Nick also loved all of his gifts, but the gift card to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tigerdirect&lt;/span&gt;.com was what made his jaw drop to the floor! He's anxious to start building a computer for us and I'm excited too since our current "jalopy" runs at a snails pace. We had a great day playing the "crappy gift game", telling stories, watching movies, and feasting away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary on December 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. He worked during the day, but was home in time for us to go out to a nice dinner. Thanks to gift cards from family for my birthday &amp;amp; Christmas we were able to dine out at Red Lobster at no cost to us...gotta love that! Since we've spent so much lately with the holidays we decided purchasing gifts were not necessary this year. Instead, my gift to Nick was shoveling the driveway while he was at work. Nick was going to let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;indulge&lt;/span&gt; on a shopping trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JoAnn&lt;/span&gt; Fabrics, but they were closed so we stopped at the grocery store instead...it's the thought that counts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, on New Years Eve, poor Nick was working. He rushed home and made it in time to pop a bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;campaign&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; lay a smooch on me by midnight...it was close though (we had to go by the clock on the microwave rather than the one on the oven).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New Years Day we travelled to my parents in Frankfort for Christmas with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Carlson's&lt;/span&gt;. It was so fun to spend time with everyone, especially the kiddos. Drew, Eli, &amp;amp; Eva are growing up so fast! I love watching them play with each other. Eva is especially fond of baby Tyler David. I think my favorite moment of the weekend with the kids was when Drew went up to Eva and said, "Eva hold Drew"...Eva looked around for adult approval and when she got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, she crouched down &amp;amp; bear hugged him at the waist and lifted him up. Both kids were all smiles. It was hilarious...Eva probably cleared Drew about 2 inches off the ground, but he loved being "held" by Eva and she loved "holding" him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to look into getting a new camera. Mine takes terrible pictures, but I plan to upload the few pictures I took later today, if there is time. (We are fostering 2 lab/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; shepherd puppies starting today...I pick them up on my way home from work.) I love looking at the pictures when I read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; blog...which reminds me of a story of Eli &amp;amp; Nick at church. Eli wanted to look at Nick's "book" (the hymnal). The boys flipped through the pages &amp;amp; Nick quietly told Eli..."This book doesn't have any pictures buddy, I already checked." You have to love Uncles! Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that updates everyone to the present day! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2931569126325540501?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2931569126325540501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/whew-time-has-flown-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2931569126325540501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2931569126325540501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2010/01/whew-time-has-flown-by.html' title='Whew! Time has flown by!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1975502587854350615</id><published>2009-12-28T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:42:35.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas at the ER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What holiday would be complete without a dramatic story. My family always seems to have a story brewing and this year is no different. While Lisa and I waited at Christmas Eve Mass for Matt, Stacey, &amp;amp; the kids, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a text message from Matt stating Eli smashed his hand in the car door and they're heading to prompt care. Lisa and I sat stunned momentarily then replied to Matt's text message asking...is this a joke? When his short response "no" was retrieved we knew it was going to be a crazy night. As Matt and Stacey rushed Eli to prompt care (where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; the care was prompt!), Lisa and I went to the house to get Eli's beloved "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt;". Now, I would not blame Elijah at all for crying, in fact I know I would, but the little champ only shed tears at the initial injury. What a trooper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SzjdbHffg8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2XdQl6rP5F0/s1600-h/elifinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420325609477735362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SzjdbHffg8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2XdQl6rP5F0/s320/elifinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In fact, he was almost proud of his injury!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Szjda2aEXUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/k4uanr7OxJw/s1600-h/elicast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420325604891581762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Szjda2aEXUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/k4uanr7OxJw/s320/elicast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And by the time they made it home, he wouldn't stop for a minute to let me take a picture of his cast. Stacey is now rethinking that they should have requested a full body cast :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite missing Christmas Eve Mass, the rest of the holiday celebrations went on without a hitch...well, at this point at least. We still have our Christmas celebration at Mom &amp;amp; Dad's this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-1975502587854350615?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1975502587854350615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-christmas-at-er.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1975502587854350615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1975502587854350615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-christmas-at-er.html' title='Family Christmas at the ER'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SzjdbHffg8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/2XdQl6rP5F0/s72-c/elifinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8858106610703380968</id><published>2009-12-21T10:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:51:17.709-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerleading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burros'/><title type='text'>We Cheer for the Cheerleaders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations to my wonderfully talented little sister &amp;amp; her amazing cheerleading squad...this weekend they qualified for State competition! Woo Hoo! We cannot wait to cheer them on Valentine's Day 2010...go SHJH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feast your eyes on this "vintage" pic of Lisa and I when we cheered together. I wish I had a current pic of her squad, but this is the best I can do for now :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sy-m7vXf0qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pbrJto34f4U/s1600-h/Scan0046_046_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417732422007509666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sy-m7vXf0qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pbrJto34f4U/s320/Scan0046_046_036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6873480602913142428-8858106610703380968?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8858106610703380968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-cheer-for-cheerleaders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8858106610703380968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8858106610703380968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-cheer-for-cheerleaders.html' title='We Cheer for the Cheerleaders'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sy-m7vXf0qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pbrJto34f4U/s72-c/Scan0046_046_036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-1712731109542748569</id><published>2009-12-15T15:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:44:40.929-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great dane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack russell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='investigator'/><title type='text'>Puppy Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much has happened this week in the dog realm of the Jackson family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415580670858456994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SygB7Vr9b6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oT36FqfUAz8/s320/P9190240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chewbacca passed dog obedience class!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415580685808480834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SygB8NYUskI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lkschJc7kdw/s320/P9200250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I passed my Humane Investigator Exam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415580681453417762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SygB79J_tSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FfAcXwbBaHM/s320/P9200249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xbox passed obedience class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415579309123722914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SygAsE1GXqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZOF5JvIDSHM/s320/12132009+035.jpg" /&gt;And Rambler found a new home :( We are going to miss the little fella...especially Chewy, those two grew pretty attached. &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/6873480602913142428-1712731109542748569?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/1712731109542748569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/puppy-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1712731109542748569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/1712731109542748569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/puppy-post.html' title='Puppy Post'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SygB7Vr9b6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oT36FqfUAz8/s72-c/P9190240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3430177826918138110</id><published>2009-12-12T18:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:28:32.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Days #2 &amp; #3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzJVlq2HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qVW7VigkQGQ/s1600-h/12132009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414508887513159794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzJVlq2HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qVW7VigkQGQ/s320/12132009+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did some Christmas decorating with Elijah when he was home sick with us. He got to be the very first to light our advent candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzI3NtnrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/y4xB3hSXYqo/s1600-h/12132009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414508879359614642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzI3NtnrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/y4xB3hSXYqo/s320/12132009+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made collages with magazine clippings, tissue paper, construction paper &amp;amp; contact paper. We laid the sticky side of the contact paper up, then decorated the contact paper, and then put another piece of contact paper (sticky side down) onto the work of art. This makes for a cool art project to hang in a window (light shines through gaps &amp;amp; tissue paper). Elijah loved cutting &amp;amp; Eva looks to me like she's planning her project in her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzH5D21aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xrYWDc9rve8/s1600-h/12132009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414508862675277218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzH5D21aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xrYWDc9rve8/s320/12132009+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah made a fort with a little help from Uncle Nick. The boys giggled as they told me "No girls allowed!" This is thier reaction as I climbed into the fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we had Elijah &amp;amp; Eva for a few days as thier child care provider was sick &amp;amp; had sick kids herself...bummer! But, their loss is our gain as we got to spend some quality time with the munchkins (at least Uh Nick did, I had to work most of the time...blah). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3430177826918138110?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3430177826918138110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-days-2-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3430177826918138110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3430177826918138110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-days-2-3.html' title='Sick Days #2 &amp; #3...'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyQzJVlq2HI/AAAAAAAAAGA/qVW7VigkQGQ/s72-c/12132009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2746944174291961261</id><published>2009-12-10T19:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:32:58.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Louis Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures are from this summer...pre-blogging days. Thought I would share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgcW7hQsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8asH_dGq2Rc/s1600-h/PA010289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784636128051906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgcW7hQsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8asH_dGq2Rc/s320/PA010289.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah, Me, Eva, &amp;amp; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgb_lUnCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XJZsWRg298Q/s1600-h/PA010273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784629860932642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgb_lUnCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XJZsWRg298Q/s320/PA010273.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva, Lisa, &amp;amp; Elijah petting sting rays at sting ray bay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgbpqdApI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NRLcx8Sbvec/s1600-h/PA010316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784623976874642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgbpqdApI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NRLcx8Sbvec/s320/PA010316.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just about the most gorgeous picture I've ever seen off of little Elijah. He had a panda bear painted on his cheek too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgbAk-UxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IYIBdUhfmbY/s1600-h/PA010296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784612948038418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgbAk-UxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IYIBdUhfmbY/s320/PA010296.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva (on a frog) with Auntie Lisa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgarftxaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kcnR43vzGmM/s1600-h/PA010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784607288837538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgarftxaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kcnR43vzGmM/s320/PA010285.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for those of you who are fans of "Everybody Poops"...this camel has two humps...Nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2746944174291961261?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2746944174291961261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-louis-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2746944174291961261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2746944174291961261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-louis-zoo.html' title='St. Louis Zoo'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SyGgcW7hQsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8asH_dGq2Rc/s72-c/PA010289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5961121062389524858</id><published>2009-12-05T09:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:38:51.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adopt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutered'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one-year-old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one year old'/><title type='text'>Looking for a Forever Home: Rambler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6sycCKXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mqNscD7HPdA/s1600-h/sickdayrambler+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6sycCKXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mqNscD7HPdA/s320/sickdayrambler+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411772812111260018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6seq1qeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wBzu1FzF_-4/s1600-h/sickdayrambler+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6seq1qeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wBzu1FzF_-4/s320/sickdayrambler+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411772806804646370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6r1EHcdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dGqplDmRVok/s1600-h/sickdayrambler+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6r1EHcdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dGqplDmRVok/s320/sickdayrambler+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411772795636380114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6raS19sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3v3hcL5-xro/s1600-h/sickdayrambler+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6raS19sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3v3hcL5-xro/s320/sickdayrambler+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411772788450391746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our foster dog Rambler. He's just about the sweetest dog ever! He really does well with our two dogs. Xbox is just the right size for some quality play time &amp; Chewbacca jumps in every once in a while too. Chewy seems to like to mother little Rambler...she is the big sister after all. Rambler is only about 1 so he needs to have lots of chew toys &amp; exercise so that he does not get destructive. We take him for at least one walk every day &amp; his foster sister's give him a lot of exercise with play time. We're sure to keep an abundance of rawhides at our house (both for him and for Xbox). If you know anyone who is looking for a beagle that fits his description let me know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5961121062389524858?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5961121062389524858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-for-forever-home-rambler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5961121062389524858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5961121062389524858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-for-forever-home-rambler.html' title='Looking for a Forever Home: Rambler'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Sxp6sycCKXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mqNscD7HPdA/s72-c/sickdayrambler+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-7273601848691077429</id><published>2009-12-03T21:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:53:51.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at the Jacksons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiIuCrcDnI/AAAAAAAAADg/D59a4Dymzv4/s1600-h/thanksgiving-tyler-random+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411225276860075634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiIuCrcDnI/AAAAAAAAADg/D59a4Dymzv4/s320/thanksgiving-tyler-random+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sue &amp;amp; Adam...winner of cutest picture ever award :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiIt6AXnlI/AAAAAAAAADY/950HlXH5KZc/s1600-h/thanksgiving-tyler-random+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411225274531946066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiIt6AXnlI/AAAAAAAAADY/950HlXH5KZc/s320/thanksgiving-tyler-random+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick &amp;amp; Noah scoping out the best way to carve the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiItSpYCZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yjRtH8jAZsc/s1600-h/thanksgiving-tyler-random+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411225263966521746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiItSpYCZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yjRtH8jAZsc/s320/thanksgiving-tyler-random+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick carving the turkey while Sue finishes up the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little late, but I finally put up a few Thanksgiving pictures. It's been a busy week &amp;amp; with the wedding was a busy weekend as well. Nick worked on Thanksgiving, but we were blessed to enjoy a visit with his side of the family. We had tons of yummy food and lots of fun as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-7273601848691077429?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/7273601848691077429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-at-jacksons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7273601848691077429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/7273601848691077429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-at-jacksons.html' title='Thanksgiving at the Jacksons'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxiIuCrcDnI/AAAAAAAAADg/D59a4Dymzv4/s72-c/thanksgiving-tyler-random+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-4955982990716234960</id><published>2009-12-02T09:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:04:19.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxaOsOAzybI/AAAAAAAAADI/U5K3rLaipVs/s1600-h/thanksgiving-tyler-random+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410668892659108274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxaOsOAzybI/AAAAAAAAADI/U5K3rLaipVs/s320/thanksgiving-tyler-random+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah in his PJ's enjoyng his breakfast. These are his cowboy PJ's that Auntie Lisa got him...he has an obsession with racing horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxaOr5F5OpI/AAAAAAAAADA/bBf04yFzoSE/s1600-h/thanksgiving-tyler-random+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410668887043291794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxaOr5F5OpI/AAAAAAAAADA/bBf04yFzoSE/s320/thanksgiving-tyler-random+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah &amp;amp; Uncle Nick playing Wii bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Matt, Stacey, &amp;amp; Eva are sick Nick and I are enjoying our time with Elijah. He's been staying with us while the family recouperates. The little guy is such a riot &amp;amp; full of energy! Good thing there are two of us :)&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was making breakfast &amp;amp; Nick was asleep (he worked until 11:30 p.m. last night) Eli asked me what was in the oven. I told him nothing and that all the food was being cooked on the stove top. Eli's response was "Ok, can I get in it?" He wanted to know if he could climb into the oven. Seriously! What a goof ball! Then we had to have a long talk about how you don't climb into ovens...yada, yada...but how can you not chuckle inside at such silliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-4955982990716234960?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/4955982990716234960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4955982990716234960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/4955982990716234960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxaOsOAzybI/AAAAAAAAADI/U5K3rLaipVs/s72-c/thanksgiving-tyler-random+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3359622406198970003</id><published>2009-12-01T12:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:32:03.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Schubbe-Petersen Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxVgJJgZICI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FzX1sEZkDv8/s1600/carriewedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410336237642391586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxVgJJgZICI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FzX1sEZkDv8/s320/carriewedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;, Carrie Petersen (wow! weird to say) was married this weekend! The ceremony was beautiful, Carrie was gorgeous (inside &amp;amp; out...she was beaming!), and everyone had a great time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I failed to remember my camera &amp;amp; so the few photos I took were with my phone while we had our hair done. (And I think Carrie would like to forget that whole part of the wedding day. Let's just say she didn't really like the hairstyle they did &amp;amp; she ended up doing it herself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations Carrie &amp;amp; Brandon!&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/6873480602913142428-3359622406198970003?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3359622406198970003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/schubbe-petersen-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3359622406198970003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3359622406198970003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/12/schubbe-petersen-wedding.html' title='Schubbe-Petersen Wedding'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SxVgJJgZICI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FzX1sEZkDv8/s72-c/carriewedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-8054130003813806503</id><published>2009-11-24T10:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:59:33.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Box is "1" Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwwQONNyBSI/AAAAAAAAACw/mQFqhMk5XOw/s1600/xbox1bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407715088816801058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwwQONNyBSI/AAAAAAAAACw/mQFqhMk5XOw/s320/xbox1bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is X-Box's first birthday! Our little pooch was born one year ago today &amp;amp; we adopted her February 13th. This weekend Nick &amp;amp; I had the kids &amp;amp; we thought it would be fun to throw her a birthday party. The dog could have cared less, but Eva &amp;amp; Eli thought it was fun. They made party hats &amp;amp; made cards for X-Box. We went out and bought a little cake &amp;amp; stuck a candle on top. It was loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6873480602913142428-8054130003813806503?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/8054130003813806503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/x-box-is-1-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8054130003813806503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/8054130003813806503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/x-box-is-1-today.html' title='X-Box is &quot;1&quot; Today'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwwQONNyBSI/AAAAAAAAACw/mQFqhMk5XOw/s72-c/xbox1bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-6002605013775887780</id><published>2009-11-20T10:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:11:21.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Drew Bradley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbK_U6xvCI/AAAAAAAAACo/UL4jOmcam0E/s1600/adamdrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231592000666658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbK_U6xvCI/AAAAAAAAACo/UL4jOmcam0E/s320/adamdrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend we celebrated Drew's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday! Drew had a Sesame Street themed party. He had the cutest cake with all the gang from Sesame Street on it. My actual camera isn't that great, but I forgot it anyway, so these are phone pics...not quite as good, but they're something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drew had a great time unwrapping presents &amp;amp; playing with his cousins. It's so cool to see he &amp;amp; Elijah playing alongside each other. Each year they have a stronger connection. Before we know it, those two will be getting into some major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mischeif&lt;/span&gt;...I am certain :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beleive&lt;/span&gt; Drew is already two years old! He's such a lucky boy to have two loving parents &amp;amp; the love &amp;amp; support of extended family. Two was a great year for the little stud - he became a big brother! And in case you're looking for the hottest toy to get a 2-year-old...Drew's favorite was the can of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pringles&lt;/span&gt; he received from his grandparent's neighbor! It's always the least expensive gifts that end up being most popular :)&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbKsiYWIvI/AAAAAAAAACg/KAfoScdJvfs/s1600/gpababies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406231269196833522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbKsiYWIvI/AAAAAAAAACg/KAfoScdJvfs/s320/gpababies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Eva was disappointed that her new baby cousin is not a girl, she obviously has gotten over it now that she realizes she has her very own real life baby to hold. To get this girl to let go of Tyler is nearly impossible &amp;amp; sometimes results in a major temper tantrum. As you can see...Grandpa (Dad) had to compromise with the 4-year-old to get to hold his grandson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The holidays are going to be a blast with these 4 kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbKsTKUn4I/AAAAAAAAACY/QEzWzgOiD4o/s1600/drewadam.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-6002605013775887780?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/6002605013775887780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-drew-bradley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6002605013775887780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/6002605013775887780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-drew-bradley.html' title='Happy Birthday Drew Bradley!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwbK_U6xvCI/AAAAAAAAACo/UL4jOmcam0E/s72-c/adamdrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-2520274599141324953</id><published>2009-11-16T09:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:44:08.427-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wipe container'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>She's Crafty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwFxUCbuqvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qIKuvHCOFBU/s1600/pinkwipes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404725616885803762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwFxUCbuqvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qIKuvHCOFBU/s320/pinkwipes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pink travel wipe box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwFxUE_6OSI/AAAAAAAAACI/QNTeB9RuPWw/s1600/golfwipes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404725617574426914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwFxUE_6OSI/AAAAAAAAACI/QNTeB9RuPWw/s320/golfwipes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golf print travel wipe box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I am amazed now that I've started blogging as to how much I want to blog! This past weekend was quite eventful &amp;amp; I have so much to share, but I will save that all for another day. I'm working on getting more tech savvy so that I can post (quality) images more often.&lt;br /&gt;So my last blog I said I would share some of my crafty skills. Lately I've been making custom diaper wipe boxes. I use fabric, trim, and padding to create these cute little boxes. I've been experimenting with different trims &amp;amp; getting used to various fabrics. I really like how they turn out. I've also made regular size wipe box containers, but I don't have pictures at the moment. We have a cute one in our living room with paw prints (for the dogs when they have muddy paws). I made Eva a Strawberry Shortcake set for her to use with her baby dolls. I think she'll get that for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of trying to sell them online through etsy or ebay. Does anyone have experience doing this &amp;amp; if so do you have any tips for me? My concern is that it might get too big. I don't want to have to crank out 20 containers in a week. It is do-able, but some weeks would be more difficult than others. Also, how do you decide upon what to charge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-2520274599141324953?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/2520274599141324953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/shes-crafty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2520274599141324953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/2520274599141324953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/shes-crafty.html' title='She&apos;s Crafty'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SwFxUCbuqvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qIKuvHCOFBU/s72-c/pinkwipes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-137394925614948826</id><published>2009-11-06T14:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:08:33.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLYWGdPEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xmca6f5ul1g/s1600-h/evahalloween20093.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401095103489850434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLYWGdPEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xmca6f5ul1g/s320/evahalloween20093.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;She wanted a photo with Chief. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLYEV0iFI/AAAAAAAAABY/tQWw-FEfy3Q/s1600-h/evahalloween20092.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401095098722453586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLYEV0iFI/AAAAAAAAABY/tQWw-FEfy3Q/s320/evahalloween20092.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She has a little bit of a silly look because she didn't want to stand still, but I wanted to get a full shot of the costume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLX9_4_6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/MqX7ApozgTk/s1600-h/evahalloween20091.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401095097019858850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLX9_4_6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/MqX7ApozgTk/s320/evahalloween20091.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;And here is the Eva Monster "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ribbiting&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm the worst Aunt ever since I don't have any pics of my nephews from this Halloween. Well, actually I have pictures of Drew &amp;amp; Tyler on my phone, but none of the Little Man - Elijah. But, I have to brag about my beautiful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and her pretty costume from this year. Eva certainly has her parents personalities. She knows what she wants &amp;amp; this year for Halloween, she wanted to be a frog. No budging, no other options...she was going to be a frog. Now mind you, she isn't obnoxious about it, but when you asked Eli what he wanted to be, he really didn't care or he kind of had an idea, but it would change in a matter of moments (he was a Bull by the way &amp;amp; he had a blast bucking around the living room shouting "I'm a bull!"...you couldn't wipe the grin off of Matt's face). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I came across this costume pattern I thought...we can make this green &amp;amp; make her a frog. I presented the idea to my lovely and strong-willed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and she loved it. I was so nervous making her costume to be sure it fit just right &amp;amp; looked perfect. I'm really can't sew &amp;amp; this costume required practically no sewing, but I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; crafty (in fact, I think I'm going to talk about that in my next blog :)) I met up with Matt &amp;amp; the kids one evening at one of Stacey's volleyball matches. Eva loved being measured for her costume. The next night her costume was complete &amp;amp; we had a dress fitting. She BEAMED as she wore her costume! It was just about the greatest feeling ever as an aunt (aside from holding her the very first time). Then the little angel tells me, "Auntie Jean I love it, thank you!" Now Stacey wasn't home &amp;amp; Matt wasn't within ear shot. So she wasn't prompted or encouraged to say anything. Come on people...she's 4! I wanted to cry! So I held it together &amp;amp; snapped a few quick photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I'm going to work on more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tu&lt;/span&gt; skirts &amp;amp; dresses for her to play dress up with. She constantly amazes me with her (excuse my spelling) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;politeness&lt;/span&gt;, intelligence, tender &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;, and genuine personality. I am very blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-137394925614948826?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/137394925614948826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/137394925614948826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/137394925614948826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvSLYWGdPEI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xmca6f5ul1g/s72-c/evahalloween20093.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-756276844593819354</id><published>2009-11-04T18:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:19:37.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Humane Society Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZpckFclI/AAAAAAAAABI/Qy6AchgTwbA/s1600-h/P9300262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400407103003521618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZpckFclI/AAAAAAAAABI/Qy6AchgTwbA/s320/P9300262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZpBYQxKI/AAAAAAAAABA/QNVUhclizTk/s1600-h/P3200004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400407095706174626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZpBYQxKI/AAAAAAAAABA/QNVUhclizTk/s320/P3200004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZojXjHAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mXla0VCMxyA/s1600-h/P9190225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400407087650118658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZojXjHAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mXla0VCMxyA/s320/P9190225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck! Tomorrow I take the Humane Society Investigator Test. My friend, who recommended me for the program, guarantees the test is easy, but I'm still so nervous. Which is silly because it's not like the gig pays anything! So I guess if I fail miserably I will have a little more spare time, so it's win-win...right? So I thought I would add some pics of my girls who inspired me to do this. By the way, as usual my (little foot) X-Box is antagonizing (big foot) Chewbacca as Chewy tries to rest. I guarantee X-Box is going to get her way...gotta love little sisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-756276844593819354?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/756276844593819354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/humane-society-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/756276844593819354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/756276844593819354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/11/humane-society-test.html' title='Humane Society Test'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/SvIZpckFclI/AAAAAAAAABI/Qy6AchgTwbA/s72-c/P9300262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-5667000242156163681</id><published>2009-10-27T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:16:05.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hip of a 50-year-old!?!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know...Nick was in the Army during a majority of our courtship. He enlisted shortly after we met. Upon his completion of basic training, he was sent to a medical exam due to pains he was having in his hip and shins. We were informed by the doctors that Nick's hip had a severe stress fracture and was near a major artery. Should his hip actually fracture, he could have hit that artery which would have caused him to bleed to death. Thus began his eventual "retirement" from the US Army. He was discharged due to medical reasons, which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; is classified as an honorable discharge or maybe just a standard discharge, I don't know, but it certainly isn't "dishonorable". Anyway, he's had to have continuing medical evaluations done by various doctors. He is now at the point where the VA (Veteran Affairs) is evaluating the extent of his injuries and deciding upon his degree of compensation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anywhoo&lt;/span&gt;...so that brings us to last week. We drove 2 hours to the VA hospital in St. Louis in the pouring rain. The doctor who evaluated him asked Nick about his shins, but knew nothing about his hip...his shins were the least of his problems. Apparently Nick's rep. failed to send the necessary paperwork to the hospital. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Surprise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;. So we head on up to the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; floor to have x-rays done of his hip and shins. When Nick was finished with his x-ray he told me he has the hip of a 50-year-old with severe arthritis! My (quite young) husband has a 50-year-old hip! Now, granted, my parents are in their 50's and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; hips seem pretty darn good, but I'm feeling pretty bad for my 22-year-old husband who used to enjoy rollerblading, running, and all that good stuff. Well, I guess we all make choices and have to deal with the consequences. In the meantime, I suppose we'll start stocking the medicine cabinet with calcium supplements :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-5667000242156163681?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/5667000242156163681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/10/hip-of-50-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5667000242156163681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/5667000242156163681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/10/hip-of-50-year-old.html' title='The Hip of a 50-year-old!?!'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873480602913142428.post-3397456904456371825</id><published>2009-10-26T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:32:55.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>So I've decided to join the world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;! I'm considering creating a blog for work. I figured this would be a good way to find out how it all works. Besides, what a fun way to share the crazy antics my dogs &amp;amp; husband get themselves into on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with a little back story about my family. Nick &amp;amp; I met when his mother and I were co-workers at a local child care center. She and I hit it off and bonded over our misery at this particular workplace. Not long into our friendship she started to pull the old, "You would be great for my son" line. Kiss of death...right?!? Wrong! I continually resisted, especially since he is much younger than I. Then one day, he calls the center to speak to his mom and I answered the phone. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; me out! Something about his voice just gave me the chills. He had the type of voice where you can easily imagine him saying, "I'm looking at you through the window." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eeeechh&lt;/span&gt;! I spoke with him on the phone a few times where he continued his creepy flirtatious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shtick&lt;/span&gt;. We had a few brief encounters where I typically avoided prolonged contact. Eventually, Sue and I became close enough to the point where she would invite me over and we would hang out. Soon enough, Nick was visiting with us and we became friends. Obviously, our friendship progressed and the rest is history :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6873480602913142428-3397456904456371825?l=ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/feeds/3397456904456371825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3397456904456371825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6873480602913142428/posts/default/3397456904456371825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajoltofthejacksons.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>The Jackson Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364852281762023762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XrZZ6iu64cM/Svb650poDdI/AAAAAAAAABo/jFzJPbo7fUQ/S220/Fall2009profpics+013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
