<?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-6054056822002819291</id><updated>2012-01-13T22:46:20.920-07:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZPTyz3GI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Byel5u87SRk/s1600-h/DSCF0118.JPG'/><category term='http://bp3.blogger.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/RyY4wt9dx_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/eiCqDKP9n3c/s320/IMG_2809.JPG'/><title type='text'>The Innes Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jim and Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756892234258299292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7712330236732152745</id><published>2010-04-11T23:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:55:41.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my my my have I got ALOT of Catchin' Up to Do</title><content type='html'>I will be posting multiple posts from July --&gt; Now. Some may be posted sporadically and others as a marathon. As I take on this large task I don't expect anyone to comment, or even read them all as they are for genealogy sake and "old news" however it must be done. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Some events to look forward to seeing pics from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; Family Vacations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- San Diego, CA for a HUGE Trasmundi Family Reunion (Jims moms side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-Yellowstone National Park with the Tippets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-Phoenix, Arizona to visit Aunt Crystal and Uncle Richie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-St. George, UTAH Annual April Fools Fun Fly/Easter Holiday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;i&gt; Leslie also went to St. George to reunite with first year college roomies!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Jim went on a business trip to Daytona Beach Florida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Some little outings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Scout Camps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Seven Peaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Picnics at Bridal Veil Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Fall Festivities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;UHA Annual FunFly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-size:x-large;"&gt;11 Major Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;New Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Our 7th Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Jo's 6th Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Jims 33 Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;My 28th Bday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;St Patricks Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&amp;amp; Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;*Leslie ran her first 5K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; "&gt;*We tried to make homemade bottle grape juice and conquered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;*Jo started Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ryker started Joy School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;*Jo tried out Dance Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic; font-size:medium;"&gt;*In both extended families we have had a total of 3 births 1 divorce and 1 engagement (wedding in Aug)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;We are both working still, me with 4-H Afterschool and Jim at UVU, RWL, and RC Heli Mag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We are BOTH still serve in the Youth Organizations of our church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;*We live in the same house and yes I still want a bigger one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;*Jo has lost 3 of the 4 front teeth and they are coming in nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ryker is POTTY TRAINED!!! Early Christmas Present for US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Jo can READ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;*Ryker is too smart for his own good. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;*ALSO we have all been sick VERY sick but who wants to hear about that.&lt;/span&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/6054056822002819291-7712330236732152745?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7712330236732152745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7712330236732152745' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7712330236732152745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7712330236732152745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-my-my-my-have-i-got-alot-of-catchin.html' title='Oh my my my have I got ALOT of Catchin&apos; Up to Do'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2098055091677967738</id><published>2009-08-24T01:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:53:44.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGG MATEY.. NOw Walk the PlanK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J9EFFa71I/AAAAAAAABSs/TeAYc3atKJ8/s1600/pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J9EFFa71I/AAAAAAAABSs/TeAYc3atKJ8/s320/pirate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459063207364325202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a great time at this new &lt;b&gt;Pirate Island Pizza&lt;/b&gt; place by our house. We went with the Tippets. It was the &lt;i&gt;“soft opening”&lt;/i&gt; so we got lots of special treatment including extra tokens for the arcade and refills on our kiddos chocolate milks which is always a plus. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our waiter was really good and the food was pretty tasty. They had the best mini corn dog nuggets I have ever had! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This pirate theme pizza place is much like Chuck E Cheese only way better food. The games were a little more expensive token wise but they had a cool shooting range! The kids loved it and so did the daddys as you can see below. One of the funniest parts of the place is in the Mens bathroom it says above the urinal “You miss you walk the plank” and of course Jen sent Gary in with camera in hand to give us a god laugh. Love that girl!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The place really puts on a good show. They have a large ship in it and pretend to fire off cannons, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;small private tiki rooms and love caves for those on dates, a pirate ship that is made into a play place, the arcade and some cool special effects. We can’t wait to go back!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-2098055091677967738?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2098055091677967738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2098055091677967738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2098055091677967738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2098055091677967738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/08/argg-matey-now-walk-plank.html' title='ARGG MATEY.. NOw Walk the PlanK'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J9EFFa71I/AAAAAAAABSs/TeAYc3atKJ8/s72-c/pirate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8436111781018077237</id><published>2009-08-16T01:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:04:58.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day at the Zoo... but first SAD day at the dentist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To celebrate Brennon Tippets 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; birthday we tagged along with them to the zoo but not before a awful morning at the dentist. Jo would NOT cooperate this time. She wouldn’t let the dentist touch her. She was awful and the reason, she didn’t like the taste of the numbing gel they put on a q-tip to put in your mouth!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He Dr. Pearson was really good with her last time. He helped her feel comfortable and gave her fives and several stickers and bracelet’s throughout the whole ordeal. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He made her feel brave and special! This time he was frustrated, and told me not to let her go to the zoo, not to reward her poor behavior and that next appt they would have to sedate her. I left VERY sad, frustrated and worried. After much talk Jim and I decided that we would not sedate and if they insisted we wouldn’t go back. It was like $500 bucks to have her sedated. I don’t want to sedate my 6yr old if I don’t have to. I take very well to drugs and was worried about her doing the same...&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So on to the zoo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J964BA9OI/AAAAAAAABS0/cPO5UAef7wg/s320/jo+zoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459064148748989666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J97UHNd2I/AAAAAAAABS8/t1mCaA7LsPQ/s1600/ryker+zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time at the zoo. It was great weather. Jen was able to get us in at a discount with her membership and we were grateful. Ryker really liked the zoo, but he didn’t like walking and wanted to be in a stroller the whole time. He also ran away a few times which caused panic. This life with Ryker he is always on the go and he NEVER slows down. The kids runs everywhere. We didn’t have a stroller as he has broke it so the Tippets shared theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jo and Kya loved the monkeys, tigers, bears… It’s a zoo. They had several animal babies there too and that was fun to see them. The baby elephant was still in bonding time with her momma so we only saw video and picturess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J97UHNd2I/AAAAAAAABS8/t1mCaA7LsPQ/s1600/ryker+zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J97UHNd2I/AAAAAAAABS8/t1mCaA7LsPQ/s320/ryker+zoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459064156291168098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The kids liked posing for pictures on several different statues. They loved riding on the carousel, AKA merry go round, the zoo train and playing with the water ball. It was a good day! The only thing JO was upset about was the fact that the Zoo did not have Lions or Polar Bears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That night we had cake and ice cream and it was delish. WE love the Tippets and are soo glad we found them &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in our ward and made friends. It’s sad they have been in the ward for over 4 years now and just this year we go to know them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-8436111781018077237?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8436111781018077237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8436111781018077237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8436111781018077237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8436111781018077237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-day-at-zoo-but-first-sad-day-at.html' title='Happy Day at the Zoo... but first SAD day at the dentist!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J964BA9OI/AAAAAAAABS0/cPO5UAef7wg/s72-c/jo+zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-9219819961676076591</id><published>2009-07-24T01:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:51:39.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUDFEST 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7gkKd0yI/AAAAAAAABSc/WM5MBR3LG6g/s320/sudfest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459061497720066850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it soo sad that when your having soo much fun you don't have time to blog...yes but NO!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I plan to print out my blog someday and use it as a journal/scrapbook I have to keep going. I think I can I think I can....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my posts will be super old news to you because I want to stay in chronological order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Over the 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July we headed to Lehi to the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; annual “Sudfest.” It’s free, it’s fun and it’s different. The Lehi Fire Dept Sponsers this awesome event!  Basically they spray a large area, in our case the baseball fields, with the foam that they used to put out fires till its about a foot high and then we get to play in it. Afterwards we rinse off in the outdoor fire truck shower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we arrived there were so many people, mostly children, all adorned in swimsuits and goggles just playing in the foam. Jo jumped right in!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7fm7FlOI/AAAAAAAABSM/zjZuJQWkyrA/s1600/josud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7fm7FlOI/AAAAAAAABSM/zjZuJQWkyrA/s320/josud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459061481281000674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ryker on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were several fire trucks parked in the parking lot and he just wanted to see them and only them. So he and Jim walked from truck to truck and ate some watermelon at the park nearby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7gZPw7bI/AAAAAAAABSU/2pxQtj76Q8o/s1600/rykersud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7gZPw7bI/AAAAAAAABSU/2pxQtj76Q8o/s320/rykersud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459061494789500338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We brought along our awesome friends The Tippets, Jen, Gary, Kya and Brennon. The kids loved swimming in the foam. While Jim stayed with Ryker on the outer edge of the field and took him to get some watermelon at a nearby pavilion I played with Jo. Gary was swirling the girls and spinning them in the foam and they were having a ball. Then Jim and I switched kid duty and He got to experience the clean bubbly feeling of foam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7hoh-cvI/AAAAAAAABSk/01jn7cCKpx4/s1600/sudus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7hoh-cvI/AAAAAAAABSk/01jn7cCKpx4/s320/sudus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459061516072284914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soon the foam started to disappear, turn brown, get thinner, and show grass clippings. We headed over to the shower to wait for them to turn it on. Well after a lot waiting we were told that the trucks were out of water and out of foam. After much debate, lots of waiting, lots of pictures and swirling around we decided it was faster to head to G’ma Innes’ to wash off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived at momma Innes and tried to rinse off in the hose BRRRRR!!! Yeah right no way would be kids have anything to do with it. So Grandma was gracious and let us go into her bathroom in the house. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After we were clean, mostly of grass clippings mud and foam, we headed to Wingers for dinner. It was an okay dinner and the kids were kids. All in all is was a pretty good day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One scary that happened while we were playing in the suds, we lost Jo. She ran off to go get rinsed off in the shower but we couldn’t see her then she was on the other side of the crowd. I totally went into panic mode, there were hundreds of people there where could she be? Someone could take her soo quick? Someone creepy could have her! She is probably soo scared looking for us right now!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gary started helping me look while Jen took care of the kids. Ryker was with Jim looking too. When we found her I cried. It wasn’t for very long but it felt like FOREVER!!! It is so scary to lose a child, even for just a split second, my life without her flashed before me and I started to cry. So glad there was a happy ending to this story and once again we were being watched over by our gracious Heavenly Father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thinking back I can remember the days when Jo would have never wanted to step foot near the shower that was about to douse her with water. She hated water. She especially hated water on her head man have times changed and my little girl is growin up!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-9219819961676076591?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/9219819961676076591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=9219819961676076591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9219819961676076591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9219819961676076591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2010/03/sudfest-2009.html' title='SUDFEST 2009'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8J7gkKd0yI/AAAAAAAABSc/WM5MBR3LG6g/s72-c/sudfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-9097325920941037462</id><published>2009-07-19T20:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:25:34.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;OK so Its past the 24th of July which is a BIG holiday in UTAH and I haven't even posted about the 4th  of July. Here goes, pics to come later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;On Thursday morning mom called and said SURPRISE we are going to the cabin lot this weekend for the 4th of July!!! I knew all along we were gonna do something. WE just didn't know what, when, or with who. SO Friday morning we loaded up the swimsuits, camping clothes, jackets... oh and the kids and set out for Fairview Utah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;We had a good time just hanging out and enjoying Gods creations!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Swimming in a pool that seemed like it was 30 below.!!! Ryker couldn't go because there were NO diapers allowed in the pools so Mom and Pa took care of him. It was fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Singing on a rope swing that swung out over a little valley. Ryker LOVED it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Riding the 4-wheelers and exploring the mountain side was so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* WE only had cellphone service at the bottom of the mountain so that was NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Playing dominoes, barbies, driving toy cars, and checking out the old Ephraim Walmart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;I will say that we went down to Mt. Pleasant to watch the fireworks. It was incredible!!! Thye BLEW Lehis out of the water! They were soooo good. I thought "man this city just blew their whole years budget on this one night." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time. Mom and Dad kept us well fed and entertained the whole time. It was soo fun to just get away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;The evening of our return I headed to Lehi to pick up Ryker since he insisted on riding home in Grandpas truck. There we saw family, played outside, rode bikes, ate some yummy food. It was just really a good weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-9097325920941037462?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/9097325920941037462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=9097325920941037462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9097325920941037462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9097325920941037462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July!!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-208515879847616471</id><published>2009-07-17T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:00:05.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July at the Cabin Lot in Fairview Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;I know there are NO actual fireworks in these layouts which is one of my favorite parts of this month but this is what we did on te 4th of July weekend. It was a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonYW2rxEkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/AbuVi7e8hgM/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonYW2rxEkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/AbuVi7e8hgM/s320/4th+of+july2009all.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371061917763834434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonYW2rxEkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/AbuVi7e8hgM/s1600-h/4th+of+july2009all.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonXJPCWiqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8XuA4Zf2C2c/s1600-h/swinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonXJPCWiqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8XuA4Zf2C2c/s1600-h/swinging.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonXJPCWiqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8XuA4Zf2C2c/s320/swinging.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371060584271219362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonXJPCWiqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8XuA4Zf2C2c/s1600-h/swinging.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonJgK5l21I/AAAAAAAABQs/bbmqiabVt7A/s1600-h/4th+july09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonJgK5l21I/AAAAAAAABQs/bbmqiabVt7A/s320/4th+july09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371045585134934866" /&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/6054056822002819291-208515879847616471?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/208515879847616471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=208515879847616471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/208515879847616471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/208515879847616471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-know-super-late-and-no-actual.html' title='4th of July at the Cabin Lot in Fairview Utah'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SonYW2rxEkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/AbuVi7e8hgM/s72-c/4th+of+july2009all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4853815230414469300</id><published>2009-07-02T18:06:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:15:44.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WE are alive and kickin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8KQSHnEZ7I/AAAAAAAABT0/JBwVMg79HZM/s1600/jimandles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8KQSHnEZ7I/AAAAAAAABT0/JBwVMg79HZM/s320/jimandles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459084339281422258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey I just wanted to post that we ARE still alive but not really into the blogging world right now because we are busy and having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been pretty busy around here with Jims three jobs, being parents, both our mutual church callings, and just life in general! We have enjoyed most of it though and tried to keep a smile on our face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jims has been working soooo hard with  a third job, doing some programming stuff. Its tedious work, there are issues with the projects, he complains some but he is still sticking in there! I love him soo much!  He works soo hard for us and I am really getting to enjoy this stay at home mom business. BUT.. I know come August.. I will be ready to be back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This job pays well and we owe Amber his sister a ton for hooking us up. It has been great to not have to worry so much about living without my paycheck. AND He has already earned enough for us to take our family vacation this summer to SAn DIeGo WOOT!! and pay off some debt. Thanks Jim and Daddy we love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;WE have been doing some fun stuff.  My friend Jen and I took our kids to The Museum of Ancient life.. AKA the Dinosaur  Museum at Thanksgiving Point.   WE had a good time. We hadn't been in a while so it was nice. Ryker of course hated everything even the water table. He didn't like the feel of the sand on his fingers and speaking of sand... in the quarry, YEAH all he would do it THROW dirt!!! That caused probs, especially later in the bath since he throw a knock down drag out fit to wash his hair.. Yeah stupid ear problems.. oh well thank goodness for ear tubes and modern medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NFn5ctYI/AAAAAAAABMo/hF938-JhFpM/s1600-h/IMG_2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NFn5ctYI/AAAAAAAABMo/hF938-JhFpM/s320/IMG_2258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354020291018012034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NFMP9VjI/AAAAAAAABMg/4N8gCS7mNt0/s1600-h/IMG_2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NFMP9VjI/AAAAAAAABMg/4N8gCS7mNt0/s320/IMG_2307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354020283596232242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NE1mdu0I/AAAAAAAABMY/gOUeKWGGA6s/s1600-h/IMG_2284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NE1mdu0I/AAAAAAAABMY/gOUeKWGGA6s/s320/IMG_2284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354020277516614466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MIZMTAxI/AAAAAAAABMQ/th5LC6cdiOo/s1600-h/IMG_2296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MIZMTAxI/AAAAAAAABMQ/th5LC6cdiOo/s320/IMG_2296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019239098516242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MIMIMEeI/AAAAAAAABMI/ItWcxEHB4ak/s1600-h/IMG_2263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MIMIMEeI/AAAAAAAABMI/ItWcxEHB4ak/s320/IMG_2263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019235591623138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHwRJvAI/AAAAAAAABMA/oM9ehJjKBJk/s1600-h/IMG_2261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHwRJvAI/AAAAAAAABMA/oM9ehJjKBJk/s320/IMG_2261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019228113026050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHsyJ-DI/AAAAAAAABL4/6PBFGSbxD4Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHsyJ-DI/AAAAAAAABL4/6PBFGSbxD4Q/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019227177711666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHZCYCxI/AAAAAAAABLw/2cGELmJuQgM/s1600-h/IMG_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1MHZCYCxI/AAAAAAAABLw/2cGELmJuQgM/s320/IMG_2256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019221877033746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NSvV9J7I/AAAAAAAABMw/bk59s1C83Wg/s1600-h/IMG_2260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sk1NSvV9J7I/AAAAAAAABMw/bk59s1C83Wg/s320/IMG_2260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354020516354926514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*His favorite part of the trip. There is a steering wheel that changes the skin of a dinosaur to match its surrounding environment. He was in heaven thought he was driving! I swear all this kid eats, drinks and sleeps is CARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to the UTa LAke BOat ShOw with some other friends the Rutherfords. We got to make fish hats, play some games, ride in a wagon and such. I was a little dissapointed that they closed some booths down 1 hour early to closing of the show. There were alot of people there. The kids wanted to fish but the line was sooooo long and I wouldn't have minded going on a canoe ride but... again the lines! It was fun what we got to do but I think we will skip it next year. Oh AND they ran out of food so we were starving when we arrived home at 3ish. It was FREE though so what can I expect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1tpT-nKI/AAAAAAAABNY/K1r2-uAdvtY/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1tpT-nKI/AAAAAAAABNY/K1r2-uAdvtY/s320/IMG_2487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355964915150396578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1tpT-nKI/AAAAAAAABNY/K1r2-uAdvtY/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1tU3KqeI/AAAAAAAABNQ/10wHUC7sOkU/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1tU3KqeI/AAAAAAAABNQ/10wHUC7sOkU/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355964909660842466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1sy0CH3I/AAAAAAAABNI/2lRmuXsbn7s/s1600-h/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1sy0CH3I/AAAAAAAABNI/2lRmuXsbn7s/s320/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355964900520894322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1r8m6S3I/AAAAAAAABM4/sMphXoldmrg/s1600-h/IMG_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ1r8m6S3I/AAAAAAAABM4/sMphXoldmrg/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355964885970340722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Rykers hat, he HAD to have it at the Dino Musuem but he loves it and wears it everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;One Sunday mom Innes called to cancelled dinner and told us of illness in the home. I had already made a large dessert and had a salad so we invited Jen and Gary over for dinner after church. We had such a great time eating yummy food, and playing Metallic guitar hero. Thanks for coming on such short notice guys! It was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Orem Summerfest was fun we like to call it the Orem Stupidfest (we learned that from friends that work for the city) because of the stupid things people do, say, wear ... you get my point.   At the park there are real rides, (if you can call them that they are rickety, old and scare me to death) booths, entertainment, a helicopter fly in, and more! We took the kids and they had a blast on Friday. We had to leave early with plans to return on Saturday to spend our 10 tickets but the carnival got rained out.  It was amazing the thunderstorm we had that day. The water was racing up the roads and driveways! Jim was coming home from flying and there were chairs (that people had set up for the parade) and flags flying into the road into his car INTENSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ61ATAc-I/AAAAAAAABNo/NbCDZWbsCrA/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ61ATAc-I/AAAAAAAABNo/NbCDZWbsCrA/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355970539137561570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ632dfRhI/AAAAAAAABOA/ZHtCZAVKJtc/s1600-h/IMG_2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ632dfRhI/AAAAAAAABOA/ZHtCZAVKJtc/s320/IMG_2574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355970588036777490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ64Qv7wsI/AAAAAAAABOM/elfhjGDiM58/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ64Qv7wsI/AAAAAAAABOM/elfhjGDiM58/s320/IMG_2545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355970595093463746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ61kRR5yI/AAAAAAAABN0/-8-TpSfJadc/s1600-h/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ61kRR5yI/AAAAAAAABN0/-8-TpSfJadc/s320/IMG_2568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355970548793992994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ60liWcbI/AAAAAAAABNg/mFxaRT_DkEA/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlQ60liWcbI/AAAAAAAABNg/mFxaRT_DkEA/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355970531954160050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCK_zhU7I/AAAAAAAABOY/I3678v-P05Y/s1600-h/IMG_2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCK_zhU7I/AAAAAAAABOY/I3678v-P05Y/s320/IMG_2550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355978613544014770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;*PS reason we left early on Friday was to meet up with Annaca and Aubrey my first year college roomies and their families at a park to play and catch up. I was soo excited to see them. I love those girls.!!! We have AweSOMe memories together and went through some great trials. It was soo good to see them. The following day they were running the Utah Valley Marathon( I wish ...sorta) and we were suppose to do lunch afterwards but they cancelled not feeling up to it and I TOTALLY understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCMc9EIYI/AAAAAAAABO4/wkzPWXxD7-A/s1600-h/IMG_7243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCMc9EIYI/AAAAAAAABO4/wkzPWXxD7-A/s320/IMG_7243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355978638548541826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCLXhB-xI/AAAAAAAABOo/8GGz_QQt-9g/s1600-h/IMG_7137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCLXhB-xI/AAAAAAAABOo/8GGz_QQt-9g/s320/IMG_7137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355978619908913938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCL-979pI/AAAAAAAABOw/9L0lDuIktaw/s1600-h/IMG_7143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCL-979pI/AAAAAAAABOw/9L0lDuIktaw/s320/IMG_7143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355978630499137170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCLEkS0AI/AAAAAAAABOg/NvXI4qbc0L4/s1600-h/IMG_7139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlRCLEkS0AI/AAAAAAAABOg/NvXI4qbc0L4/s320/IMG_7139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355978614822326274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H0wever, we weathered the storm and later that night it calmed down in time for a fun BBQ at at Jen and Garys house. GREAT FOOD and FRIENDS!!!  Our kids play well with theirs, Kya and Brennon and other kids. Gary makes awesome steaks so we ate, gorged, chatted and we watched the parade. It was a good time however it made me grateful for the Lehi Parade. It's just a great parade with the miniature floats they are soo cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;irls Camp was alot of fun! It was alot of work getting it all planned and we were just going as a ward. We headed South to Manti and Mt Pleasant. The adventure started with breakfast at the church at 6AM. I volunteered to cook crepes for the girls. Jen Tippets helped me at last minute. Lets just say I was tired the first day with only getting 45 mins of sleep good thing I wasn't driving. So we went to the beautiful Manti temple to perform baptisms for the dead. I lost my recommend and so I stayed out with the other girls that weren't participating. I was sad as I haven't been in that temple but I did get to take a nice nap in the waiting house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Girl camp was great! The first 2 days we had a lot of harsh rain and even hail. It was so bad we moved into the cabin that we were using the first night. It was nice to be warm. We just weren't prepared for that wet weather and many of the girls, including mine, feet were soaking wet and soo cold. Jim sent me up boots the next day thank goodness! LOOOOVE HIM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;So I was the craft person for camp and we made some fun stuff. We made magnet boards with lil stands and the girls use them to put post-it notes on for their secret sisters. WE also made the clear jewel magnets to go with. We made Fathers Day cards and my favorite was we did freezer paper painting on shirts. These girls are soo creative and soo fun! Alot of them free handed the most beautiful artwork or funny sayings onto their shirts. It was my all time favorite craft. The crafts were ALOT of prep work and such but I was soo excited to see them all turn out. The weather turned up for us and we enjoyed the Manti pageant, some great service projects at the cabin and the lot we were on and more! It was all in all a good ward bonding experience no schedule, no stake activities, just relaxing and enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I love my calling it's been soo much fun to learn and take in all I can from these awesome girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlfcE375ZDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Mj4h32lajqM/s1600-h/manti+temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlfcE375ZDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Mj4h32lajqM/s320/manti+temp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356992258073257010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;what a pretty site?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa06n7UeI/AAAAAAAABPo/5D25BENNtgY/s1600-h/allyw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa06n7UeI/AAAAAAAABPo/5D25BENNtgY/s320/allyw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990884405268962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;all the YW after baptisms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa18F4WHI/AAAAAAAABQI/VmDq_qPcucU/s1600-h/waiting+out+the+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa18F4WHI/AAAAAAAABQI/VmDq_qPcucU/s320/waiting+out+the+rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990901979207794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;waiting out the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1FTobtI/AAAAAAAABPw/a_su0OTsoIo/s1600-h/beehive+tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1FTobtI/AAAAAAAABPw/a_su0OTsoIo/s320/beehive+tent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990887272935122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;the beehive tent was soo cute all made up then it flooded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1udUvKI/AAAAAAAABQA/JWN9QxBo0uA/s1600-h/tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1udUvKI/AAAAAAAABQA/JWN9QxBo0uA/s320/tent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990898319441058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Blu and I tried to set up and old fashioned tent and just when we got it figured out... he ripped a hole in it. It's a good thing we didn't need it huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1cF3XyI/AAAAAAAABP4/GW_8dhu_eA8/s1600-h/craft+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Slfa1cF3XyI/AAAAAAAABP4/GW_8dhu_eA8/s320/craft+time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990893389209378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Doing Crafts... don't laugh at my hat it's too high I know I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next week Jim  was suppose to go to scout camp from M-W and be a leader for his deacons. He was excited HOWEVER on Sunday morning he woke with the flu and wasn't allowed to go. He was soo sad and has been stressing out over the scouting part of his calling forever now. He was excited to go and see it all in action, have the work be done and just enjoy time with his boys but that didn't happy. BUT he got lots of work done for us. We got to spend some time together. I got to take him out to dinner, since he didn't get a Fathers Day Dinner, to Tepanyaki Steakhouse one of our favs.  It was sooo yummy! AND on Thur-Sat he got to go to a LOGAN HELICOPTER FUNFLY. He really needed that break and flying and bs'ing with the budddies is a great break for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlffpcGcKmI/AAAAAAAABQg/d_VGHJTbpg4/s1600-h/IMG_8044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlffpcGcKmI/AAAAAAAABQg/d_VGHJTbpg4/s320/IMG_8044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356996184791329378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlffpGtpLrI/AAAAAAAABQY/emyzNK-ZMzY/s1600-h/IMG_8177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlffpGtpLrI/AAAAAAAABQY/emyzNK-ZMzY/s320/IMG_8177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356996179050180274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to survive without Jim. It was hard. I gained more respect for my single mom friends out there. While he was gone I went to Youth Conference, Lehi Parade and Family Fun Day, started some home projects, tried to sleep, didn't happen, slept at moms house, and just was a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Youth Conference out at Camp Williams on Friday thanks for my sis in law AMy for watching the kiddos. She is such a great aunt, took them to McDs, and swam outside LOVE IT!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At youth conference I got the chance to repel down a 45 ft wall and 45 ft free side! It was soo fun and scary. We also were fed well and got to participate in some other leadership action courses where we had to use certain equipment to complete a mission. That evening I enjoyed learning how to and MAKING A HUGE FOOL OUT OF MYSELF while doing so a game of outside volleyball. It was all in all a good time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Afterwards I flew home to Lehi. (it will always be home) to watch the parade with my kiddos. They got soo much candy it was great! We enjoyed setting with the Humes they are the best Auntie and Uncle I have and their girls are like nieces not cuzzins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*  I have this thing about cheerleaders and flag girls though. I don' t really want Jo to ever be one but my Uncle Brett was being a punk about it all. He was saying things like "Hey JO doesn't that look fun, why don't you go out there and cheer with them. Aren't their dresses so cute? You want to be a cheerleader huh?" silly uncle brett&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Parade I took my  kiddos up to see my mom and dad. I haven' t seen them in a few weeks as mom has been at girls camp ad youth conference too HOWEVER my AWESOME dad took 2 days off work to have my kids while I went to Girls CAMP. They were good for him too!! YEAH!! LOve you DADDY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUS63WdwI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZPZ6ACHinJc/s1600-h/Photo011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUS63WdwI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZPZ6ACHinJc/s320/Photo011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561490819577602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUSmDepwI/AAAAAAAABPA/AavPiQLvgQ4/s1600-h/Photo010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUSmDepwI/AAAAAAAABPA/AavPiQLvgQ4/s320/Photo010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561485233301250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY... we went to see gpa and gma herbert and played. They ordered pizza and we even slept over. It was a good time to sit and chat with my mom while the kids entertained themselves, or g'pa entertained them. I had alot to tell mom and miss those chats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning I worked out on the treadmill. HATE THOSE THINGS!!! and then we all went to the Parade again. It was 2 hours long, hot and muggy, BUT soo cute! And we sat with the Humes again so that was fun for mom to chat with her sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUTIAasTI/AAAAAAAABPQ/fSolut14mKQ/s1600-h/Photo012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUTIAasTI/AAAAAAAABPQ/fSolut14mKQ/s320/Photo012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561494347264306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUT8O0-OI/AAAAAAAABPg/kQRwDTOBBVI/s1600-h/Photo019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUT8O0-OI/AAAAAAAABPg/kQRwDTOBBVI/s320/Photo019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561508366350562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUTSV1hjI/AAAAAAAABPY/6L5WwLp2KWY/s1600-h/Photo015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SlZUTSV1hjI/AAAAAAAABPY/6L5WwLp2KWY/s320/Photo015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561497121457714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;After the Parade I tried to be Worlds Best MOM and take my kids to FAmily Fun Day at the park. It was soo hard. Ryker was a whiner butt the whole time and would just randomly run off. So when I saw Shelby Humes, Aunt Shelli, Sis In LAw Staci and Baby MaCade I was soo relieved. Shelbs took JO on hte big inflatable toys, which were only like .25-.50 each CHEAP LOVE IT! and I took Ryker on the train, to the petting zoo and stuff. It was soo hot and crazy and by the time we headed home about 3ish Ryker was very mean. He was throwin all sorts of crazy fits and before we even got to PG he was out in the car THANK GOODNESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JIm arrived home that night! It was soooo good to see him. I missed him a ton. I miss him more when he leaves me then when I leave him. I think this is because when I leave I am usually sooo busy doing stuff that I don't have as much time to sit and think. BUT when he leaves me the night is much longer and the bed is empty and you know I miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope he knows how much I love and adore him. He really does do a TON for our lil family. I am a spoiled BRAT and he keeps me HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW that was alot of news huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-4853815230414469300?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4853815230414469300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4853815230414469300' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4853815230414469300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4853815230414469300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-alive-and-kickin.html' title='WE are alive and kickin!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/S8KQSHnEZ7I/AAAAAAAABT0/JBwVMg79HZM/s72-c/jimandles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8326653375855874334</id><published>2009-07-02T00:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:30:13.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dentist trip and funny things jo says</title><content type='html'>Some more funny Joisms&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we have been prepping Jo lately for a change in dentist. We have been going to one that Alyssha our cousin  assists at and it's been nice.  Now, Jo has been referred to a pediatric dentist because 1- she was scared and wouldn't let the dentist even "count" her teeth and 2-lots of work to do!!! Too much sugar combined with Herbert teeth not a good combo there. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So her new dentist Mountainland Pediatric is in Lehi next to Dr. Brown. Now I personally haven't been to see Brown ever but many people I know have and word is he is mean and grouchy and has done lots of unnecessary work. So we point at this place where the "mean" dentist works and it happens to be in the same building as Mtld. So obvoiusly she was scared. She kept saying which one is the mean dentist? Am I going to him? We kept assuring her no she was going to a kid dentist and he is nice and that Ali in the ward goes to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kicker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why is he mean?  does he just pull all your teeth out so you can't eat?"  :) where she got that I dunno but soo funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She cut her leg on something at my moms. While my dad was helping her get a band-aid, I was eating bless his heart LOVE HIM!, he said "I am glad we didn't have to cut your leg off" She said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"me too it's my favorite leg" she then went on to say "because it has my lil black dot" aka mole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love it! We did go for the dental consultation yesterday. She needs lots of work done! We have since minimized her sugar intake but most of her cavities are between teeth so I have to be a better mom and floss her teeth. She has like 8 cavities but the visit went well. She loved it! She loved the dentist. He talked to her lots, told her what he was doing while doing it, shook her hand, gave her a prize. She loved the "nice" dentist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking this is a good thing. NOT that the other dentist was bad at all. It could have just been b/c the appt was at 6pm as she was in ALOT of pain so they squeezed her in. They have been really good too us.  I just wanted someone who specialized with kids and did sedation if needed. However, AFTER talking to her and the dentist we have decided to just try to do the work with the gas only. Her last work was nothing but numbing and the shot and she did great that time only cried a little. The no drugs will save us $300, some major mula and I won't be freaking out the whole time she is under. That is just scary to put your 5 yr old under right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-8326653375855874334?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8326653375855874334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8326653375855874334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8326653375855874334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8326653375855874334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/07/dentist-trip-and-funny-things-jo-says.html' title='dentist trip and funny things jo says'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8287155235039581587</id><published>2009-06-25T22:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:38:48.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are 2 Qt!</title><content type='html'>I don't think I will ever catch up on with all the fun stuff we have did this summer so far. We have been busy enjoying the sun, rain, friends and more! Soon I will do a photo log of all our outings and such. HOWEVER here are some funny things Jo has said lately&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day "she said I am glad I am human because I can do stuff and have friends, animals don't get to do stuff"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.. watching HeMan.. "mom you know heman is 2 people, I wish he was like 180 people" random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me yelling at my MacBook...."Mom we don't say stupid that is not a nice word, don't worry I won't tell dad!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-8287155235039581587?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8287155235039581587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8287155235039581587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8287155235039581587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8287155235039581587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/06/kids-are-2-qt.html' title='Kids are 2 Qt!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8503126139079191527</id><published>2009-06-21T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:19:06.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dads Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sj8FLRu8hgI/AAAAAAAABLo/lq22USJqTrQ/s1600-h/jim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sj8FLRu8hgI/AAAAAAAABLo/lq22USJqTrQ/s320/jim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350000573636445698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is a SAD day.. It's Fathers Day 2009 and Jim is pretty sick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got Guitar Hero Metallica for Fathers Day along time ago and hasn't even got to play it today.  :( I love that he is such a big kid! He loves toys, and has a hard time waiting to open his gifts and HE has to have a new toy every time we go to the store. :) SOO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been at girls camp all week long and am still exhausted so I am a crappy wife today. He didn't get breakfast in bed because, 1- he wakes up earlier than me and had already had a slim fast, and 2- he was worshipping the porcelain god when I FINALLY awoke.  I didn't get him a cookie @ church because I was too late getting to the people since I had a potty break. sorry :(  I will make it up to you I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has had a hard week and he even had to miss BBQ steaks at his mom house tonight. He is still a trooper though. HE  is a really good dad. When I stay home I tend to worry about being a mom and wife too much with the cleaning, cooking, working... ANd when he is home with the kids he PLAYS and PLAYs and PLays some more!  I LOVE IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now he was suppose to leave for scout camp tomorrow and was really looking forward to it but now because he is sick he has to stay home. He is heart broken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is tough though and not a whiner. He will get better and I hope sooner than later.  If he is not better he will also miss his Helicopter Fun Fly in Logan this weekend. That would be a shame since we had to miss St George one in April and he lives for them.  I hope he gets better. He deserves this break. He now has 3 jobs, and works soo hard for us and our family. We don't go without and are doing fine and it's all because of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Jim you are a great hubby and father. I mean what father plays barbies with his little girl and likes it or at least pretends  to? There may be some out there but I don't know many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang took some pics of him for a head shot for one of his jobs  a few weeks ago. They are taken in front of his NOVA that is sadly rotting away in his parents drive way. It was a young boy project that he accomplished. It's a good car but needs some work. If we had some extra dough and a place to store it I am sure he would make it even better than it was. He always does good at setting a goal and getting it done. Anyway Ang is an awesome photographer and we really appreciated this quick shoot she did for us. Sorry for stealing the photo from your blog ang... I just was on the wrong computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** I also have to say I LOVE both my other dads too. I am so blessed to have them in my life. My dad, AKA Gpa Mike, took time off work to watch the kiddos last week so I could go to girls camp. The kids were good for him and he even took them to McDs. He loves the grandkids and is such an awesome grandpa. He also makes me great things for my house and kids and is always willing to help out. I love you DAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am blessed  to have such an awesome Father in Law. Gpa Jim is the bomb! His dry sense of humor just kills me.  :) He is soo good with my kids and makes us all feel so special. He lives the gospel to the fullest and is a great example of patience and unconditional love.  He really knows how to make someone smile and even though I hate sports, and watching them, being with him at this time brings a smile to me face. He is sooo funny! I lOVE his energy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so very blessed to still have a grandpa alive. My grandpa Herbert is a great old man! He became blind from a mining accident when my dad was a teen so he hasn't ever seen me but I know he knows who I am. He is a great conversationalist and really helps one to define who they are. He doesn't let the little things in life bug him and is an incredible person, nonjudgmental and so caring. He is a lawn mower mechanic,  fixes cars, raises some animals, fixes his own meals, and all by the sense of touch. He inspires me to not let the handicaps in life slow us down. He is a hard worker and I admire his ambition in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-8503126139079191527?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8503126139079191527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8503126139079191527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8503126139079191527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8503126139079191527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-dads-da.html' title='Happy Dads Day 2009'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sj8FLRu8hgI/AAAAAAAABLo/lq22USJqTrQ/s72-c/jim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-6283099406309898695</id><published>2009-06-12T02:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:33:39.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Preschool Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 9px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-94.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286744890516&amp;amp;site=widget-94.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286744890516&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-94.slide.com/p1/1369094286744890516/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286744890516&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-94.slide.com/p2/1369094286744890516/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286744890516&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-94.slide.com/p4/1369094286744890516/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-6283099406309898695?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/6283099406309898695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=6283099406309898695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6283099406309898695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6283099406309898695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-first-preschool-graduate.html' title='Our First Preschool Graduate'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1775817907843516668</id><published>2009-06-08T21:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:12:15.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools Out for Summer</title><content type='html'>-What a fun summer we have been having and it all started off with- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Jo graduated from Orem Preschool Elementary on May 28th at 10AM. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*It was really great! She wore the cutest lil graduation gown and cap that they made in class from a tshirt and paint. They sang some really cute songs, were presented their diplomas (which were compiled of a book she has been making of the ABCs all year called Ants on An Apple!) They showed a slideshow which was soo fun to see what she had been doing all year. Then they broke a class made pinata and ate some cake and punch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The pinata was suppose to be a fire breathing dragon but it looked more like a duck and JO agreed. She said they go to make it in their class and the morning class got to paint it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*We were blessed to have our Grandpa Herbert, Grandma Innes, and Dad there.  The whole time Ryker was talking to my Dad ^about going for a ride in his blue truck. It was was driving me nuts though and I am sure Grandpa too. Ryker  literally would not be quiet about the truck... until JO came out and started to sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*It was soo cute to watch her and her classmates strut their stuff. I am MAD at myself for not having the video camera. They sang the "Stranger Song" the Alaphardy ABCS ( to the jeopardy theme) and "a tootie tatta" song. The expressions on some of the kids faces were to die for. some said "This is so lame with the eye rolling and all"  "Why do I have to do this" "Is it over yet?" and then there were those that had a great time and really got into it and they were FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*JO was one of the kids that did very well. She wasn't shy at the least.. SHE must be My kid? I am thinking of putting her in a dance class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*As they were presented her diploma their answers were read to a previous interviews with their teachers "What are you gonna do now that you have graduated preschool?' There were answers like *go to the pool,  *go to the park, *play with friends, *go to Disneyland, and then one boy said *get married  and go to college. Later I found out he really said "Get married to Jo and then go to college" :)! Jo loves the boys and they seemed to like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*WE are so grateful we found that preschool and that we could afford it, work out Jims work schedule so he could pick her up and all sorts!! This school was so good for Jo. They helped her so much and she grew in so many ways. She learned to share better, take turns, be happy with what she got and her speech is MUCH better! She has awesome teaches and aides that we will never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Later that day we went to go to the Dinosaur Museum  at Thanksgiving Point in Lehi but we couldn't find a friend to go with us so we then decided to try out the Childrens Garden there, but the water exhibit was closed so... we went to my mom and dads house and played on the swings, had some cookies, rode bikes, played with baby Macade and of course played in the truck. It was a good day!  &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/6054056822002819291-1775817907843516668?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1775817907843516668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1775817907843516668' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1775817907843516668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1775817907843516668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='Schools Out for Summer'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3654303795943083388</id><published>2009-05-31T01:29:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:53:42.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our happenings in photos!!  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Clickety to Biggify'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SiJFB9zqkHI/AAAAAAAABLY/PEa48ZRnuUg/s72-c/kangaroozoo+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7416781356814668204</id><published>2009-05-20T17:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:24:14.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ok I know this isn't pics but it IS important</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 140%; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://holdingthesun.blogspot.com/2009/04/help-4-h-out-with-2-minutes-of-your.html" style="display: block; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;Help 4-H out with 2 minutes of your time...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;As many of you know, 4-H (the job I LOVE) has been earning much needed funding through the Albertson’s Community Partners Program. WE need your help to continue earning funds! All you have to do is link your Preferred Savings card to 4-H by going to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.albertson.com/cp/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you will need is your preferred saving card number, your phone number and the organization number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah County 4-H # 49000118401&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please link and tell your friends and family. We earn back 4% of your shopping dollars for every purchase you make. If you need help let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;(stolen from my bosses blog but I totally support it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-7416781356814668204?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7416781356814668204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7416781356814668204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7416781356814668204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7416781356814668204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-i-know-this-isnt-pics-but-it-is.html' title='ok I know this isn&apos;t pics but it IS important'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2318224181193047317</id><published>2009-05-13T00:30:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:32:27.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping for Joy!! Long Post &amp; pics to come</title><content type='html'>Our weekend started off with my t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rying to coax Jim into going to a 90 min presentation &lt;/span&gt;about a travel company &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to get a free trip. &lt;/span&gt;Well he looked up the reviews and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many people&lt;/span&gt; had said the taxes and fees you were to pay were really high, and they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were there for 3 hours!!&lt;/span&gt; So needless to say with that not starting till 7:45PM in SLC we decided to not go we had better things to do with 3 hours of free time. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course on Monday I got a phone call wondering why I hadn't gone. I told them why, they weren't happy, told me I was "misinformed" and was missing out! YADA YADA YADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOo..... Jim and I planned a date to the temple instead but first we had to go do something for for Rykers bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE kept JO home from school, hey she is only in pre school I can do that right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Kangaroo Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is a place in Lindon with tons of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HUGE inflatable slides, jumpers, obstacle courses and more!!!&lt;/span&gt; We stayed for about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours &lt;/span&gt;and had a good time. Jo made some cute friends and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to say I enjoyed myself a little too much. Ryker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;well he got little tired, and hungry and I have to admit it was more fun for JO and I. :)&lt;/span&gt; I felt guilty because they don't charge parents for watching, I didn't say I was going to watch, but anyway... I took a few turns on the big slides with my kids! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can't wait to go back or maybe I can't :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I even got Ryker to let me keep his faux hawk. He hated it and kept saying "make it down, make it down!" but I just changed the subject hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After we jumped bumped and slid we asked Ryker what he wanted for lunch. He said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"chicken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we went to the Wingshack in AF. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was soo good and Ryker ate it up.&lt;/span&gt; We had terriyaki and mild wings. Ryker loved the terriyaki and fries. JO .. not so much.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Funny thing about Ryker he loves hot stuff we took him to Wingers awhile back and he insisting on trying the wings so we let him. Now JO at this age cried and fanned her mouth, "Hot HOt HOT".. she would say.. RYKER noooo... he loved them. "MORE MORE MORE" he would say!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;After lunch JO insisted I get back to her school in time to pick up here mothers day present&lt;/span&gt; so we shot back to 5 mins before the bell rang got the stuff and got out of there before traffic. WAHOO!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;O gave me a cute little card and a flower she had planted in a plantable? cup. It's a MARIGOLD  and I can't wait to plant it in a pot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;M-Mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;A- Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;R-Really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I-Ingenious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;G-Gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;O-Optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;L-Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;D-Divine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So CUTE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my dad was already in Orem about 5ish so he came and go the kids and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim and I were off to the temple. WE had a great time. WE did sealings for the dead. &lt;/span&gt;What a great experience it was to help the dead receive the crowning ordinance, to be with their spouses and some family forever. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh how I LOVE this gospel! I can't imagine not being able to live with my family for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then headed to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Costco &lt;/span&gt;to get some much needed stuff for the holidays ahead. After our purchases we indulged in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;GROSSEST crappiest but CHEAPESt meal ever.&lt;/span&gt; WE had the polish sausage and drink combo for 1.5o and a chocolate yogurt. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAVE you ever eaten something too disgusting that later you thought, that was soo not worth the calories, guilt, crap it put in my body even if it was cheap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well there you have it! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;t was that gross... NEVER again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY WOW A VERY busy day it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; got Ryker up! He is 3!! Wow I said Happy Birthday to him and he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*"No I am SOO BIG...Firetruck?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up early, made breakfast, baked a cake, made home made cards, prepped lettuce for a Sunday salad, got Ryker ready (Jo stayed at Gmas), headed to the store to get more stuff, then off to to a BBQ at the heli field for Jims club only 40 mins late. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is why we give me dessert heheh I am ALWAYS running late. &lt;/span&gt;We ate food. I had a good time visiting with other wives and kids. Then we tried to sing to Ryker but he was like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we ate his awesome huge 2lb COSTCO cup cakes or "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dumpcakes"&lt;/span&gt; as Ryker called them :) and hung out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ims good friend Mike was so sweet and got Ryker a "Shake N Go" Tow Mater for his birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; HE LOVED IT!!! He wouldn't put it down. We are so thankful to have Mike and his family in our lives. He is a good guy that would just give the shirt off his back to anyone in need. He even gave a heli away to a kid expecting payment within and few month, hasn't received payment and still is nice to him. His wife GAVE me her smaller Cricut just because she got the bigger one! So sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so on to the surprise that JO had to tell Ryker about earlier in the week, a real life &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;firetruck&lt;/span&gt;. Jims other flying buddy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan is a Orem city Fire Captain&lt;/span&gt; and he arranged for the red fire truck to come. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;yker didn't know what to think at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scared &lt;/span&gt;and kept telling the guys to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"go back to work.&lt;/span&gt;" He would not even get in, try on gear, hold the water hose, nothing. He wouldn't let me get in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;NOOOOO it's his fire truck and they go back to work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he would say. Well for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 30 mins &lt;/span&gt;while the fireman ate some food &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we tried&lt;/span&gt; to get him in to take a ride at least. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;im finally put his mater in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;there and told him he was going for a ride and wasn't scared. Then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we were off&lt;/span&gt; we had a great time and Ryker still says &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"I got tooo wide in a FIWE TRUCK and it was soooo pun, the man put on the wights and the whooo whooo!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well worth the coaxing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I ran to get JO at a birthday party in AF,  picked up Jim and we were off to Goshen, 45mins south, for a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Ryker/Mothers Day Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; My family had gone earlier in the day to do some service and stuff but I had prior engagements and wasn't able to attend :( I was there in spirit though..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;o we had a dinner BBQ, don't worry I brought steaks to the Heli club one because I knew we would be having burgers and dogs!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and it was tasty all of it. While the burgers were cooking I hurried and slapped and I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mean SLAPPED Rykers cake together.&lt;/span&gt; It wasn't as cute as I had planned but it worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it came to time to blow out candles, he made Jim do it&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He doesn't like fire I guess,,,, only fire trucks :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are sooo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for everyone who s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hared this day with us, &lt;/span&gt;for the presents, and fun times. We had Cort and Dan, Dig N Stacee, Mom n DAD Herbert, and my Herbert Grandparents and Aunt Dana who was soo gracious to give JO a small gift because she was sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT was good times especially when my sister Cortney got chased by a turkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to the moms day presents you see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ave been working on this book for my mom for about 1.5 months now. It has been a lot of work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I did it through Shutterfly and was extremely impressed.  I wanted to do more digital scrapbooking for the pages but I had a deadline to meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the hours and late nights and stressing all paid off!&lt;/span&gt; Seeing my moms face as she opened it and as she went through commenting was such a great moment! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I love you MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what a legacy you will leave.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Funny Note"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*So when I made this book I had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"All because two people fell in love"&lt;/span&gt; on the title page with a pic of mom and dad. Well unbeknownst to me the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; "love" &lt;/span&gt;got cut off  and so it said "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;all because two people fell in.&lt;/span&gt;.." While funny and even hilarious with some people wanting me to keep it I had to add a LOVE rhinestone sticker.  Thats just the perfectionist in me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I also gave my new nephew &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Macade William Herbert&lt;/span&gt; who is just 9 months old the name &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macade Blair Herbert... oops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At least it's the same person right? heheh William Blair Herbert is my grandpa who I love and adore, but it was funny Sorry Stacee AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was Church. Jim was great to give me a nice breakfast in bed, let me sleep in as he always does on Sundays :) and some cute cards. We then had to roll with it to get ready for church. I gave a lesson about covenants and ordinances and thought it went really well. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like the girls are soo bored just sitting there even if I get them to talk or they think I am such a scatter brain because I OVER prepare and then can't remember where I found this quote, or lose my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church we took a few pics, and flew to the Innes' house. There we had a lasagna dinner with all the fixins, colored, vegged opened gifts and hung out. Then we headed up to my moms to say hi and bye.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT A WEEKEND EH? Whats Up for the NEXT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-2318224181193047317?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2318224181193047317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2318224181193047317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2318224181193047317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2318224181193047317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/05/jumping-for-joy.html' title='Jumping for Joy!! Long Post &amp; pics to come'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4348961832502338099</id><published>2009-05-07T00:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:05:44.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings!!!</title><content type='html'>What have I been up too.. &lt;div&gt;The retreat was a good time last week and much needed as I had a busy work week ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working out on my air climber 30 mins a day and then working out on the wii fit running, boxing, stepping, hula hooping, catching fish :).... to make an hour or 1.5. a day.  At the retreat I tried to run outside for the first time, well let's just say, I was hacking up flem all day and night after that and sounded like I was a smoker... but it was still a good run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The retreat was sooo fun! We relaxed, ate lots of, good and not so good for you, food ... scrap-booked, sewed, watched movies, talked and just had an awesome time. I am sooooooo grateful Jim took time off work and let me go!!! HAPPY MOMS DAY TO ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also soooo thankful for those that took all the time in arranging it! We stayed at a beautiful modern home in Heber that had all the amenities you needed for a stay away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been busy as the end of the year is near. School gets out in 22 days that is just NUTS!! then on to a fun filled exciting summer!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of my 4-H kids involved in an awesome service project. We made tiaras, wands and bookmarks for the kids in the children's unit at our local IHC hospital UVRMC. It was fun to see what creative and not so creative kids I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDqpcRmjI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dw_ibFq2R5Y/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDqpcRmjI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dw_ibFq2R5Y/s320/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332969677462280754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDrXVt-FI/AAAAAAAABJ8/2S7MEQCHRns/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDrXVt-FI/AAAAAAAABJ8/2S7MEQCHRns/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332969689782810706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDrv0d0QI/AAAAAAAABKE/Oj_pPpUbS5E/s1600-h/IMG_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDrv0d0QI/AAAAAAAABKE/Oj_pPpUbS5E/s320/IMG_2233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332969696354226434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on to PARENT NIGHT...tonight was it! I am officially done with work, I still have red tape to do and some cleaning up but I am done teaching, babysitting, and entertaining middle school kids. DO I seem too happy? YEah..No not really I LOVE My JOB but 'tis time for a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parent Night was a great time!! We had a share fair, volleyball game, and then performance time. My slideshows worked this time, we stayed on schedule, I had good food and the crowd seemed to be pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my job. I know I say it so much but you gotta love a job that when a leader unannounced gets up and puts you in the spotlight, starts crying and says how much she loves and appreciates you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to love a job for when your principal pulls you in his office for a 1 on 1 talk just to express his sincere apology that he couldn't make it to support you tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to love a job that has students who bring sweet lil gifts for you to say goodbye for summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDsPgA5DI/AAAAAAAABKU/CVizGGmOyzM/s320/IMG_2270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332969704858379314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got to love a job that only has me away from my kids from 2:30-5,  4 days a week and the rest is done at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my job because I love to give these kids opportunities that they would not have elsewhere and what a smile it brings to their faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDr8zqZCI/AAAAAAAABKM/jIoVZt6CT5I/s1600-h/IMG_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDr8zqZCI/AAAAAAAABKM/jIoVZt6CT5I/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332969699840517154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful for a job that I love. Life is just too short to do something your despise or hate everyday.. THat is why being a mom is soo great too!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad I have a very supportive hubby who knows when work (both of them) gets stressful to just take over the home front and let me be!!!! I love you Jim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-4348961832502338099?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4348961832502338099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4348961832502338099' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4348961832502338099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4348961832502338099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/05/happenings.html' title='Happenings!!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SgKDqpcRmjI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dw_ibFq2R5Y/s72-c/IMG_2210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2529398024273909002</id><published>2009-04-30T12:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:11:22.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatching Chicks, Sleeping in Cupboards, and a New Heli Field!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it's already almost May!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This means I am almost done with 4-H for the summer! This is a good and bad thing. I love my job but I also love to have a break every once in a while... :) Don't WE All?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not much has been going on in our family lately. Jims Heli Club has been working on their new county field. He is very stoked about having a insured place to fly when he wants, without having to worry about buildings, soccer players, and the new field is in Lehi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of the field. They are ripping out lots of trees and putting down asphalt soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfnuhav6KXI/AAAAAAAABIk/JNMVlYzVcr4/s320/IMG_5715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330553891853052274" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfnuho_xAkI/AAAAAAAABIs/z7ckpJwI5Sw/s320/IMG_5755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330553895677657666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been invited on a Sit N Chat retreat. I will be spending today, tomorrow and part of Saturday in a nice modern home in Heber with some great friends from the ward.  Most of the these great women I get toether with every Thursday night for our weekly get a break night. WE have some good times! I am soo excited to get some projects done and to sit n chat with all of them and eat lots of great food. CALORIES DON'T COUNT THIS WEEKEND!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have all been victims of the dramatic weather changes lately, therefore we have all had our bouts of the cold, sinus' infections, and coughs. WE LOVE LIVING IN UTAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey I guess it could be the SWINE flu right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just some funny pics of the kids recently. Next week, Sat Ryker is turning 3. I can't believe my baby is almost THREE!! Crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"All Tuckered Out!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfn7UzVTeVI/AAAAAAAABJs/G4HkehWgI0s/s1600-h/IMG_2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfn7UzVTeVI/AAAAAAAABJs/G4HkehWgI0s/s320/IMG_2192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330567968765213010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfn7Urv_eHI/AAAAAAAABJk/Hei19z49Oyc/s1600-h/IMG_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sfn7Urv_eHI/AAAAAAAABJk/Hei19z49Oyc/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330567966729664626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker is really into climbing in my bathroom cupboard and pretending to sleep. We EVEN have to sing the night time singing routine starts with "I am A Child of God" then "I love to see the Temple" then "The Wheels on the Bus" and then "Pokey Bear." It's soo cute he sings along to and has to make sure  we do all the actions for the action songs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days after Easter I purchased these Hatch your Own Chick Eggs. JO liked to watch them throughout the "hatching" phase. 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cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnNSYkkI/AAAAAAAABG8/usAYSW6Z80o/s320/IMG_5877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326082277528605250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the 14-16" of snow we got the other day, it sure didn't seem like we have already had Easter, but tis true.&lt;/span&gt; As usual we always plan to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;go out with the Herbert Family and Friends camping for the weekend.&lt;/span&gt; I had to work Friday till late so we decided to go to dinner as a family and come home and watch a movie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; morning we&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;headed out to the West Mts, in Lehi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We met up with family and shortly after the trip turned very bleak. We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;took a few rides on the 4-Wheelers&lt;/span&gt; and got ready to hide easter eggs this is when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the rain came.&lt;/span&gt; The&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;rain never stopped in time to have an Easter Egg hunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are other friends and family that come out ONLY for the hunt and they were saddened by the event.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OUR EASTER EGG HUNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the MTS... is so fun! I has been a tradition for my whole life and more. We are up to like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;600 eggs or something&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Every year we add more it's crazy. The kids don't even NEED Easter Baskets in the morning bc of the hunt. We hide money, change, balls, Wendys and McDs unopened kids meal prizes, PRIZE slips and of course wrapped candy in our eggs. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Its really fun, and especially humorous when we find eggs from the year before while in the hunt, with that many eggs we can't possibly get them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY... so with the crappy muddy yucky rainy weather the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easter Egg hunt was to be postponed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was a bit sad but ok with not trudging through mud with my kids to hunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking of kids..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what a day it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RYKER was sooo whiney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All he wanted is grandpa to hold him, and sometimes would go for me or shelby. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am NOT kidding when I say I was completely warn out when I left, as RYKER cried the WHOLE time nor did I want anymore kid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know what the heck was with him, it was part being really tired but the other I dunno. I didn't even get one game of cards in :( &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; So we headed home just as it got dark and both kids were out before we even hit the dirt road!  AHHH SILENCE!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To JIM and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easter is a day to celebrate and reflect on the Savior Jesus Christ; his life, mission, and his love, and his greatest gift to us all, the Atonement and Resurrection. &lt;/span&gt;We are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;very adamant about our kids knowing and believing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Easter isn't only for Easter Egg Hunts, Cards, Candy and Camping .... sooo .... with that we come home Saturday night from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;campin to spend Easter at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Funny note here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;trying to teach JO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and help her keep in her mind this knowledge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of the Resurrection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; she had some funny moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mom: "Jo what is Easter all about tell Grandma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jo: "It's the day when Jesus came alive again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mom:  "What is the big word that starts with an R, that means coming alive again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jo: "Its the day that Jesus was erected."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giggle Giggle.... we quickly fixed that but RES -URR EC-TED!!! Later she digressed and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"It's the day Jesus was arrested!"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I love kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Easter Morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);  font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ50VJ4zI/AAAAAAAABGk/8ALGfvMATok/s1600-h/IMG_5866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ50VJ4zI/AAAAAAAABGk/8ALGfvMATok/s320/IMG_5866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326080398223598386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ5mBsVAI/AAAAAAAABGc/yQe6wlplq4U/s1600-h/IMG_5854.JPG"&gt;                    &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ5mBsVAI/AAAAAAAABGc/yQe6wlplq4U/s320/IMG_5854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326080394383873026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ5j8e8SI/AAAAAAAABGU/EP3-s45JykI/s1600-h/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ5j8e8SI/AAAAAAAABGU/EP3-s45JykI/s320/IMG_5855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326080393825153314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ6RuUJEI/AAAAAAAABG0/rxaN5Lhh0pk/s1600-h/IMG_5888.JPG"&gt;                        &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ6RuUJEI/AAAAAAAABG0/rxaN5Lhh0pk/s320/IMG_5888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326080406113756226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you think was more excited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ6Tt3OXI/AAAAAAAABGs/34xRqj3pBdM/s1600-h/IMG_5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoJ6Tt3OXI/AAAAAAAABGs/34xRqj3pBdM/s320/IMG_5885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326080406648732018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easter Bunny, who almost didn't come because of bad behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, left a trail of eggs leading to the presents, we brought some home for our kids from camping to hide on our own. Jo had a great time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;finding the 60+ eggs all over the middle floor of our house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while Ryker just wanted to play with his new Doc from Cars, lego car and matchbox car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnW6795I/AAAAAAAABHE/xvQRiumgkc4/s1600-h/IMG_5892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnW6795I/AAAAAAAABHE/xvQRiumgkc4/s320/IMG_5892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326082280114616210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MOM open thiiiiiiis"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnVWMKWI/AAAAAAAABHM/vtRAxG2Y_V4/s1600-h/IMG_5902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnVWMKWI/AAAAAAAABHM/vtRAxG2Y_V4/s320/IMG_5902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326082279692052834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnuZ3jgI/AAAAAAAABHU/bmEgOuia5LM/s1600-h/IMG_5903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnuZ3jgI/AAAAAAAABHU/bmEgOuia5LM/s320/IMG_5903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326082286418365954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnykMylI/AAAAAAAABHc/EJ7SYWi3kxA/s1600-h/IMG_5898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnykMylI/AAAAAAAABHc/EJ7SYWi3kxA/s320/IMG_5898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326082287535442514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Church was very VERY uplifting, fulfilling, inspiring and I am soo glad we went and didn't go back out West with family, all though it was a beautiful sunny day.&lt;/span&gt;  I sang with the choir in our ward and we have a good choir and even a better accompanist. He plays professionally for the Presbyterian church in SLC. He adds so much to our music in choir and sacrament!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YW was awesome! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sis Weber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;did a silent lesson. The lesson parts were typed up and displayed on poster board up on an easel. She would change out the boards as it went on. There were questions to ask yourself, movies to watch, songs to listen too and at the end the post said... " we will now have the closing prayer" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It was soooooo GOOD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't believe how strong the spirit was AND I had never been able to get through a lesson without chitter chatter so that was pleasant too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so after church we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;came home,&lt;/span&gt; hung out, hung out some more, and then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ried to decide what to do for dinner.&lt;/span&gt; We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;usually go to Mom and Dad Innes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a scrumptious Easter feast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2nd year in a row that Mom and Dad Innes have visited other family on Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Last year was sort of an Emergency as we were told the Sat. night before Easter our West.  I quickly shopped, and put together a dinner for us and the 2 sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS YEAR&lt;/span&gt; we knew they were gonna be gone. We planned to have the sisters and Ross and Ang but baby Ali was ill so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it was just us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't want to cook a big ham dinner just for us, and we had the week before... so this was our Easter Dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Dino-Chicken Nuggets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Fries w/ pink sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Grilled Ham and Cheese Sandwhiches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Great HUH? Hey there is ham in there somewhere right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It REALLY was great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;We watch the movie "The City of Ember"  which was very good and kid friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Then we played a little Wii and put our tired Ryker in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SINCE we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't dye eggs out Wes&lt;/span&gt;t we decided we couldn't just not s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;o JO and JIM and I all dyed eggs till late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was soo fun! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jo was really creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and particular about her egg dying. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JIM was a perfectionist and the photograph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of course. He was annoyed the RED was Pink for his stars ans stripes egg :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just dyed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, using all the techniques I learned from 4-H. It was an "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eggxtra&lt;/span&gt;" fun time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5i62wYI/AAAAAAAABH8/9NRqoJeTXck/s1600-h/IMG_5928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5i62wYI/AAAAAAAABH8/9NRqoJeTXck/s320/IMG_5928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326085891108028802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO40LR30I/AAAAAAAABHk/J8XJFEdXhTk/s1600-h/IMG_5909.JPG"&gt;                                    &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO40LR30I/AAAAAAAABHk/J8XJFEdXhTk/s320/IMG_5909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326085878560448322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5QK3_SI/AAAAAAAABH0/xNJf6YpDt5U/s1600-h/IMG_5912.JPG"&gt;                                                                                      &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5QK3_SI/AAAAAAAABH0/xNJf6YpDt5U/s320/IMG_5912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326085886074944802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5EJCXII/AAAAAAAABHs/olcNflw9sMY/s1600-h/IMG_5919.JPG"&gt;                                &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO5EJCXII/AAAAAAAABHs/olcNflw9sMY/s320/IMG_5919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326085882846010498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO55phnNI/AAAAAAAABIE/YV9EMA9cgeI/s1600-h/IMG_5917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoO55phnNI/AAAAAAAABIE/YV9EMA9cgeI/s320/IMG_5917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326085897209355474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoQP6F_iVI/AAAAAAAABIc/eBHZIlVoUko/s1600-h/IMG_5934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoQP6F_iVI/AAAAAAAABIc/eBHZIlVoUko/s320/IMG_5934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326087374797506898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We hope you had a great Easter, we look forward to next years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-9049491602638464587?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/9049491602638464587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=9049491602638464587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9049491602638464587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9049491602638464587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='EASTER 2009!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeoLnNSYkkI/AAAAAAAABG8/usAYSW6Z80o/s72-c/IMG_5877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7434652573480004513</id><published>2009-04-09T11:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:55:55.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our staycation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We didn't get to go to St George for our annual April Fools Fun Fly because everything just kept going wrong and we just weren't meant to go.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe next year?  &lt;/span&gt;JO was very&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;, very&lt;/span&gt; sad, she was looking forward to seeing Sadie and Bizzy and swimming at the hotel pool. PLUS we were bringing along 2 cousins too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to do a little "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;staycation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here with the kids. On Friday we ventured over to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Cabellas &lt;/span&gt;to look at the animals, fish, play a round in the shooting gallery, and eat some lunch. The kids enjoyed feeding the fish and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryker wanted to get into an old truck that was a target in the shooting gallery&lt;/span&gt; or the plane that was hanging from the ceiling near the restaurant... SO funny! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He just loves anything with wheels, skids, and/or wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO67-ArctI/AAAAAAAABEk/UIPnYNnDgXU/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO67-ArctI/AAAAAAAABEk/UIPnYNnDgXU/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324304723902952146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RYKER Went from this to this in about 10 mins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-dIPO01I/AAAAAAAABFU/9wtAnV4jfZg/s1600-h/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-dIPO01I/AAAAAAAABFU/9wtAnV4jfZg/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308592118911826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-csgbB_I/AAAAAAAABFM/AE2TVVCwyHc/s1600-h/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-csgbB_I/AAAAAAAABFM/AE2TVVCwyHc/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308584674822130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-dU1x3nI/AAAAAAAABFc/BGNbhHdIEXM/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308595501817458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-cckUETI/AAAAAAAABFE/olw5_E-g3xI/s1600-h/IMG_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-cckUETI/AAAAAAAABFE/olw5_E-g3xI/s320/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308580396175666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO68m8UJHI/AAAAAAAABE8/AOWourt6Xik/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324304734890501234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO68crKWpI/AAAAAAAABE0/b8gXj774xCk/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO68crKWpI/AAAAAAAABE0/b8gXj774xCk/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324304732134202002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO68J1bYaI/AAAAAAAABEs/gUzytyIHFS4/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324304727076987298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO67qGbFaI/AAAAAAAABEc/skzlS8ae2AY/s1600-h/IMG_2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO67qGbFaI/AAAAAAAABEc/skzlS8ae2AY/s320/IMG_2075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324304718558336418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-dg3ijfI/AAAAAAAABFk/-XebBKUnSro/s1600-h/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO-dg3ijfI/AAAAAAAABFk/-XebBKUnSro/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308598730427890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This reflection at the top of the aquarium was funny because JO said.. "Look mom that fish is swimming upside down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;ry expensive lunch&lt;/span&gt; but it was good. I had my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; first bison burger&lt;/span&gt; and it was delicious! We also got some really good fudge from the county store in Cabellas it was sooooo good. With all the choices to choose from like orange, mint, raspberry, toffee, and so forth I went with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Heavenly Hash"&lt;/span&gt; which tasted like a snickers bar and Jim ... well he picked CHOCOLATE. I thought that was so funny b/c of all the choices he had. It was delicious and I have decided to make it a tradition to have yummy fudge while watching conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5979bpI/AAAAAAAABGM/EEgklZubWAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5979bpI/AAAAAAAABGM/EEgklZubWAQ/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324311286593187474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA47ONl3I/AAAAAAAABFs/DJp7ZUzh5ro/s1600-h/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA47ONl3I/AAAAAAAABFs/DJp7ZUzh5ro/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324311268684568434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5u_JMCI/AAAAAAAABGE/lyBo-YeW1-0/s1600-h/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5u_JMCI/AAAAAAAABGE/lyBo-YeW1-0/s320/IMG_2130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324311282580008994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5J484xI/AAAAAAAABF0/eHDSpIdnL0w/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5J484xI/AAAAAAAABF0/eHDSpIdnL0w/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324311272621925138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5RSNEbI/AAAAAAAABF8/_iouExBtvlM/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SePA5RSNEbI/AAAAAAAABF8/_iouExBtvlM/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324311274606891442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then ventured over to the new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lehi Smiths!&lt;/span&gt; WOW what a store and with 2 kids exceptionally tired what an experience.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yup won't be doing that again any time soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we enjoyed a day of being i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nspired, loved, uplifted and edified by our prophet, apostles, and many other general authorities. &lt;/span&gt;The kids were pretty good during it we had lots to color and of course SUGAR to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday it was time for more conference. When Jo learned we didn't have to go to church too.. She started singing and dancing around her room...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"yeah no church! Weahoo no boring church.&lt;/span&gt;" After laughing at her and then trying to "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talk her into" liking church,&lt;/span&gt; the afternoon session started. I kept thing.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh dear my 5 year old doesn't want to go to church? I can only imagine what the future h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;olds??? :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conference was wonderful, most of the talks really hit home. Why does it always make me soo tired though I always feel exhausted after? I asked Jim he said something like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;well you are staring at a guy in a dark suit for hours, sitting on a couch, wrestling kids to stay quiet,...&lt;/span&gt; I thought. I then asked a friend why it was so hard to stay awake and she said... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cause it is so spiritually exhausting... for the good. I can't agree more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. so we had dinner at the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Innes'.&lt;/span&gt; It was great to see the family and we enjoyed our first for many BBQs of the year! Thanks Ma and Pa it was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday we decided to extend out staycation with a day out for the kids. We went to the Mall and played on the playground, then to lunch at Goodwood, that is always rough for Ryker as he can't sit still, and then to the park. It was a pleasant and well spent afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-7434652573480004513?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7434652573480004513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7434652573480004513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7434652573480004513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7434652573480004513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-staycation-pics-to-come.html' title='Our staycation'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SeO67-ArctI/AAAAAAAABEk/UIPnYNnDgXU/s72-c/IMG_2081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1040573487054545581</id><published>2009-03-27T17:58:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:53:31.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg-xtra Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11Nw14BQI/AAAAAAAABDY/wmAxds9xNTc/s1600-h/IMG_5685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11Nw14BQI/AAAAAAAABDY/wmAxds9xNTc/s320/IMG_5685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318035614304044290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Tis Time for a Post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The ever changing Utah Spring weather has brought a bit of sickness to our home. :( We have had runny noses, allergies, sinus infections and more but all is well. We have been trying to enjoy the sunny weather by playing outside, and with picnics at the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;We are in the 6th week of clubs at school which in turn means my job will shortly come to an end. This will be the first summer that I will not work with 4-H. I am excited, scared, happy and sad all at the same time.  Sad to not being able to work with my students doing the job I love. Scared for the lack of cash and a tighter budget we will have to live on. Happy to be home spending time with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't have to go anywhere if I don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; And excited to do some house and crafty projects that I just don't have time to do!  AND  This summer comes some fun adventures! Girls Camp, Lehi Round Up, Jims Scout Camp, Lava Hot Springs, Lake Mead, Youth Conference and The Trasmundi Reuion in San Diego!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I stick to my couponing and shopping at Buy Low Market for my produce things will be ok! I know if we pay our tithing and limit our extras we will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOOK at all this awesome produce I got for only $36.00!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16oaOx8_I/AAAAAAAABDw/exEWxb7NenI/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041569649095666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16oaOx8_I/AAAAAAAABDw/exEWxb7NenI/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Speaking of Excitement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;After being at UVU for almost 8 years Jim finally got his own office. It is very VERY small but he is still very VERY grateful to have a place of his own. Yeah for feeling special!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;More EGG-citement!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the classes I took at LEADERMETE, the very fun work conference I went to in Brigham City, was egg dying. I got to die eggs with onion skins, tape, rubber bands, oil, &amp;amp; wash cloths! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11Nt6sZVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NNnHP3WBLD4/s1600-h/IMG_2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11Nt6sZVI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NNnHP3WBLD4/s320/IMG_2030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318035613518947666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We have been trying to do FHE everyweek.  We are following the new nursery manuel and adapting it to our family. It is working great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A few weeks ago we talked about how we have a spirit and a body and how here on earth they are together. We made spoon puppets with a spoon being the spirit and then we added the clothes or body. JO had a BLAST playing with these! She even played with them the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11MtwL70I/AAAAAAAABDI/h-JUcBjmNic/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11MtwL70I/AAAAAAAABDI/h-JUcBjmNic/s320/IMG_2000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318035596295008066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The other night we had a messy house. We decided to clean the house! Later that night Jo reminded us that we didn't have a "good" Family Night we "needed to talk." SO Jim  being as AWESOME as he is then related our cleaning the house to the gospel. He did an excellent job! We talked about how we want our houses to be clean like temples and churched and how everyone is more happy when their houses are clean. I CAN't ARGUE WITH THAT! We then told her that we want our house to be ready for Jesus to come at anytime.. that got her excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then we had to have an activity, JO said we had to. We got out the doodle pros and had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Drawing time! It was a fun event. We drew pictures of all sorts anywhere from the Characters on the CARS movie (of course) to Jo's masterpiece of our little eternal family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTICE the girls are wearing crowns and check out that LONG hair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11OJLpbvI/AAAAAAAABDo/GlMBSc_vcow/s1600-h/IMG_5694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11OJLpbvI/AAAAAAAABDo/GlMBSc_vcow/s320/IMG_5694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318035620837814002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11N87OC2I/AAAAAAAABDg/SZviK4V1pSQ/s1600-h/IMG_5704.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11N87OC2I/AAAAAAAABDg/SZviK4V1pSQ/s320/IMG_5704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318035617547684706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!!!COOTIES!!! A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; game for the kids we have been saving for a rainy day came to life this last week!  JO and Ryker have been enjoying playing with their "bugs." Jim built a stage for them and they put on a show tonight it was cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16pWpIXGI/AAAAAAAABEQ/g8Do3m4OSdk/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16pWpIXGI/AAAAAAAABEQ/g8Do3m4OSdk/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041585865743458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16pBtfdlI/AAAAAAAABEI/CqI44fRy3TY/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16pBtfdlI/AAAAAAAABEI/CqI44fRy3TY/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041580246890066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16oub5Z5I/AAAAAAAABD4/TLdydViQ84E/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc16oub5Z5I/AAAAAAAABD4/TLdydViQ84E/s320/IMG_2066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041575072819090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-1040573487054545581?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1040573487054545581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1040573487054545581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1040573487054545581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1040573487054545581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/egg-xtra-excitement.html' title='Egg-xtra Excitement!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/Sc11Nw14BQI/AAAAAAAABDY/wmAxds9xNTc/s72-c/IMG_5685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1560189225735459560</id><published>2009-03-17T21:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:33:33.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Pattys Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/ScHLAxoe7AI/AAAAAAAABDA/_BmanZVvExg/s1600-h/st+pattys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/ScHLAxoe7AI/AAAAAAAABDA/_BmanZVvExg/s320/st+pattys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314752249457470466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/ScHKnCCZ1BI/AAAAAAAABC4/RUDc9b4EAcQ/s1600-h/stpattys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/ScHKnCCZ1BI/AAAAAAAABC4/RUDc9b4EAcQ/s320/stpattys2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314751807184557074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;had a good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;St. Pattys Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hope you all did too.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Reasons why I like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;St. Patricks Day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in no particular order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;1-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; commercialized&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;2-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am a March baby so it's in my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I like to wear the color green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't have to worry about buying presents for... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I work for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4-H&lt;/span&gt; and that is our color and logo and I LOVE MY JOB!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; You can get really really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with this holiday, green food, hair dying, green tutus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;7-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;, one of my favorite cereal is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;ucky charms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;SO today started off with a healthy breakfast of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheesy Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucky Charms... :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;NO green eggs and ham for us, as JO had them at school on Mar 2nd and wouldn't touch them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We all decked out in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; JO was green &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from head to toe&lt;/span&gt; and she did it all by herself. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryker didn't want to. He wanted to wear a RED monkey shirt &lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;nd did but after a milk spilling accident and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting to match JO&lt;/span&gt; he budged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;JO and I made some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sugar cookies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Leaf Clove&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; cookie cutter from 4-H. Then after school &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;he and Jim frosted them and had fu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They turned out cute, see for yourself. Thanks to Gma Innes' recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Well that about wraps it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Today JO said something so funny though. This conversation was about her not wanting to go to school because she was tired. I told her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "well then maybe you should go to bed at a decent hour."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;She sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;d "when  I am big and have my own kids, they aren't going to school."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I said "what about when they grow up?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;She said.. "they won't they will stay zero"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I laughed.&lt;/span&gt; Then later when I told her that we all have birthdays and we have to get older she said "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;okay they can be 4 and that is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Silly girl!&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/6054056822002819291-1560189225735459560?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1560189225735459560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1560189225735459560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1560189225735459560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1560189225735459560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-pattys-day.html' title='St. Pattys Day 2009'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/ScHLAxoe7AI/AAAAAAAABDA/_BmanZVvExg/s72-c/st+pattys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7072519481763505548</id><published>2009-03-15T15:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:43:25.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Embarrassing Moment</title><content type='html'>Today I did a silly thing...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setting: The Chapel @ Church, and My home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time 2-3:30 PM NAPTIME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After taking tired lil Ryker out of the chapel during the sacrament and then trying NOT to let him have too much fun being in the foyer I was done. He was just soo uncontrollable either place sooo I decided to leave church  because I didn't have to teach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not minutes before  I had left my friend Kari had also left home with her girl to get something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I came home with a crying Ryker. He was crying "I want to go to church, I want to play with kids.." soo cute.. but I was not giving in.  At home I immediately tossed him in his bed and with secs he was out. Poor Lil Guy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it dawned on me. I hadn't told Jim I was going home. (I wasn't thinking about it after Ryker had kicked me in the nose while throwing a fit.)  HE can BE such A Crazy Monster when he is tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided maybe Kari was still home and tried her by phone. Well no answer so I thought oh well Jim will figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minutes later my phone rang. It was Kari. I said "Are you going back to church?" She said "I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; am&lt;/span&gt; at church." Surprised I said..."Oh no you take your cell/home phone too church I am sooo sorry." Apparently she hadn't silenced it and I am sure it went off in the chapel and I most likely embarrassed her in sacrament."  I felt soo bad and just couldn't apologize more. She was sooo sweet though and was just wondering if I was ok. :) I have some great friends in this ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Kari  for not being mad and for getting JIM the message and sorry again!&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/6054056822002819291-7072519481763505548?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7072519481763505548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7072519481763505548' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7072519481763505548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7072519481763505548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/embarrassing-moment.html' title='An Embarrassing Moment'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-550277800999929931</id><published>2009-03-08T00:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:50:25.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryker and Joisms.</title><content type='html'>Ryker is growin up here is some things I want to remember about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker is in to saying lately.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"_insert name here_, you are in twouble, you go to time out NOooooooooW&lt;/span&gt;!"  or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"go back to bed now"&lt;/span&gt; or he told his dad to go back to work now today SAT. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;He is getting quite fiesty. He also today was looking at Target ad and was saying this to the boy in the add who had his cars and "wouldn't give em back" now how do you explain to a 2.5 year old that the boy in the picture is just that picture...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He also says "good job" when you do something cute and it is soo cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is growing up so fast. He will be 3 in May. He wears size 5 and is so smart. I am just latching on and suck all this in right now as he is my baby. HE does cute things like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after he gets out of the tub, he wants "UP" and then he wants to sleep on my shoulder or have me lay with him on his bed for a second.. Ahhh so sweet! &lt;/span&gt;Definitely helps with my baby hunger lately. That sounds wierd like I want to eat a baby Why do we say that then? Ewww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I asked him for a kiss and he said "yes" and proceeded to give me a kiss. Then I gave Jim a kiss and big hug and Ryker said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"MOm I want a hug, a big hug I wuv it!"&lt;/span&gt; It was to die for. That is his new phrase as of last night. WE were at the store and he would say I want this.. we would say no not today and he would say "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but I WUv it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JO today said something sad but understandable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning she said "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mom I have decided I don't want to be a mom anymore when I grow up."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart about hit the floor&lt;/span&gt;. Then I asked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why &lt;/span&gt;and she said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Because I don't want to work. I won't be able to play with Izzi and Ali and Shelby." &lt;/span&gt;We then had a talk about how I like to work and how not all moms have to work and how I still have friends and get together with them too.. It was kind of a bittersweet moment. Here I thought she missed me while I was at work but NO it was just because she didn't think she would have time to play with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny story about JO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The other day we had a first FHE! It went well&lt;/span&gt;. We are using the Behold Your Little One Nursery Manuel and just adapting it. It works great! We colored all about me books. Jo did great. Ryker made us color about 20 cars on the page of his likes.. go figure. We made a file folder with family members and talked about how everyone is a child of god even people who make bad choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So we were talking about Moses.  J&lt;/span&gt;im was telling the story of the his people and the 7 ? curses, because he is so good at telling the stories. He talked about how Moses said if you don't let my people go ..._insert curses here... then of course it happened and JO would say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;yes"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like Napolean Dynomite sp? With the hand fist gesture and everything. We tried to explain to her that it was really sad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but couldn't help but laughing at her pleasure in knowing the people were going to be punished.  Awful I know but you are laughing as you picture this right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-550277800999929931?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/550277800999929931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=550277800999929931' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/550277800999929931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/550277800999929931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/ryker-and-joisms.html' title='Ryker and Joisms.'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4636951472774662775</id><published>2009-03-05T13:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:13:36.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays are for the birds or are they?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; to my awesome family and friends turning 27 wasn't bad at all. I had a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fabulous birthday.&lt;/span&gt; It was great! To me... my birthday is just another day but to my hubby tis not soo. I always get r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eally spoiled and I am so grateful&lt;/span&gt; for him and the rest of my family.&lt;div&gt;His bday most of the time gets put off,  and/or combined with JOs and the Superbowl. One of these years I am gonna knock him off his feet with the best birthday ever. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He definitely deserves it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it all started with my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lil JO telling me happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; in the morning and rushing to make a cute card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Jim brought me some CAFE RIO for lunch and a Granny B's pink cookies.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;calories don't count on your birthday right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I my mom stopped by on her lunch break to say hi! She let a gift and balloons upstairs quietly. It was fun to see what she got me as I went upstairs to head off to work. I got an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome waffle maker that has a timer and you flip it over! &lt;/span&gt;I have been wanting one since they first started putting them in hotels. Jim also showered me with a night out, and some gift cards to Bath and Body works and Old Navy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah for more smelly stuff and new clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I logged on to see Jim has posted that sweet birthday wish post for me and all my friends wishes on facebook&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WOW!!! What a day! I feel so loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After work, which went well b/c I didn't have to deal with the rowdy boys in the soccer club, I cam home. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YW presidency made a quick visit with a darling homemade card and some treats&lt;/span&gt;. Then off to Lehi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the way.. JO says "I want to be a cowgirl, doctor and  a mom when I grow up" that was cute and original don't you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids went to Gma and Gpa Innes' for the night. While we went out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling a little sick to my tummy, and full from lunch I wanted a light meal. We went to J&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CW's in AF.. SOOO GooD!  I got a kids meal..hehehe!&lt;/span&gt; It was great. Then we went to the movie "PUSH" which was good too. I asked if I could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h the night off  right with a $1 Hot Fudge Sundae at McDs&lt;/span&gt; and that we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived to get the kids. They were so excited to see me.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jo and Aunt Angela and Baby Ali had made sugar cookies for my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;They were delicious and such a sweet thing to do. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jo loves to be with Auntie Ang and Uncle Ross and then add Baby Ali to it and life is really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So funny story about these cookies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" AS we were leaving Lehi we pulled out of moms culdesac and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heard a big thump&lt;/span&gt;. I said what was that... Jim was like.. "UH OH I put something on the roof because I was trying to get Ryker in the car." Well Ang... your hard work down the drain or road I could say. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We found lots of pieces some off the roof, some off the road and some in the dirt. WE picked up all we could, checked em out, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made sure there were edible and then scarfed them all down!&lt;/span&gt;" Hee Hee. 10 sec rule right? well probably 30 sec when we found them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks for a great birthday everyone! It was awesome! I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-4636951472774662775?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4636951472774662775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4636951472774662775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4636951472774662775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4636951472774662775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthdays-are-for-birds-or-are-they.html' title='Birthdays are for the birds or are they?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-5044530139247142034</id><published>2009-03-03T08:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:06:14.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Leslie!!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to give my wonderful a wife a big Happy Birthday today!!! She is an amazing woman and such a huge blessing in my life. I am grateful for her love, influence, strength, and support. Here's to many more wonderful birthdays together my Leslie Jo :) Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-5044530139247142034?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/5044530139247142034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=5044530139247142034' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5044530139247142034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5044530139247142034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-leslie.html' title='Happy Birthday Leslie!!'/><author><name>Jim Innes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189030075386228077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/Sa1F9E01JZI/AAAAAAAAATc/PDJIibjqD0s/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-229913685505525146</id><published>2009-03-01T23:05:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:28:03.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Funday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SauKX-4xIkI/AAAAAAAABCw/FpP-mdita74/s1600-h/living.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SauKX-4xIkI/AAAAAAAABCw/FpP-mdita74/s320/living.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308488730408985154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SuNdaYs are such Crazy Days for us, but usually always worth the craziness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are suppose to be a day of rest but to us they are usually just Go Go Go. We have church meetings, lessons to plan, actual church, dinner with family in Lehi, card or board games, great food and more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the day may not be so crazy if church didn't start at 2pm but we all have to take our turn at late church. :)  I like late church, being able to sleep in, not having to wake up kids, having the chance to actually do JOs hair up cute and even getting a bite of real food in is nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However getting out at 5PM and having to come home hurry and change, get to Lehi for dinner and then 3-4 hours later coming home again makes 2PM a time I don't like for church. Lots of parents in the ward are on the same page with me as it's usually nap time, the kids are tired and onory which make the parents tired and onory. Add in a fast and that is even harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sundays are funny days in our house. Sometimes I wonder why we even bother going to sacrament as I feel like I am entertaining and reprimanding kids at all times.. BUT I go because it's important to set a good example for my kids and I am commanded to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved church today! Besides the minor fact that I felt like my head was going to explode. The kids were pretty good. The testimonies born of the Savior, the reality of living and not living the gospel, ones that professed great gratitude for the BIG family that we as church members can be a part of... these were all very inspiring to me. In Young Womens we talked about the divine roles of women and I was touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I woke up with a massive sinus infection and a little later than normal. I had a great day yesterday with my friends in the ward at an all day Sit n Chat and Finish that. We talked and worked on projects from about 2 till 11. It was sooo fun! Because of the late hour that I arrived home I just left all my crap by the front door. BIG NO NO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing make me more irritated and onory, short with my kids and Jim, and stressed is when the house is a mess. I started feeling like I hate Sundays,  I want a bigger house, I even didn't want to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon I realized that I needed to just calm down. As I did things started to fall in place. We didn't have to fight Ryker or Jo over what to wear, hair got done, my outfit went good together, we got to eat, and all of us were ready for church in time to get a bench. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now getting a bench is important to me because I have bad hearing and the loudness is in the back where the overflow goes into a gym with wood floors so there is an echo too make it harder to hear and kids love to test it. :) (even mine)  PLUS today my head felt like it was going to explode so I wanted to be close. If we get a bench then it sort of traps Ryker in and he can play on the ground, or lay down,... if he wants. He is still a bit loud but my kids are just loud, like me. Jim and I sat and the kids were really good, they colored, played with toys, ate some fruit snacks and for the most part were really good. I actually got something out of the meeting for once and it was pleasant!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My one friend calls this stage the hall stage, because often you are out in the hall walking or disciplining kids when you are at church. We didn't have to do the hall or foyer thing today and it was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I blogged about this? Maybe it will help some moms know that they are not alone if they too are in the hall stage. Maybe to make me realize a clean house won't get me to heaven, but keeping the commandments and being a good example to my kids can, or just maybe to remind me when I am having a hard time to take it easy and know that "this too shall come to pass,"and to "come what may and love it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a GREAT week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-229913685505525146?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/229913685505525146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=229913685505525146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/229913685505525146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/229913685505525146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SauKX-4xIkI/AAAAAAAABCw/FpP-mdita74/s72-c/living.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3464879974631914168</id><published>2009-02-26T17:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:25:10.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent Teacher Conferences and being a MOM</title><content type='html'>There are times when I just don't want to work anymore. When I just want to either go back to school or just be at home with my kids. Today was one of those days. We had fun this morning, it wasn't a hurry up morning we played, we ate, we hung out and then we went to school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got home from work. It was a crazy day as the school cancelled my clubs without me knowing (they weren't suppose to be, but hey they are the school). Then my leaders weren't informed in time and came to teach and there were no kids.  Then I sat for 2 hours at Parent Teacher Conference tallying up how much money I have spent this year for the Program and realized I wasn't as frugal as I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I came to realize that parent teacher conferences are a JOKE! The only people that come are the kids that are really struggling or those that are over achieving and want to gloat. I seen moms dressed to the T, checking themselves out in a mirror we have by the office. You would think they thought they were gonna pick up a mate. I saw parents acting like they were the age of their students and dressed that way too. Kids were all over the place. People had to bring their children which is understandable as we are all busy. I did see a handful of people that were just there to get in, get out, and do what they could for their kids. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER: with a program called Power School and the handy dandy internet and the world wide web a parent can check their kids grades and such everyday. They can email teachers and admins and see what is going on. They can see what is missing, what the test scores are and if there are any notes from the teachers and so forth. Most teachers hate this day, would rather be home with their families and such. So I think today I vow to never ever go to PTC unless I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; have to. It is 4 hours long and at 2 I was tired I feel for those teachers now and again say I will NEVER be a TEACHER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to better stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came home from work, emptied Jos school bag and found this cute little paper. It is a hand drawn pic of JO with with 3 lil kids and a rainbow over them. It says "when I grow up I want to be a mom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SadA18eRw_I/AAAAAAAABCo/letYHmHJDjU/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SadA18eRw_I/AAAAAAAABCo/letYHmHJDjU/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307281981389784050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought "well that is good she still wants to be a mom even though at times I am a crappy one." This is her and her kids, apparently she is gonna have 3.&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/6054056822002819291-3464879974631914168?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/3464879974631914168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=3464879974631914168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3464879974631914168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3464879974631914168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/parent-teacher-conferences-and-being.html' title='Parent Teacher Conferences and being a MOM'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SadA18eRw_I/AAAAAAAABCo/letYHmHJDjU/s72-c/IMG_1997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-5855907130399359412</id><published>2009-02-25T13:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:10:11.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"GRATEFUL"</title><content type='html'>The other day Jims facebook status said this. I was like hmm I wonder why? Not that he doesn't show his utmost appreciation and gratitude for all we have but I just wondered what triggered it. Jim is having some interesting times at work lately, especially being essentially the lone male in his office area. (All you woman know how hard that could and would be at times.) He is getting his own office finally after 7 years but it is really too small and still... he is grateful for it. He has been promised by our dear Heavenly Father that if he lives his life in righteousness he will always have the things he needs. I can't tell you how important that promise is to us right now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now times are hard for a lot of people right now and we are very lucky to have what we have. I am so grateful for his job with great benefits, a bit of stability even though it sucks sometimes b/c  of politics.  I am thankful for a job for me that most likely won't be affected by the budget cuts and that I get to do what I love. I have all the necessities, a mother who is a great nurse, a hubby and dad who can fix about anything, and family all around me. What a supportive family I have and how grateful I am for them. They would ALL give there shirts off their back to me if we needed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As summer approaches... (wishful thinking I know) I think of me having no job and how much harder life is going to get. I LOVE to travel and this summer we will have to work and save for it and the trips will be less often. I love to do projects and even though I will have time I won't have much extra money to do them. I love to go to the pool, movies, Lagoon and all those other pricey places and it probably won't all happen..... but you know what? it all doesn't matter as long as I have my family, my health, the necessities, the gospel to give me hope and such an awesome ward that surrounds me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.... sorry about the sappy post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking about this  b/c in church on Sunday I got to teach about Finding Joy in the Now to the beehives, none of my mia-maids were there. I survived, it went well and as always I had more prepared than had time to teach but I think they got the message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home I began to think about the times in my life that I wasn't happy or had Joy. I was still living the teachings of the church just not embracing it. How I didn't know then what I know now. :) Life is hard at times yes, but there are many reasons to have JOy in the NOw too. It is hard as the world is getting more wicked, and it's only going to get worse; but I know that I am a child of god who has a purpose here. I know that my heavenly father won't give me anything I can't handle. I know that my family is eternal and if we live in accordance with the gospel we will be together forever. I know that my Savior Jesus Christ has been through it all and I can always remember that the atonement is not just for saying sorry. I can turn to him even if I am having a bad day. I have a wonderful family who loves and supports me in all I do. And as President Thomas S Monson says "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; font-family:Helvetica;font-size:14px;"&gt;Let us relish life as we live it, find joy in the journey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and share our love with friends and family."   &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and that is what I am going to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-5855907130399359412?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/5855907130399359412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=5855907130399359412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5855907130399359412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5855907130399359412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/grateful.html' title='&quot;GRATEFUL&quot;'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2858389253246962212</id><published>2009-02-20T23:55:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:13:20.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just some pics</title><content type='html'>Here are just some pics I just ran across. Since I kind of handicapped my camera point n shoot. I don't get to capture those great moments all the time now. I have broke all 5 cameras we have had since we were married, and thats only 6 years! :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pics are random of all random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkCMAgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/7TRF7G53M74/s1600-h/IMG_1947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkCMAgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/7TRF7G53M74/s320/IMG_1947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305143123570098818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we got Ryker some McQueen underwear he will only wear them on his head and JO is happy to join in.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkhUoDRI/AAAAAAAABCA/6WeYAQw9f7U/s1600-h/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkhUoDRI/AAAAAAAABCA/6WeYAQw9f7U/s1600-h/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkhUoDRI/AAAAAAAABCA/6WeYAQw9f7U/s320/IMG_1950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305143131927743762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is not interested in potty training what so ever and... has to choose what diaper we put on, meaning the design on the diaper. He is ALSO worried about what he wears already and sometimes has knockdown drag out fits over his clothes... AHHHH He is worse than JO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are both just growing up so fast. Jo is in size 6 for clothes and Ryker in size 5T crazy tall and skinny kids we have here in the Innes Gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-pJtznC3I/AAAAAAAABCY/g3vgYiuldhM/s1600-h/IMG_1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-pJtznC3I/AAAAAAAABCY/g3vgYiuldhM/s320/IMG_1945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305144870445714290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JO loves to build lego castles and has to pose by them for a pic. This is one of many.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nk426F4I/AAAAAAAABCI/3YZQ961b034/s1600-h/IMG_1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nk426F4I/AAAAAAAABCI/3YZQ961b034/s320/IMG_1969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305143138245547906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic of JO at the baby shower the other day. She is entertaining a little 2 yr old named Logan that came to the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nj-vyqQI/AAAAAAAABBw/d2jDF0r0fbs/s1600-h/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nj-vyqQI/AAAAAAAABBw/d2jDF0r0fbs/s320/IMG_1937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305143122646444290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker wanted dad to sleep with him while watching his favorite show of all time Max and Ruby from Nick Jr. Too bad we don't have cable so it's a DVD and sadly we almost have it memorized. Who do thinks was pretending to be asleep better? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker loves umbrellas and the color pink! :P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nlPfFbNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/7OXDdFXuS3M/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nlPfFbNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/7OXDdFXuS3M/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nlPfFbNI/AAAAAAAABCQ/7OXDdFXuS3M/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305143144319642834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-2858389253246962212?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2858389253246962212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2858389253246962212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2858389253246962212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2858389253246962212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-some-pics.html' title='just some pics'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SZ-nkCMAgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/7TRF7G53M74/s72-c/IMG_1947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-6436924413138534431</id><published>2009-02-18T22:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:27:11.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;onight JO and I threw a baby shower for a friend/coworker, while Jim went to a UHA meeting and Ryker to grandma Innes'. We had appetizers and dessert. It was good. I got to try out some new recipes and new baby decoration ideas. This is her first baby and I am so excited to babysit and play with her! The shower was lots of fun, not many people could come but it was still fun. I prefer smaller crowds so you can actually keep a conversation going and such and my house is small so it all worked out. Lauren and Kolby Van Wagoner will welcome little Elisabeth soon and I was honored to be a part of that celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; GOT RELEASED!!!  &lt;/span&gt;I had my last day on Sunday as Primary Chorister :( I was sad to tell the kids goodbye. It was ward conference so the Stake was there kind of scary but  I pushed on. I had to teach "How Firm a Foundation" to both ages. It was a hard song to teach but with some cool object lessons, visual aids, and review we managed to get through the first verse. I am sad to leave this calling. I LOVE primary! Learning the basics of the gospel is soo important to me and the songs of the church do it well. I love to sing and teach kids to be enthusiastic about singing I hope to return someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;*I get to teach for the first time this Sunday in YW. I am excited, yet scared I was make it a huge stresser. I hate teaching but I KNOW that is where I am suppose to be so BRING IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;I just have been working a lot lately just getting my program started. My principal said something nice today. I joked about a certain situation that has turned a few people against me and that if I transfered to another school not to be surprised. HE said " I will shut the program down, you are the best! I have principles call and ask about this program and I tell them if they hire good they will have the best and won't even feel it (meaning having to deal with the program)" That was very nice of him to say. I do love my job and I guess when you love what you do, it shows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;yker knows all but 2 of his CAPITAL letters! We love it! He says.. A B Corkny C (thats for Aunt Cortney) D Dan E F G Grandma H Grandpa Herbert I Grandpa Innes J JO K L M N O P Q R Ryker S T U V W X (sex) Y Z for Zip. WE tried to teach him A for apple, B C D for Dog but the name game worked better. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;He is one SMART cookie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;He also sings " I Love to See the Temple" "I am a Child of God" and several songs for his nursery class. He also sings happy birthday like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday To you, Happy Birthday YOU YOU YOU then he blows out his candles.. whoo whoo and then says.. yum yum yum yum cake!" So funny. Much cuter in person I will see if I can get him to do it on tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;JO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt; is progressing good in school not kissing the boys and not walking home. Things are good!  She is one crazy enthusiastic girl. We are glad her speech is getting better and she is amazing us everyday. She thinks that NOW she is 5 she HAS to go to kindergarten TODAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Funny story about JO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;The other day we were coming home in the car. Jo said her tummy hurt. I told her it's probably got one big swedish fish in it and that she needed to go potty. It ended there.. I thought.. a few minutes later she said "mom guess what? when you toot a little it makes your tummy not hurt!"  I said "yeah good for you, where did you learn that?" She replies, "I just made it up!" AHH love the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;im has been busy with work, church callings, and being an awesome dad and hubby. He has been very helpful with my work, the house chores and entertaining the kids while I work. He has spent countless hours sorting Lego Robotic kits for my 4-H clubs. There are over 300 parts in each kit and they were all mixed up. It took over 60 something hours to get them all done. It has been our nightly thing, turn on Netflix, watch SliDERs and sort away all night. Thanks Babe luv ya!  He deserves a vacation or at least a date night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Story about JIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;He went flying on Sat finally good enough weather. He was flying a new heli that he has been reviewing for the magazine he writes for. He already knew it would have some problems just by building it but in mid air the blades just flew off, and his heli came crashing into the ground. Luckily know one was hurt and the snow padded the fall, which in turn pads the pocket $ wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;WE hope you are all doing good and all is well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Make it a great day and even a  better year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-6436924413138534431?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/6436924413138534431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=6436924413138534431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6436924413138534431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6436924413138534431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/lowdown.html' title=''/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-928093964887159435</id><published>2009-02-14T01:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:50:26.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What a great time Jim and I had last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We were invited to a progressive Valentine dinner put on by several people in our ward. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It was soo FUN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The food was awesome and soo filling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Progressive Dinner: &lt;/span&gt;Take a 7 course meal and eat different parts at different houses. The moving thing is probably because you eat sooooo much food that you need to let the food settle and make more room for the next course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's on the menu????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First: Appetizers - Salsa, Chips, Cheese Crackers, BBQ Boneless Chicken Wings and Italian Soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then: Soup - Cheesy Bacon Potato, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salads - Two Awesome Green Salads one with lots of veggies and one with spinach, sugar roasted almonds, mandarin oranges w/ homemade dressings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homemade Rolls and Bread and Jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pallet Cleanser- Lime Sherbet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last: Main Course Pot Roast, Mashed Potatoes n Gravy, Green Beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pallet Cleanser: Fruit Cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dessert: Strawberry Mousse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YUMMY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix this AWESOME meal, GREAT people, FUN games,GOOD conversation, and a FEW quirky moments and chalk it up for an incredible evening!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a good time!!! All the people that worked soo hard to put it together we thank you! The little things weren't unrecognized promise&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*It was so fun. Jim took on the new art of  "pen flying" ask him about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*We were in charge of making the fruit cup and the green beans. I have never cooked frozen long green beans in my life so that was a first and they were good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;*I also learned how to make killer Italian sodas THANKS KaRI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*As we visited the 3 homes I took away with me some great new decor ideas and of course great friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Text Color" border="0" class="gl_color_fg" /&gt; I learned what a charger really was, how to make some really cute centerpieces. and more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Jo and Ryker are at the Herbert household having a sleepover! I am sure they are loading up on gummi bears, licorice, sour patch kids, moms cookies, Oreos, skittles from the gumball machine, and any other sugar filled sweet thing they can talk grandma and pa into! WE are so thankful to have great family around who love, support and help us in anyway they can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to say how much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;each and everyone of them but you already know this&lt;/span&gt;. I usually am not a huge valentines fan, it's too commercialized nowadays. However I look back and realize all the Valentines days that I can remember, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it was all about good friends and family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** When I was little, I can't remember how old, Cupid made a visit to our house. He or She doorbell ditched and left some really cool &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sports bottles and candy on our porch. It was such a neat thing and made us feel soo special we were the only ones in the neighborhood that he/she visited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***Valentines Dances in HS were always fun. They were girls choice and we always had great big groups. It was fun to be surrounded by awesome friends all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN college I belong to a group... SAVD.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Students Against Valentines Day!  A&lt;/span&gt;s roomies I can't remember what we did, but I am sure we did something that was crazy, loud, G Rated and fun!. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom also sent me money and/or cards they ALWAYS make me feel special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****Jim and I's first valentines 02-14-03. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We had no money&lt;/span&gt; but remember Jim is such a romantic and a kid. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He insisted on doing something special.&lt;/span&gt;  He brought me home beautiful flowers and he booked a reservation at The Tepanyaki Japanese Steakhouse and it was soooo good. It was the most tender steak and chicken I have ever had and we have been back several times. We did something else after but we don't remember and of course.... we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HARGED it ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Doing what we do best eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******2nd V-Day &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jo was only about 2 weeks old&lt;/span&gt;. We went to dinner the night before and Mamma Innes watched Jo at our house. It was nice of her however I had eggs that morning and didn't know that JO was allergic to them so she was up walking and bouncing her the whole 2 hours :(. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was the first time we had left her though.&lt;/span&gt; On the actual love day...the thing I remember is Jim bringing her home this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweet cute lil pink bear &lt;/span&gt;and we dressed her up in this cute lil heart outfit and took pics with her. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It was a sweet lil night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well isn't that sad :(. I only remember those V day but I know they were ALL great and I LOVE my friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt;Make it GREAT no matter what day you celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-928093964887159435?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/928093964887159435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=928093964887159435' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/928093964887159435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/928093964887159435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1501249335760611983</id><published>2009-02-04T13:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:58:23.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY CELEBRATIONS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aYhShlAI/AAAAAAAABAg/99vNuKe76Yk/s1600-h/IMG_5131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aYhShlAI/AAAAAAAABAg/99vNuKe76Yk/s320/IMG_5131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299921345040192514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JO's Birthday was a CRAZY but FUN day!  It started off with lots of  baking, and prep.  I am so grateful that I had Shelby here to help me out. She was awesome helping with anything and everything. She even helped run some of the games and stuff while I was prepping lunch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some Highlights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EY93oapI/AAAAAAAABAY/V2OXFMVobG0/s320/IMG_5020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897163456211602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;**My first Barbie Cake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The skirt was baked with 1.5 cake mixes and on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70 degrees for 2 hours in an 8qt batter bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Needless to say the cake was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;barely done baking 10 mins before the part&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was to begin and I was stressed.  I had to quick cool it (freezer and Fridge yeah for modern appliance) I had to quickly frost it and then the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;barbie was too tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  AHHHHHH I was warned about this but had forgot to bake the other 1/2 of the batter in a 8" pan. I made cupcakes for an emergency instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jim carefully removed the legs the barbie &lt;/span&gt;was placed and QUICKLY frosted in a warm cake. I was crossing my fingers she would not melt. NOW ... I know how to frost cakes but sadly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this one was done poorly due to the LACK of time&lt;/span&gt;. Jo loved it though and that is what matters right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYJIHIZI/AAAAAAAABAI/Z_jbwRQ1NSg/s1600-h/IMG_5024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYJIHIZI/AAAAAAAABAI/Z_jbwRQ1NSg/s320/IMG_5024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897149298254226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Let Lydia Get You!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AKA keep the balloon in the air ~Jo wouldn't play as Lydia is the MEAN lady in the movie Barbie and the Diamond Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZfqdN-I/AAAAAAAABBA/cfPB9WIrHo0/s1600-h/IMG_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZfqdN-I/AAAAAAAABBA/cfPB9WIrHo0/s320/IMG_5033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299921361783568354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find the Diamond Castle AKA treasure hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~this is how they got the favor bags and they loved running around the house to find the clues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYOaKAYI/AAAAAAAABAA/87UJIhyeB2k/s1600-h/IMG_5089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYOaKAYI/AAAAAAAABAA/87UJIhyeB2k/s320/IMG_5089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897150716117378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYOaKAYI/AAAAAAAABAA/87UJIhyeB2k/s1600-h/IMG_5089.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diamond in the Bucket toss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ran by Shelby this was a time filler while I glued flowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EX3yqzRI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bmsyAEyj6Fw/s1600-h/IMG_5085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EX3yqzRI/AAAAAAAAA_4/bmsyAEyj6Fw/s320/IMG_5085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897144644914450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;THANKS SHELBEY for all your help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Crafts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made our own diamond castle stone &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;heart necklaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. love the baking clay! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO fun can't wait to make something else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The girls decorated them with buttons, jewels, brads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made our own &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flower hair clips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was fun easy and great to add to their favor bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;**LUNCH***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZPqWCGI/AAAAAAAABAw/yuU0e2LLSeg/s1600-h/IMG_5046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZPqWCGI/AAAAAAAABAw/yuU0e2LLSeg/s320/IMG_5046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299921357488130146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZPqWCGI/AAAAAAAABAw/yuU0e2LLSeg/s1600-h/IMG_5046.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Heart shaped PB &amp;amp;J Sandwiches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Apples and Oranges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYs-TyCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Tg7SIX42aJo/s1600-h/IMG_5050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYs-TyCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Tg7SIX42aJo/s320/IMG_5050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299897158920816674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0EYs-TyCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Tg7SIX42aJo/s1600-h/IMG_5050.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Chocolate Pretzels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Chocolate Pudding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink Punch with heart ice cubes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZZC6StI/AAAAAAAABA4/Ox5wfSyLfUs/s1600-h/IMG_5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aZZC6StI/AAAAAAAABA4/Ox5wfSyLfUs/s320/IMG_5082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299921360007088850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;had fun putting pudding all over their faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then posing for pics. They were all really cute and polite girls. WE had no fights, tantrums, and everyone was included what more could you ask for with  8 girls all in the same room at the same time. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;All in all it was a good party worth the stress and time to see JO smiling all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aY5Oe2TI/AAAAAAAABAo/1qjVKJ0QWqA/s1600-h/IMG_5108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0aY5Oe2TI/AAAAAAAABAo/1qjVKJ0QWqA/s320/IMG_5108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299921351465687346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;JO got some great stuff for her birthda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y. I have to say thanks to everyone for all she got. She is really spoiled. She has more barbies then I think alot of 5 yr old. She is up to 14 barbies, 1 ken, 3 kellys, 1 baby, 4 dogs, a lot of pet shops that she uses for pets, lots of cool furniture to go in her awesome new house Grandpa and ma Herbert built her, a pool, a dr set, and more! ANYONE wanna play BARBIES!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqZSTQDI/AAAAAAAABBg/avSjqWE3jww/s1600-h/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqZSTQDI/AAAAAAAABBg/avSjqWE3jww/s1600-h/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks everyone for all her stuff! Especially Rykers first girlfriend! AKA my size barbie pictured up top!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;JIM... &lt;/span&gt;well he was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;reat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; sport to spend time doing stuff for me and my mom his whole day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After my work party that night, we went to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Toys R US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Jim is such a kid. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I left him for a minute and came back to a cart full of transformers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He got 2 really awesome transformers to play with. It amazes me the skill it takes to transform some of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqH5ENmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_iNxB2WhgWc/s1600-h/IMG_5190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqH5ENmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_iNxB2WhgWc/s320/IMG_5190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299923846483424866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His birthday celebration i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s just been postpon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;. It's a busy week and so we are gonna go to dinner @ Tucanos and have a real date for his birthday after he gets his Scouting Klondike over this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqjlTqbI/AAAAAAAABBo/W2s2HCOUano/s1600-h/IMG_5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqjlTqbI/AAAAAAAABBo/W2s2HCOUano/s320/IMG_5072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299923853916744114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just have to say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;o glad I have these 2 people + Ryker, in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They are so special to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can't imagine life without them. As this world gets more unstable and wicked I have to say&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; family is what matters and that face that I get to be with mine forever brings me so much joy and peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have really come to focus and rely on this concept and blessing. It gives me the strength and hope to go on living my everyday life.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I love my family.. each and every one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cpwgNUKI/AAAAAAAABBI/9s3ffnyeJJI/s1600-h/IMG_5183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cpwgNUKI/AAAAAAAABBI/9s3ffnyeJJI/s320/IMG_5183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299923840205148322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqZqTpDI/AAAAAAAABBY/OYi2Es-X6x4/s1600-h/IMG_5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SY0cqZqTpDI/AAAAAAAABBY/OYi2Es-X6x4/s320/IMG_5012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299923851253359666" style="cursor: pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYbLd1Nbj3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/cXte44aA1y8/s320/IMG_4742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298145725008023410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYbLdsVc2nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/oJTf7NDSkas/s1600-h/IMG_4688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYbLdsVc2nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/oJTf7NDSkas/s320/IMG_4688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298145722625743474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thirty-two years ago today&lt;/span&gt;, 02-02-77, my man Jim,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; the love of my life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;my main squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my eternal companion&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my partner in crim&lt;/span&gt;e... was born in Provo, Utah to sweet, innocent, and humble parents Jo and Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am soo thankful that I became best friends with his sister in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;only because I liked her friend Garit, :(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  ) &lt;/span&gt;but...WOW little did I know how great she was, what other great friends I would have b/c of her and what an impact she would make on my life. We became and are the best of friends and now it is soo much fun to have her as my sis inlaw. PLUS we only got in 1 big fight in high school, I think that would be a record for some people. hehe: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After going to college down in Cedar City at SUU for 2 years I decided it was time to come home and get ready to serve an LDS mission. In the summer Angela Innes (his sister), Mary Braithwaite, Mandi Evans and I all moved out together and what an adventure it was! :) Jim, who I had met at another siblings wedding in April  lived close and soon became our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mr Fix It!&lt;/span&gt; He came over all the time to help us out with silly things and to "hang out." Finally one day Angela told him &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;just to ask me out already.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well we went out&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;month later we were engaged&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;months later married&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and the rest is history and obviously I didn't go on a mission, but thats for the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had a hard time falling in love, giving up the thoughts of going on a mission but I knew it was meant to me. Why put off the inevitable? I learned then that when you try to plan out the game of Life, the Lord can throw in a few curve balls and if you just hang on tight you will enjoy the ride&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jimmy works so hard for me and my kids to have what we want and need and we are so grateful.&lt;/span&gt; He puts up with all my crap, does my honey dos and tries to keep a smile on his face all at the same time. With his calling at church, working 2 jobs, being a dad and hubby to me life can get pretty hectic and stressful. He is good to just "go along for the ride" and try to find something funny to laugh about. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;He has a great sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt; He is an over- achiever in all he does which makes him a favorite of a lot of people, including me. There are so many traits I would like to have that he has. I love that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he tries to befriend all&lt;/span&gt; and doesn't like contention. He doesn't "have to be right!" He doesn't have to fit in, keep up with the Jones, stoop to a low level and is just a good guy to be around.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;AND he always makes us feel spe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the MANY things I really admire in Jim is that he is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just a great big kid.&lt;/span&gt; He knows how to have a good time. He loves toys, surprises, and puts lots of "extras" into the grocery cart hehe! On gift giving holidays he has to have at least one toy among all the useful and functional stuff and it's fun to watch him get excited and play all day with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His favorite things to do, besides spending time with me... ;) is fly his remote control helicopters, watch movies, build new helicopters, be with family and friends, BS with his heli buddies, travel, transform and un-transform his 30+ transformers, build legos or k'nex sets with JO, build puzzles, go to "helicopter fun flys" and play with his kids.  (I am sure there is more but it's 3AM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is a great dad and our kids just love him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;even though "mom" is the favorite at times, dad is MUCH more fun ALL time. Dad takes time out of his day to play while mom works on the computer all day. (I am working on this) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JIMMY loves his kids and it shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When his birthday comes around  he always has to share it either with Jo or the SuperBowl which he loves but still it's fun to have just your day. Even today, he is sharing his day with Jos friend BARBIE princess party and this evening a work party of mine. What a good sport promise we will make it up to you babe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;irthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;abe!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Luv You! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-8492979348944391288?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8492979348944391288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8492979348944391288' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8492979348944391288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8492979348944391288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-jim.html' title='Happy Birthday JIM'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYbN5WErBcI/AAAAAAAAA_w/xFQsBT1mUd8/s72-c/DSC_0340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4631881433028513880</id><published>2009-01-31T14:55:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:28:29.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 5th  BIRTHDAY JO LEE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;APPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:24px;"&gt;JO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Years ago today I had my lil' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jo Lee Innes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She weighed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 lbs and was 21 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(all though we feel that was off as she was 22.5 when we brought her home) and she had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In delivery I was so doped on drugs. It was great and just a beautiful thing to feel no pain. After being crowned for along time waiting for my doc to come, he came in surprised and joking that I wouldn't be coming in for that stress test in a few days. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I laughed and out she came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was a great time!  However I was also soo doped up that I didn't realize that she wasn't crying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when she arrived which  meant she wasn't breathin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jo had the cord wrapped around her neck and body soo tight that the doctor couldn't even get his finger under it to cut it so he had to just snip it and hope he didn't get her skin. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAY.. Thanks goodness to the UVRMC NICU  team they work hard and soon out cute lil JO was crying and screaming and still is today! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Funny Story About Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Barbies&lt;/span&gt;" with Jo the other night. It was a fun time! I was the boy and she the girl. Her girl also had 2 sisters, a baby sister and a mom. Well as time went on the mom got sick and died. I asked Jo how this could happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came up with this.. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;well I told her to take her medicine, and she said that she didn't need to because she was feeling better, but I told her she had to take it all gone or she would get sick again and she wouldn't so she died and NOW I am the boss!" CHUCKLE .. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about how this wasn't nice but it was kinda funny!!  She is having a hard time realizing and being told she is not the boss. She is smart lil cookie and says well then when I am older I will be the boss!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* What she likes to do right now. Play barbies. ponies, read book, play her Wii princess game, watch too much TV, teach Ryker his letters, numbers and build legos with her daddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has one creative imagination! We love to hear her playing barbies, reading a story, singing a song, creating with Play-Doh, drawing and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is super tall for her age but it growing in  all ways more and more each day. We love her and we'll keep her..... most days! Happy 5th Birthday Princess JO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThPfA-1QI/AAAAAAAAA84/O-1rUifw-Ew/s1600-h/P2010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThPfA-1QI/AAAAAAAAA84/O-1rUifw-Ew/s320/P2010010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297606717834450178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThQD7G2nI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H7o3ePAktiE/s1600-h/P2280005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThQD7G2nI/AAAAAAAAA9A/H7o3ePAktiE/s320/P2280005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297606727741921906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThQfrJR5I/AAAAAAAAA9I/vNUpGEJhcro/s1600-h/P3220001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThQfrJR5I/AAAAAAAAA9I/vNUpGEJhcro/s320/P3220001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297606735191164818" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYTrE0X8CyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AgUYbJ5zWQo/s1600-h/DSC_0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYTrE0X8CyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/AgUYbJ5zWQo/s320/DSC_0317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297617529705597730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYTsf4PzesI/AAAAAAAAA-w/44O1EjX21uk/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYTsf4PzesI/AAAAAAAAA-w/44O1EjX21uk/s320/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297619094113319618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4&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/6054056822002819291-4631881433028513880?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4631881433028513880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4631881433028513880' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4631881433028513880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4631881433028513880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-5th-birthday-jo-lee.html' title='HAPPY 5th  BIRTHDAY JO LEE!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SYThPfA-1QI/AAAAAAAAA84/O-1rUifw-Ew/s72-c/P2010010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2381849571442434133</id><published>2009-01-26T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:18:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This should make someone laugh... I know I did!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;You are on the bus when you suddenly realize ... you need to fart.&lt;br /&gt;  The music is really loud, so you time your farts with the beat.  After&lt;br /&gt;  a couple of songs, you start to feel better as you approach your stop.           &lt;br /&gt;  As you are leaving the bus, people are really staring you down, and&lt;br /&gt;  that's when you realize, you have been listening to your ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thanks Stacee you made my day!&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/6054056822002819291-2381849571442434133?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2381849571442434133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2381849571442434133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2381849571442434133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2381849571442434133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-should-make-someone-laugh-i-know-i.html' title='This should make someone laugh... I know I did!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1919284008265973740</id><published>2009-01-24T20:50:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:14:06.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey what's goin on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning!.....BEFORE YOU BEGIN Please know this is a VERY LONG POST....I am not trying to write a novel but this IS MY journal  so don't say I didn't warn you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, the snow is melting (some), the tree is down, extended family has gone home and Jim is back to work... this must mean Christmas break is over and soon I will be back to work too. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a GREAT Christmas break we had. We had some good times with family and friends staying up till wee hours of the night playing games, talking and just being together. Here is some of the things we got to do in December and already this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I got to go to Jo's school Christmas party. It was so neat to see her interacting with the kids and being polite. The kids decorated sugar cookies, played pin the carrot nose on Frosty and ring-toss. They made candy cane reindeer (well the at least put their antlers on) and colored some pictures. It was a good time! Then we all went to the gym to sing songs with the school. Jo was soo excited because Santa came and he stayed ALONG time. He talked about bullying and how it wasn't nice. He also talked about doing things for others to make others feel good. JO loved him as you may remember she missed seeing Santa on that great and horrible day so I was glad she got to see him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvgydzk4uI/AAAAAAAAA8M/LemBDVXlUlg/s1600-h/jo+school+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvgydzk4uI/AAAAAAAAA8M/LemBDVXlUlg/s320/jo+school+party.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295072944503186146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We wanted to show our kids that Christmas wasn't all about them- so we picked an angel of the UCCU tree. It was neat to see how excited Jo was to pick things that a little boy named Ricardo wanted and needed. Next year she wants to pick a boy AND a girl... or at least a girl. HEHE! I can only imagine what she wants to buy... yeah you guessed it BARBIES and ponies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jim and I had a great time at the Neil Diamond Concert on the 19th. We went to the Red Iguana a delicious Mexican place before, It was sooo good really you have to go there! The weather was awful but it was still soo much fun! The warm food hit the spot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because we read out tickets wrong we ended up at the ESC 2 hours early. We decided to stroll the gateway and that led to light show at the Hansen Planetarium.  We got to have our own private showing about the stars, black holes, and all sorts of cool stuff... and YES Jim walked out wanting a new toy, a telescope.... oh they are only $300+... he always chooses the $$$ hobbies!! He is such a big kid I LOVE IT!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXU6TuqII/AAAAAAAAA60/i1uOWLzjOwU/s1600-h/Neil+Diamond+Concert+Collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXU6TuqII/AAAAAAAAA60/i1uOWLzjOwU/s1600-h/Neil+Diamond+Concert+Collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXU6TuqII/AAAAAAAAA60/i1uOWLzjOwU/s320/Neil+Diamond+Concert+Collage+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295062541153511554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The concert was good times. WE both love Neil and "Forever in Blue Jeans" is our song. Neil puts on a great show and the crowd was wild. I was really tired and it was hot so I must say I didn't jam out as I usually do... but it was still awesome and now checked off my "dream concerts" list. On to Bette Midler $$$$...someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We decorated gingerbread houses while Ryker went to sleep. It was funny because Jo wanted to copy everything her dad or I did on our houses. It was fun times and we just used stuff around the house and year old candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVRUVkpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LyGrK2F3g-g/s1600-h/gingerbread+houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVRUVkpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LyGrK2F3g-g/s320/gingerbread+houses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295062547330077330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVJmN44I/AAAAAAAAA7E/xawZGwsSgIE/s1600-h/Gingerbread+done+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVJmN44I/AAAAAAAAA7E/xawZGwsSgIE/s320/Gingerbread+done+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295062545257587586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Jims work party was at GOODWOOD another great restaurant. It was on  the night of our "lucky day" so it was hard for me to keep my composure but I managed. His work parties are fun because of all the different co workers he has. There were some great conversations!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVCIAUb_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/qhOf4Agw_rk/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Of course we had to take some family pictures. Do you think we have changed much from last year. It's ALWAYS a hard thing to do but we all matched one Sunday and so we went for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LAST YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVCIAUb_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/qhOf4Agw_rk/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVCIAUb_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/qhOf4Agw_rk/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060019389427698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXViFjYbI/AAAAAAAAA7U/8BbLK2nkic8/s1600-h/Family+Pic"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXViFjYbI/AAAAAAAAA7U/8BbLK2nkic8/s320/Family+Pic" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295062551831470514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Christmas shopping is always fun to me. We made some homemade gifts this year but a most were purchased do to lack of time, weather and extremely hot deals. We love AMAZON!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shelby our cousin slept over Christmas Eve EVE and the next day helped us immensely to get ready for the big day. She played with the kids, helped JO paint snowman kits, helped JO clean her room and so forth. WE love the Humes girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas Eve a party at mom Herberts house. Always good family, food and fun!!! Then on to the Innes' to watch Mr. Magoo and sing along. This is a tradition that at first I thought... OK.. wierd... but now to see the whole family get together and belt out the songs is just so much fun! I can't imagine Christmas Eve without it and JO is STILL singing the songs. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After the kids were all snuggled asleep in bed Jim and I were up till 3 wrapping and getting ready. It was so fun to see all the stuff however we ended up saving some for birthdays, kids just don't need all that stuff!  Next year we vow to have everything done the week before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBQhUUlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MSYwvCf72so/s1600-h/IMG_4578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBQhUUlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MSYwvCf72so/s320/IMG_4578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060004495446610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbKss5u1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/n_kqK_R1B7Q/s1600-h/Herbert+Christmas09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbKss5u1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/n_kqK_R1B7Q/s320/Herbert+Christmas09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295066763748817746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS morning of course was very memorable! Jo and Ryker were sooo excited to open their gifts however they didn't wake up till 9 WAHOO! As a child this was normal to me as mom and dad wouldn't let us go get them till about that time too. WE also have to take turns which made Christmas morning really last. We always had friends calling while we were still unwrapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo and Ryker were very good about taking turns. JO was sweet enough to make sure mom and dad got a turn too.  We have caught on tape their excitement but have yet to get a movie to upload to this blog.  It's soo fun to watch them together we just laugh!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Jo reminds me of me soo much, as a child, I was loud obnoxious and way tooo excited for Christmas too but oh it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After exchanging gifts at GMa Herberts we headed to the Innes' for the a gift exchange and the traditional LASAGNA dinner! SOO Delicious! IT was fun, we had some extended family there making about 30 people but it was fun. I know some of you are thinking Lasagna what? Yeah I thought that too when I married into the family but we are Italian and that is what mom always did. It is really a nice change and it's all homemade and sooo good! Thanks MOM and Aunt Donna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What a day!!! We are so thankful for everything that we received and all the memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;A few days later we went to Goshen to have Christmas with Grandma Grandpa Herbert, Great to Jo and Ryker and Aunt Dana. Dana was ill but came out just to see us, so sweet of her.  It is so fun to be in their house. They have some really really old toys that the kids, including JIM, like to play with.  It was fun to see them just play and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The gifts were creative, blankets, cookbooks with my Aunt Dana being published in, decorate your own mug, and homemade crayons. The crayons shaped as semi-trucks were my favorite for the kids, so inventive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Jo is so sweet, she insists that her Great Grandpa look at her crazy tater head.  He (being blind since my dad was 13) does and she smiles. She is so innocent. We had some great times and it was good to be with them. They are getting old, and their health isn't the best, so I am so grateful my kids have them around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVEHPEzI/AAAAAAAAA68/1Y9aRm-oC7k/s1600-h/Christmas+in+Goshen09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvXVEHPEzI/AAAAAAAAA68/1Y9aRm-oC7k/s320/Christmas+in+Goshen09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295062543785464626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 30th we went to the helicopter field with Jim. It was fun to see the kids riding bikes. JO was trying out her new bike that her DAD got her for Christmas. It was a nice warm day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK6e-umI/AAAAAAAAA78/ZGom5UzuYqY/s1600-h/rykerbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK6e-umI/AAAAAAAAA78/ZGom5UzuYqY/s320/rykerbike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295066767448521314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK8Rj6hI/AAAAAAAAA70/yfJ_2kwHYx8/s1600-h/joleebike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK8Rj6hI/AAAAAAAAA70/yfJ_2kwHYx8/s320/joleebike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295066767929109010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;On  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;New Years the night we spent at the Innes' playing games and stuffing our faces. It was great times! They get so into games and puzzles that is a crazy competition! :) Ross said his news years resolution was to "win the game" heheeh soo silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVCmm9hbI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ixaffHvj6hk/s1600-h/JO+camera+2008+stuff+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVCmm9hbI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ixaffHvj6hk/s320/JO+camera+2008+stuff+065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060027604567474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;I also stopped by a friend party with Ang. It was good to see some old highschool friends. WE played some fun games and just hung out. WE have to do it again sometime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;News Year Day GPa and Gma Innes took the kids ice skating. I hurt my wrist during a new crazy workout Jim and I started and Jim can't iceskate so we just hung out and it was a good time relaxing and enjoying each others company. We got some projects done, work done and I took a nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then that night back to GMa Innes for a turkey dinner, and more Settlers of Catan, the new favorite game, some Guitar Hero Battling on the Wii, and some pictionary. Good times! This was the last night we were able to be with Matt, Amber and Ana and Rich, Crystal and Baby D. We have an awesome family and it was great to be with them.. here is to summer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;01-02-09.. Happy Anniversary to US!!! 6 years and more in LOVE than ever. My parents took the kids that night so we could go out. We went to Bedtime Stories, Tepanyaki, Walmart and home. It was a nice night THANKS MOM AND DAD!!! Then the next day we tried to go to the temple but Provo was closed and Timp was packed!! I tell you it's like WWIII to get to the temple for us as maybe some of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvl0cUIzGI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Nr1jurGyoRk/s320/firstset+061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295078476020763746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvl0ZfgfnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ly4bH-ONYq0/s1600-h/P1060001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvl0ZfgfnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ly4bH-ONYq0/s320/P1060001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295078475263147634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvl0ZfgfnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ly4bH-ONYq0/s1600-h/P1060001.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvl0cUIzGI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Nr1jurGyoRk/s1600-h/firstset+061.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wedding Day 01-02-03&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Honeymoon in Hawaii!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a holiday break.. and it was just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some real highlights**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Jim and I started the p90X workout! It's crazy hard but fun! We started putting the kids down at 9 ish so we could work out. Its an hour workout everynight, lots of different kids, kenpo, yoga, lifting, plyometrics AKA jumping.. it's been fun we are on day 30! I hurt my wrist but it's getting better. The only prob with working out night is we are too awake to go to bed thus many nights have been up past 3.. silly us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Ryker shoved a jelly belly up his nose.. Pretty Funny! Jim was a little worried, I was just laughing. We pinched it out and all is well but wow that was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ryker tried to vacuume Jos hair with our swivvel sweeper, we got most of it out but here is along piece that didn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXviWIz-CaI/AAAAAAAAA8U/uDA0zE1QMkk/s1600-h/CCF24012009_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXviWIz-CaI/AAAAAAAAA8U/uDA0zE1QMkk/s320/CCF24012009_00000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295074656854608290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SNOW.. Jo and Jim built a snowman out front. They had a good time. WE put a Pearl Jam hat on it from a concert I went to in highschool. WELL a few days later someone knocked his head off and stole the hat... oh the nerve! Silly Kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBypbv6I/AAAAAAAAA6c/MlaGZlsSaXM/s1600-h/IMG_4550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBypbv6I/AAAAAAAAA6c/MlaGZlsSaXM/s320/IMG_4550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060013656293282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*I got called to YW in my ward. I am the Mia Maids Advisor which is the 14-15 year olds a really hard age. I think it will be great however if you recall Jim is also in YM. Soo.. what to do with the kids on mutual night? Yeah I know.. so I asked the bishopric before excepting the call.. he said we talked about this and family comes first. If you can't make it then oh well. That was reassuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*I got a new calling.... but... haven't been released from the Primary Choirster so I am still doing it. I love this calling and am sad to go, especially bc I love the songs this year. However.. it will be good to move on and get reacquainted with other women in the ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;*** Now since I started this post much has happened at home and work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; Jim and I had 2 friends pass on last week, both young and in their prime. The funerals were very sweet and gave some closure and it makes us VERY grateful for the Plan of Salvation and eternal families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;The Innes G'Prnts were so good to take the kids sledding while we went to pay our respect to Jon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK0K-rXI/AAAAAAAAA8E/BCO7_OZXv10/s1600-h/sleddingday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvbK0K-rXI/AAAAAAAAA8E/BCO7_OZXv10/s320/sleddingday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295066765754019186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I held bunco at my house. It was a great time!!! I had good food, cheesy veggies soup, bake a potato bar, salad, wheat rolls and cupcakes and ice cream for dessert! Thanks to Jim... fixing my prize mistake at the last minute, the prizes were good too all baking theme. My mom got 7 natural buncos that is awesome if you've never played this dice chance game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What a way to start off another year of bunco with a great group!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;My mom  Joy celebrated her 54th birthday. It was a good time yummy prime rib dinner, cooked by DAD soo yummy, gifts, Wii cards and more! We love you Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We have enjoyed some time in the snow sledding, building snow caves and more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBivdQDI/AAAAAAAAA6U/JMRebszOAFU/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvVBivdQDI/AAAAAAAAA6U/JMRebszOAFU/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295060009386590258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as I head back to work, I am sad to not be home all day with the kids. I have got so much more done, been able to keep on top of my house and cook dinner.  However I love my job! I am excited to get my 4-H Program running again and for the short daily 3-4 hour break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over this long vacation I have managed to organize my scrapbook paper and room and the kids closets some, decorate my house some, makes some decorations for the house, play lots of Candyland with the kids, clean my carpets.. well Jim did that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks honey I love you!..&lt;/span&gt;eat lots of junk but exercised to burn it off, do some puzzles  and play Wii with the kids, go on a few dates with Jim and have had ALOT of family time. It's been sooo great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-1919284008265973740?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1919284008265973740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1919284008265973740' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1919284008265973740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1919284008265973740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-whats-goin-on_24.html' title='Hey what&apos;s goin on?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SXvgydzk4uI/AAAAAAAAA8M/LemBDVXlUlg/s72-c/jo+school+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-6631529881352022048</id><published>2009-01-09T09:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:33:11.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/SWd69gOkINI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ifcGgpl6-Q/s1600-h/336955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/SWd69gOkINI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ifcGgpl6-Q/s200/336955.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289331484411568338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We lost our good friend JonJuan this week. He was a wonderful friend and man. We are so glad that he was able to be sealed to his sweetheart Dawn before his passing - she brought so much joy to his life. I will always have fond memories of "throwing the rock" (bowling) with Jon and his rocker pose after a strike. We will also miss his humor and gentle heart. Thanks for all the good memories Jon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted his obituary below." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Gerrit Peter Paine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Gerrit Peter Paine passed away January 6, 2009 in Salt Lake City, Utah. Jon was born June 4, 1973 to J. Peter and Pamela Paine in Pittsburgh, PA, the youngest of 5 children. He grew up in Pittsburgh and San Jose, CA. He served an honorable mission in the Illinois Peoria Mission, attended UVU, earning a degree in Human Behavior, and worked for Neways International, Inc. in Salem, UT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon took the love of his life, Dawn Louise Andrus, to the Salt Lake City Temple where they were sealed for time and all eternity on September 20, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon had a joyful, humorous, exuberant spirit and loved all kinds of music, fast cars, and good food. He enjoyed playing games with his family and watching his favorite sports teams, but most of all, spending time with his Dawnie-girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon is survived by his bride Dawn, his mother, Pamela Paine, 2 brothers, David, Jeffrey (Carolyn) and a sister, Kellene Vella (Shon). He was a beloved uncle to 6 nephews and 3 nieces, Ethan, Erica, Benjamin, Jared, Rebekah and Rachel Paine, Tyrie, Kelson and Brady Vella. He is also survived by his father and mother-in-law, Douglas D. and Audrey Andrus. He was preceded in death by his father and older brother, Joel. Theirs was a joyous reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family would like to thank the valiant staff of the University of Utah Medical Center who worked so heroically in his behalf the final hours of his mortal sojourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Services will be held Saturday, January 10, 2009 at 1:00 pm in the Edgemont 8th Ward Chapel, 3050 Mojave Lane, Provo, UT. A viewing will be held on Friday evening from 6-8, at Berg Mortuary, 185 East Center, Provo, UT and at the church on Saturday from 11-12:30 prior to the funeral. Interment will be at the Provo City Cemetery. Condolences may be sent to info@bergmortuary.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of flowers, donations are appreciated at UCCU in Jonathan Paine's name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-6631529881352022048?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/6631529881352022048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=6631529881352022048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6631529881352022048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6631529881352022048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-lost-our-good-friend-jonjuan-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jim Innes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189030075386228077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/Sa1F9E01JZI/AAAAAAAAATc/PDJIibjqD0s/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/SWd69gOkINI/AAAAAAAAATM/3ifcGgpl6-Q/s72-c/336955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3171670239227661172</id><published>2008-12-20T04:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T05:21:59.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCKY!!! (warning super long post but has to be journaled)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SUzjWQ8o4OI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Z4Ufs_9Y5aI/s1600-h/Photo+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SUzjWQ8o4OI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Z4Ufs_9Y5aI/s320/Photo+170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281846434644680930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday  I was very lucky!  No I didn't win the lottery, bunco, or even hit all the red lights on Center Street. I was lucky, mostly VERY blessed because I got to say goodnight to my little Jo Thursday evening.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see we had quite a scare Thursday afternoon. I took her to preschool, running a little late due to the snow, and told her to run into class because she was going to miss the visit to Santas village. Well she ran up, stopping to wave several times, went into the door area, there is a wall blocking my view completely, came back out, and waved again and I said "go go." (She does this all the time walk.. stop.. wave.. walk..._)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she was at school and Ryker and I went on to do our normal stuff, we thought. We went to the bank, came home shoveled snow, and went to get my hair trimmed. While getting my hair styled, I had a phone call on my cell. I didn't recognize the number so I sent it to voicemail. After getting into my car I sat to listen to the message and it goes something like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is the principal from Orem Elementary and we have something to tell you. Today when you dropped Jo off at preschool, the doors were locked, we don't know why but they were. So after trying the doors, Jo started walking home. A family found her at 400 S and Main and took her in called the cops and she is now back at school!" (Okay at this point I am bawling hysterically in my car.) I listen to the rest of the message about how Jo just thought school was closed, I drove off and she just thought to walk home.  Now we live about 11 blocks east and 4 blocks west of her school and on the other side of State Street. I know she would have never made it home, although she was headed in the right direction.  Then the tears really came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The great principal went on to say that he took her in his office and they had  a chat about this and he walked her around the school and showed her all the doors to try and how to never walk home and how she was soo lucky that good people found her.  WHAT a scary moment!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I drove home, called the principal and we talked. He said she was fine, and I called into class to check on her.  She was fine, but boy was I not. I was feeling so guilty that she had come running after me and I just drove off.  I was thinking about all the bad case scenarios and what ifs?  I called my mom -who happened to answer her cellphone-  and  just cried and she helped me calm down. I tried to get ahold of Jim for 2 hours, but he was working away from his phone and desk. It was a BAD DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am soo grateful that this story ended good. I love my JO and I wouldn't know what to do without her. She is my mini me, my copy cat, my only girl...right now and I love her. I finally got ahold of Jim, and bawled hysterically to him. Thirty minutes later, since he was more calm, he picked her up from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she arrived home I was waiting. I ran to her, hugged her, didn't let go and talked to her. I asked her why she didnt' come running after me, she said she did so then I started to cry again. But remembering I had stopped to scrap my windows and was there awhile I asked again about her running after me she said she didn't and she  didn't say anything either. So it appears that... last time she came back out from the doors and she was waving and I said "jo  go"; that was her plea for help. It was not for me to go but to stop. We have had a long talk about how that was not a panic call and  how she needed to run and scream MOOOOOOMMM!!! It was a very long talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE talked about stranger danger. We talked about how she was soo lucky that someone nice found her, as she was trying to walk home. WE talked about how she was brave but how it wasn't a smart choice to try to walk home. We showed her how far in the car today and showed her STATE STREET and how scary it is to cross. What an emotional time it was for both of us. She cried I cried, we talked cried some more and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked about her story, She said after trying the doors, she didn't think to go in the blue ones, the main, she just knew she had to get home. She told me she was cold and and scared but she watched for cars and walked about 6-8  blocks on the sidewalk. She talked about how her shoes and socks were wet and she put her hands in and out of her pockets. NOW here I am picturing this and tears just come to my eyes. AGAIN and then to hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went on to say then a nice dad was outside shoveling snow and she was walking in her PJS and coat, if that doesn't make it worse (it was PJ day at school) and crying. He asked her if she was lost, she said yes. He invited her in and let her talk to his wife and watch TV while they called the cops and then they, not the cops, took her back to school with the cop following. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful that they were good honest people, who didn't take or hurt my JO. I am so grateful that they could understand her as she has a speech delay. I am so blessed that she was able to tell them where she came from and what had happened and they were able to contact the right school. I am so glad that last night as I was driving to Lehi in the snowstorm that I wasn't out searching for JO. I am so grateful that the Lord is looking out for me and that his hand is in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't drive down that street without crying yet. I can't sleep because I have bad dreams of her running after me and me not stopping, her getting hit by a car  worse things. It's awful, really. Now I know this happens to alot of people and almost every parent loses their kid or something but I still just get so shook up about this. I seriously might need therapy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning, went to her bed, she wasn't there and the fear came again. She was downstairs playing with the nativity scene quiet as a mouse. I again ran up to her hugged her and said " JO I couldn't find you, you scared me!"She said, "mom I am not gone I am right here." AND I am sooo glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didn't want to go to school today b/c she was worried that they would lock her out and that I would leave her. She gets choked up at this part of her story every time.  I assured her that the teachers have promised to check the doors everyday and that it won't happen again. (and I gues the teachers witnessed the janitor who was suppose to unlock the door, get an Earful today:( ) JO added about the doors, and if they are locked I won't walk home I will go in the blue doors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy she has learned her lesson and we did make it to school today. Thank goodness it was a Christmas party that I was in charge of so I was going with her. She was ok about that. WE had a great time in her class decorating cookies, making crafts, playing games and all sorts Now we are on Christmas break so we have 2.5 weeks to heal from the trauma. I am sure Jo is way more over it that I will ever be and that is good as one of us has to have it together it's Christmas for heck sake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on with the FUN!!&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/6054056822002819291-3171670239227661172?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/3171670239227661172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=3171670239227661172' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3171670239227661172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3171670239227661172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/lucky-warning-super-long-post-but-has.html' title='LUCKY!!! (warning super long post but has to be journaled)'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SUzjWQ8o4OI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Z4Ufs_9Y5aI/s72-c/Photo+170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8751172996560697723</id><published>2008-12-12T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:57:40.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innes Elves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A586154' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=s5uwUxM7bL5pAZS3&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=s5uwUxM7bL5pAZS3&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=s5uwUxM7bL5pAZS3&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Send your own &lt;a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyOTExMTgyNjc3NiZwdD*xMjI5MTExODU1MTkwJnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAyNjY5Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1hNjBiZGEyMWM*YTk*MmFkODRiYTY5NzZmZjQ5YTc4MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-8751172996560697723?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8751172996560697723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8751172996560697723' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8751172996560697723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8751172996560697723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/innes-elves.html' title='Innes Elves'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2466306029259975167</id><published>2008-12-12T12:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:14:20.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to CHEER about!</title><content type='html'>I am so glad to say that tomorrow is the first day of my Christmas Vacation YEAH!!!  I can't wait for family to come in town and the partying to begin.  I love this time of year!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a busy week and month and work and I need a break. Tonight I have my last Parent Showcase for the Games Club and then I am outta there. I get to work from home for the next 1.5 months and be with my kiddos! YEAH!!!! My pocketbook and online shopping addiction isn't cheering but I sure am.  I hope to get much done on this break, baking, home projects, and more!!! &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/6054056822002819291-2466306029259975167?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2466306029259975167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2466306029259975167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2466306029259975167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2466306029259975167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-to-cheer-about.html' title='Something to CHEER about!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8796038242425632800</id><published>2008-12-07T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:28:50.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to blog about?</title><content type='html'>ok so I have to post why I love to shop at Smiths. Well not only are the sells good and I don't have to count up to a price to get certain $ amounts off my order at checkout but they have a gas station. TONIGHT Jim filled up my van for under $25.00.. That is crazy we paid 1.34 a gallon with our 15cents off coupon!! YEAH that was fun! We love you Smiths!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-8796038242425632800?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8796038242425632800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8796038242425632800' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8796038242425632800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8796038242425632800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-to-blog-about.html' title='Something to blog about?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1118182197631535650</id><published>2008-12-06T14:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:43:17.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look alot like Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STr3m6UmRLI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/aq8jBElZyh0/s1600-h/IMG_1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STr3m6UmRLI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/aq8jBElZyh0/s320/IMG_1867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276802161280697522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STr3mqLdJQI/AAAAAAAAA4I/1iw5FB5R9as/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STr3mqLdJQI/AAAAAAAAA4I/1iw5FB5R9as/s320/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276802156947383554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzu7oh24I/AAAAAAAAA4A/AUgRO4zc7YU/s1600-h/IMG_1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzu7oh24I/AAAAAAAAA4A/AUgRO4zc7YU/s320/IMG_1785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797901025172354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzupUzEnI/AAAAAAAAA34/oHJJ2gjtMmg/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzupUzEnI/AAAAAAAAA34/oHJJ2gjtMmg/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797896110576242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzuGNP8pI/AAAAAAAAA3w/4jrQAzfBN5M/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrzuGNP8pI/AAAAAAAAA3w/4jrQAzfBN5M/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797886683673234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrztr71ksI/AAAAAAAAA3o/2e6ika7XztU/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrztr71ksI/AAAAAAAAA3o/2e6ika7XztU/s320/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797879631319746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrztaW3LMI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U1wyNfVc0rA/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STrztaW3LMI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U1wyNfVc0rA/s320/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276797874912832706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decorated our family tree last Saturday and then this Monday night, for Family night, we decorated the kids tree. Here are some pics of Jo and Rykers tree. They insist we turn the lights on every morning. Ryker is really in love with holiday lights and he is so much fun. He calls them"wites" and has to go outside to see our house lights everynight. He is now learning his colors and is soo proud. He tells you the colors of the lights. Also the first thing he asks for in the morning or when he goes to the grandparents house it to... "Cuwa" he says.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday night we went up to see the trees at the festival Jo, Jim, Cuz Shelbey, and I. We left Ryker with Grandma/pa Herberts because of 2 fears; 1- he would get restless to soon and 2-he would break something. There were too many people there so it wasn't as joyable as the set up day. As of 9:30 last night my 4-H kids tree hadn't sold. I was sad but life goes on. I feel it's priced a little high and I didn't put enough stuff to go with it under it but oh well. All trees that don't sell are still donated to charity so it's still serving someone. There were some incredible trees there glass ones, wood ones and my favorite one all decorate in PEZ dispensers! The kids loved to search out their favorite pez head characters. I learned ALOT for next year. Especially to go in the day time and not the night before closing night. Here is my candyland tree these pics just don't do it justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-1118182197631535650?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1118182197631535650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1118182197631535650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1118182197631535650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1118182197631535650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-alot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look alot like Christmas!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STr3m6UmRLI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/aq8jBElZyh0/s72-c/IMG_1867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1748258313990303119</id><published>2008-12-01T00:56:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:12:12.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE HAVE WE BEEN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfDe-CTsI/AAAAAAAAA2g/BllLtHiXhJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfDe-CTsI/AAAAAAAAA2g/BllLtHiXhJQ/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274734470782668482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfC9gwOQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kilMMOiBjpU/s1600-h/IMG_1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfC9gwOQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kilMMOiBjpU/s320/IMG_1709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274734461801478402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfCamSAVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/AxPvgESwF3s/s1600-h/IMG_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfCamSAVI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/AxPvgESwF3s/s320/IMG_1702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274734452429422930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfBzLfSGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7ni8wltI2kI/s1600-h/IMG_1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfBzLfSGI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7ni8wltI2kI/s320/IMG_1697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274734441848064098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I know I haven't posted since Halloween and that is pretty sad however life has been BUSY!  We are happy and healthy and all is well. What we been up to? Well mostly work and play, either on the house, at our jobs or with family!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been organizing  my 4-H Afterschool Programs service project. We are donating a decorated Christmas tree to the Festival of Trees.  The tree and wreath is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://08EA6F43-7F04-4690-955F-B50E73F46947/imgres.jpg" alt="imgres.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;themed and it has been lots of work, but fun. Here are some pics of the kid at school working on making candy garland, trains, gumdrop bulbs, gingerbread people and more! TOMORROW is the big day that I get to go take it up to the festival and spend hours decorating it. Jim is coming with me and I am soo glad. He is so supportive of my job and the extras that come with it! I will post pics of the final pics later. If you haven't heard of the Festival of Trees it is an awesome expo where ALL proceeds go to the Primary Childrens Hospital. There are tons of trees all sizes, gingerbread houses, boutiques and candy shops to browse, buy and just enjoy. Here is the website if you are interested in a good family outing...   www.festivaloftreesutah.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also had one of the parent nights for my cooking club. We had more than expected show up. I bet we fed at least 40 people. The cooking club kids did a great job making chicken tortilla soup, queso, salad, banana split brownie sundae! It was neat to see so much support for these kids and to see actual conversation going on between them and their parents. I LOVE MY JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week has been so busy. On Tuesday night after getting home from service project day, making  for along day at work, my mom called with 2 free tickets to "A Christmas Carol" at the HALE CENTER THEATER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://DED4F2E0-660D-4514-91CA-AFE69E5FF653/christmasCarolPhoto.jpg" alt="christmasCarolPhoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim and I took her up on that offer and the offer to take the kids for the night. We made a date out of it starting off with yummy Cafe Rio!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://3DBF0D12-420C-4F9A-85D0-9D64AACAC202/11490827p1.jpg" alt="11490827p1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The play was good really got me in the mood for Christmas. I highly recommend it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We topped our  night off with some yummy ice cream and the newest CHUCK episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiRzpuf1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/s-RhOgmNco8/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiRzpuf1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/s-RhOgmNco8/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274738015387680594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiRRhxi8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/sE1CS7YrVW4/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our turkeys!! We had to disguise them so they wouldn't get cooked for Thanksgiving. This was our singing time activity for Primary last week! JO has played with them numerous times since and the kids in primary loved it, both ages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiRRhxi8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/sE1CS7YrVW4/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiRRhxi8I/AAAAAAAAA3I/sE1CS7YrVW4/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274738006227520450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gwampa coloring with the kids. This is Rykers new FAVORITE thing. He knows all his colors and is so proud. This is the 1st thing he asked to do when he wakes up even!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiQ_A_3fI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Rje0hQoTGYI/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiQ_A_3fI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Rje0hQoTGYI/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274738001258208754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was turkey day and it was delicious! WE ate dinner at the Innes.  It's always fun to eat special meals there, mom gets out her gorgeous china and goblets, lets us toast to the occasion and we always have meaningful conversations. Thanksgiving time is all about family to me! I love being with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiQrQ91KI/AAAAAAAAA24/j4qmPwYfokM/s1600-h/IMG_1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiQrQ91KI/AAAAAAAAA24/j4qmPwYfokM/s320/IMG_1735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274737995956475042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Jim, Mom, Ross, and Ang all played the new "The Office"  DVD game while I searched the ads.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOjXpIKWkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/u8RAU3b0KT0/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOjXpIKWkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/u8RAU3b0KT0/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274739215153388098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who do you think won?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Jim got the kids these cute matching shirts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiP-qFVBI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UoSfBB4FeNM/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOiP-qFVBI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UoSfBB4FeNM/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274737983982228498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the fun we went to the Herberts for pie and more ad looking. We scoped out our deals, grabbed a cousin to spend the night, had some more pie and BBQ turkey and headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIDAY we went out shopping at 7:30AM. I tried to do 5 but wasn't feeling so hot. I was grateful that Jim went with me this year. It was much more fun! He found some great deals, doorbusters in return carts, randomly stashed items that we wanted and did it all with a smile! I love Black Friday!!! I love to shop in the crowds call me crazy but it is just fun. However we got alot on our list done, now what do I do when I get off work soon? hmmm home projects! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we took our kids to the mall to walk around BaD IdEA no not really. It was soo packed but still a good getaway and some good exercise! That night Ma and Pa Innes took our kids, even on his birthday grandpas Jim was so willling, and Jim and I went to the new Bond movie "Quantum of Solace" I liked it but  I like Bond. Afterwards we did MORE shopping just can't spend enough money I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Sunday and it's a good day. We just celebrated Grandpas 59th Bday with a great dinner and cake. JO helped make his card and we had some laughs. The cake was delicious even if some of it had some wax on it from all 59 candles takin so long to lite. heheeh!! really some were burned all the way down to the cake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE love our grandpa Jim! He is so awesome! What a great example he is to our little family. He always shows us what's important. He holds and honors his priesthood and chooses the right! He takes care of his family, is healthy and fun we couldn't ask for a better one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-1748258313990303119?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1748258313990303119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1748258313990303119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1748258313990303119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1748258313990303119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-have-we-been.html' title='WHERE HAVE WE BEEN?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/STOfDe-CTsI/AAAAAAAAA2g/BllLtHiXhJQ/s72-c/IMG_1706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7623733973713468139</id><published>2008-11-18T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:23:31.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private</title><content type='html'>Hi all, we are going to go private with our blog here in the next week or so. We would love to still have our family and friends reading it so please send Leslie or I your email address so we can add you to the list. Thanks - Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-7623733973713468139?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7623733973713468139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7623733973713468139' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7623733973713468139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7623733973713468139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-private.html' title='Going Private'/><author><name>Jim Innes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189030075386228077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I0XS30TAL5I/Sa1F9E01JZI/AAAAAAAAATc/PDJIibjqD0s/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3608210814090682560</id><published>2008-11-12T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:38:34.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dad I don't want to be choked"</title><content type='html'>OK Ok I know you are all thinking what? This is not what it seems but its a funny story though.&lt;div&gt;We were leaving to go to Lehi on Sunday and the kids wanted to listen to Hakuna Matata sp? on the radio. Well Jim being a tease turned it on his station, some rock, and said that it was that. Jo told him " Don't lie dad this is not" I said, "quit being a tease" he came back with "I am not teasing and I joking with her" and this is when Jo said. "Dad I don't want to be choked"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He HE HE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-3608210814090682560?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/3608210814090682560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=3608210814090682560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3608210814090682560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3608210814090682560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/11/dad-i-dont-want-to-be-choked.html' title='&quot;Dad I don&apos;t want to be choked&quot;'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3019846522028836277</id><published>2008-11-07T10:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:41:40.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUh DORA</title><content type='html'>Cute thing JO said today while watching Dora Snow Princess.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dora: "Come on everyone pull with me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JO: "I can't because I am not in the TV" said with a "DUH" tone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHE  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-3019846522028836277?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/3019846522028836277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=3019846522028836277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3019846522028836277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3019846522028836277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/11/duh-dora.html' title='DUh DORA'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-3156969105203841721</id><published>2008-11-04T21:25:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:22:34.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZPTyz3GI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Byel5u87SRk/s1600-h/DSCF0118.JPG'/><title type='text'>TRIcK OR TReAt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRElIKC8ugI/AAAAAAAAAys/zShbTXFPm7g/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRElIKC8ugI/AAAAAAAAAys/zShbTXFPm7g/s320/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030261438724610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday we went to a really fun Halloween party in the neighborhood. Our Sweet cousin Staci watched our kids and stayed the weekend. A the party, WE had a good time playing games, eating food, getting to know others in the ward, and laughing about it all!  I am a classy Pat Benatar! I guess! Jim is staff from the show "The Office"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Tuesday was the annual Light's On activity for my job. It is a district wide event. I have spent several hours getting it ready including shopping for over 15000 pieces of candy, getting donations for the raffle, storing it all at my school and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHR66_MXgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/GgWSiNKw3Tc/s1600-h/DSCF0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHR66_MXgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/GgWSiNKw3Tc/s320/DSCF0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265220249569746434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to win the WII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHR6kA5xBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/poLvYxGyroI/s320/DSCF0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265220243402900498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The age Pre K - #rd GRade winners! I love Mario and Luigi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day came... we had over 700 people there. There was a trick or treat, costume contest, raffle, and chaos. While the kids trick or treated they were given a paper to fill out as a family. The paper had ? about afterschool and such. They entered as a family that paper into a raffle. There were movies, gift certificates, tents, sporting equip, candy, ... and a WII. It was a crazy night, we ran a little long, but there were few complaints except when the girl who one the Wii yelled "WAHOO NOW I HAVE 2".. yeah it wasn't good but it was fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT night my legs were numb, my feet have never ached so bad in my life but it's over!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kiddos came and loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday we had a small party here at our house. Thanks to Lyndi for pulling it all together. It was great! Some people dressed up and there are pic here http://www.lyndibonefam.blogspot.com/ We had food, played games and just enjoyed company! I was lame and didn't dress up, I was too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HALLOWEEN DAY!!!! WE got up, got dressed into costumes, and headed out. I took JO a sweet beautiful Cinderella to school, then came home got Ryker all "dogged" out and then we went to JOs school for her parade. Since her pre-school is in a elementary we got to experience waiting for the parade. It was fun. I stayed with JO at her school while Jim took Ryker home. It was fun being we her at school, trying to help out. The kids made eyeballs for snack with frosting, vanilla wafers, gummy savers, and choc chips. They then had some dirt cups, and the kids wouldn't eat them until they new it wasn't real dirt and had it stirred in. THEN they had a special visitor, no not SANTA, not a WITCH, but a DOGGIE. The teachers sis brought in her doggie dressed as underdog, to do tricks for the kids. THey LOVED IT!! all in all it was a good day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZOUMKC3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/zUw7r8sls5E/s1600-h/DSCF0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZOUMKC3I/AAAAAAAAA0U/zUw7r8sls5E/s320/DSCF0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265228279333915506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for Jo in the Parade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZNXHfMnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-5eLvLv4gRk/s1600-h/DSCF0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZNXHfMnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-5eLvLv4gRk/s320/DSCF0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265228262939767410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THERE SHE IS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZN71xouI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qD08wj_G5Sc/s1600-h/DSCF0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZN71xouI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qD08wj_G5Sc/s320/DSCF0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265228272797590242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There She Goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZO0j2cAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/dgs_cCPd128/s1600-h/DSCF0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZO0j2cAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/dgs_cCPd128/s320/DSCF0115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265228288023228418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peek A Boo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHZPTyz3GI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Byel5u87SRk/s320/DSCF0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265228296407473250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker as a cute lil doggy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHR75nxZoI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gFuEhzKWWgE/s1600-h/DSCF0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHR75nxZoI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gFuEhzKWWgE/s320/DSCF0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265220266382943874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTs6o6PAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/TNvEDH7JKUg/s1600-h/DSCF0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making Eyeballs!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTse_kzzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/e4_Eyz6ccFk/s320/DSCF0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265222200560242482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Thats some sour drink! (Gingerale with Orange Sherbet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTrTM30fI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tJQbtc-9wHg/s320/DSCF0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265222180214919666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirt Cups with Gummy Spiders YUM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTse_kzzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/e4_Eyz6ccFk/s1600-h/DSCF0175.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTsFDSmjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IjmZKYZFhOo/s1600-h/DSCF0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTsFDSmjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IjmZKYZFhOo/s1600-h/DSCF0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTsFDSmjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IjmZKYZFhOo/s320/DSCF0174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265222193596504626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTrTM30fI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tJQbtc-9wHg/s1600-h/DSCF0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a glow stick hey hey hey!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTrTM30fI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tJQbtc-9wHg/s1600-h/DSCF0157.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTs6o6PAI/AAAAAAAAAz8/TNvEDH7JKUg/s320/DSCF0179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265222207981370370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Special Visitor! SUPER DOG!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTr4GEWRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tlmeSE0UhdQ/s1600-h/DSCF0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTr4GEWRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tlmeSE0UhdQ/s1600-h/DSCF0173.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHTr4GEWRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tlmeSE0UhdQ/s320/DSCF0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265222190118492434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the girls in Jos class.. so cute!  Giovana, Jo, Emma, Haytie, Evvy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HALLOWEEN DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Jim was with JO that day and I was working and Ryker Sleeping they decided to carve the Big Pumpkin my mom brought over the night before! Well Jo didn't want dad to cut it, so... they drew on it instead. It was funny because they had to take turns on who got to display there drawing. So they would turn it around through out the night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Funny story about how this pumpkin came to us.. My mom was driving around in her orange HHR and this lil boy was selling pumpkins at a corner. He yells "Hey pumpkin car come buy a pumpkin!" so she did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbPQsBnEI/AAAAAAAAA0s/GUrgFZPOPJ4/s320/DSCF0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230494596963394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jos Side&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbPzwlEkI/AAAAAAAAA00/cMKojrKXKQM/s1600-h/DSCF0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbPzwlEkI/AAAAAAAAA00/cMKojrKXKQM/s1600-h/DSCF0192.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbPzwlEkI/AAAAAAAAA00/cMKojrKXKQM/s320/DSCF0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230504011305538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HALLOWEEN NIGHT!!! Well I got home from work, tried to make some dinner and off we went around the neighborhood. Jo and Ryker loved trick or treating and saying thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorites of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbQYUbPxI/AAAAAAAAA08/ZKfj17xF4sA/s1600-h/DSCF0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbQYUbPxI/AAAAAAAAA08/ZKfj17xF4sA/s320/DSCF0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230513825333010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Gang ready to go twick or tweating!!! WE actually did part of our ward this year and then went to Lehi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbQqTrFVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/P1eoPuBZcdc/s1600-h/DSCF0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbQqTrFVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/P1eoPuBZcdc/s320/DSCF0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230518654014802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so can you tell I was cooking dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTER THE LONG LATE NIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHbRZeVxDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/TxSWMdvoCac/s320/DSCF0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230531315221554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother and Daughter both with FAKE Smiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfr1JSD8I/AAAAAAAAA1U/OTq7qJxrlSM/s1600-h/DSCF0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfr1JSD8I/AAAAAAAAA1U/OTq7qJxrlSM/s320/DSCF0198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265235383466201026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INNES HALLOWEEN 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfs1II4VI/AAAAAAAAA1c/rM0wFlpWMaE/s1600-h/DSCF0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfs1II4VI/AAAAAAAAA1c/rM0wFlpWMaE/s320/DSCF0203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265235400641274194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE IN LOVE THAN EVER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHftTzlk2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ECaayY_LMVI/s1600-h/DSCF0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHftTzlk2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/ECaayY_LMVI/s320/DSCF0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265235408876573538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My BABY :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHft0ejxcI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xwG10K0W52A/s1600-h/DSCF0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHft0ejxcI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xwG10K0W52A/s320/DSCF0210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265235417646745026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A FIT!!! SOO TIRED &amp;amp; SO LATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfvUekvbI/AAAAAAAAA10/Di8UYR7gumc/s1600-h/DSCF0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHfvUekvbI/AAAAAAAAA10/Di8UYR7gumc/s320/DSCF0215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265235443416612274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTER THE FIT, one last pic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love my family! I am not a huge fan of Halloween but I tried to be more this year. It was a busy month and I can't believe it's passed but on to the really important holidays ahead!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;****MY FAVES OF THE NIGHT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Jo said would tell the people that answered the door. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Cinderella, Ryker is a dog, my Dads a football player. .. but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; at one house she says and my Mom is??? MOM... um...WHAT ARE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Ryker learning to say&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWEAT" &amp;amp; "Tanks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the doors. He was soo cute and polite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The weather was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Going to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and seeing all the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We just love being at the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grandparents houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At the Herberts Jo got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;princess puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Ryker got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new matchbox car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I got to eat a huge bowl of mom Herberts &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homemade potato soup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ALL THE &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CANDY&lt;/span&gt; of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHh6mnkc7I/AAAAAAAAA18/WeEKfY69mmQ/s1600-h/DSCF0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRHh6mnkc7I/AAAAAAAAA18/WeEKfY69mmQ/s320/DSCF0201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265237836287996850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6054056822002819291-3156969105203841721?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/3156969105203841721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=3156969105203841721' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3156969105203841721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/3156969105203841721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='TRIcK OR TReAt!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SRElIKC8ugI/AAAAAAAAAys/zShbTXFPm7g/s72-c/IMG_1632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-969769910711772853</id><published>2008-10-25T01:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:00:55.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny St George FAll 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-4d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-4d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2449958197304394573&amp;amp;site=widget-4d.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197304394573&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p1/2449958197304394573/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197304394573&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p2/2449958197304394573/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197304394573&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p4/2449958197304394573/ms_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekfor Fall Break I took off the whole week of work and went to St. George with Lyndi. We brought along the kids and I have never made sooooo many stops on the the way in my life and I went to college in Cedar City for 2 years and go to Mesquite often with ma and pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. after finally arriving at Annacas (college roommate and friend for life,) mom house we settled in. It was a good vacation! I actually came home not needing a vacation from my vacation!! That's a First! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times I was very, ok REALLY, annoyed with my kids as they were both being soo whiney, partly b/c being out of their element and the competition between kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RYKER decided it was time to climb out of his porta-crib so I didn't have a way of making him nap, and bedtime was rather late with me in the theatre room so he was always tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We had some great times, flashing back to the old days, playing in the water, movies, food LOTS of food, park outings and more! It was soo fun to catch up and have fun! THANKS  Annaca, Sadie, Bizzy, and Travis for letting us come and crash your break. Travis must think we are soo crazy! Thanks for all the food and the place to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Aubs, Addy and Hope for taking time to play too, it was great seeing you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Cope Family for letting us stay in your home. It was soo comfortable, cozy, convenient to be all under one roof and brought back good memories!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Lyndi, Aiden, and Liam for making the trip with us! It was so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we hated to leave but had to head home. :( After taking the "posture pics" and little Sadie modeling for us we set out. :) It was a better ride because the kids slept all at the same time from cedar to about fillmore YEAH!!!, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home Jim had been working. He put up shelfs in my scrapbook room, bought some cupboards, cleaned the house and much more. He is too good to me and I love him! He knows things the little surprise "honey dos" just make my day and it was good to see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did find that when we arrived home Ryker was still whiney. So I checked his ears and one is still leaking fluid and blood. His tubes are coming out but very VERY slowly no worries I already seen the doc. Sooo I feel bad... I didn't think of that and the elevation change down there. So maybe that is also why he was soo whiney down there. Sorry buddy I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here are some pics of the trip not that great though there was something was wrong with the settings on my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-969769910711772853?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/969769910711772853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=969769910711772853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/969769910711772853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/969769910711772853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunny-st-george-fall-2008.html' title='Sunny St George FAll 2008'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8249284906720598334</id><published>2008-10-23T18:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:44:30.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>donuts for Jesus</title><content type='html'>So JO plays with a little girl across the street name Izzy almost everyday. Today here mom  Angela came over and said the other day they were eating some donuts and the girls said, "you have to save a donut for baby Jesus" I thought.. hmm funny, he isn't a baby anymore right? and I am pretty sure he won't come down and eat the donut but hey who knows right? At least she is learning to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-8249284906720598334?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8249284906720598334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8249284906720598334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8249284906720598334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8249284906720598334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/donuts-for-jesus.html' title='donuts for Jesus'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1834767813581717978</id><published>2008-10-21T10:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:01:20.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a style=" background: #000 url(http://www.bunkbeds.net/velociraptor/img/badge.jpg) no-repeat 0 0; display: block; width: 322px; height: 157px; text-align: center; padding-top: 150px; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 30px; color: #ff9900; " href="http://www.bunkbeds.net/velociraptor/"&gt; &lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;I could survive for&lt;/span&gt; 57 seconds &lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bunkbeds.net"&gt;Bunk Beds Pedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-1834767813581717978?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1834767813581717978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1834767813581717978' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1834767813581717978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1834767813581717978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-could-survive-for-57-seconds-chained.html' title=''/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-5935586481241729779</id><published>2008-10-13T17:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:00:28.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey..... what's goin on???</title><content type='html'>Well besides being busy as always we have added some extra stuff to our plates lately. I have to shout out to my awesome hubby Jim. He has been working so hard that last few weeks on different home projects giving up a lot of play time and personal time. Thanks babe Love Ya!&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A NEW WALL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd629OjtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/XGwToY8cZjE/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd629OjtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/XGwToY8cZjE/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256789193325973202" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Just before the Womens Conference I had some training at UVU. I came home Friday to a new wall being put up in my basement. Jim and I decided it was time for me to have my own place to do crafts, scrapbook and for the toys to be stored. So I came home to a framed wall. Then on Sat. I came home to a complete wall with drywall up and all mudded. After realizing that Jim and the kids weren't home, they were enjoying a day with daddy flying, it dawned on me. Mom and Dad Herbert had come and done it! We called the the sheetrock fairies! Thanks for visiting mom and dad we really appreciate all you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; GENERAL WOMEN CONFERENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Womens Conference was great! I got to attend it live at the Conference center and brought along Lyndi. It was a nice uplifting and spiritual event for me. Something that doesn't happen much at church, due to fighting kids, hungry kids, loud kids... did I mention KIDS! heheh I love them though, wouldn't trade them for the world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the conference, the thing I remember the most is something like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t let the fear of failure discourage you!"&lt;/span&gt; I liked that!  We women are so hard on ourselves and it is all because we are scared to do something wrong but doing wrong making mistakes isn't that how we learn and grow? One of my mottos in life is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Exhaustion is NOT a prerequisite to exaltation ."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;This is soo true. It is not a bad thing and we are not bad people if we can't do it all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also fun to see our college roomie and friend Brooke in the choir. What a beautiful job they did and what an incredible spirit was present.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being stuck in a parking garage for 30 mins,  Lyndi and I went to dinner are The Olive Garden. It was a nice night out! Thanks Lyndi for coming and Jim for being a supportive hubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THE NEW SHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following week we had to get our shed up because of the weather. We have had it since June but just haven't had the time or money to get it up. Well, Jim took off work on the Friday which included waking me up earlier than I am used to to assist. It was a BIG project bigger than we thought however it all went well. Days before we had prepared the ground and Dad H. and Jim had built a nice wood platform for it to set on. So now was have a nice BIG shed out back, a place to store STUFF,  and lots of people to thank for helping us get it done in time for the snow! THANKS Jim Dad and Dan for the hard work, Mom and Cort for helping with the kids, and Brother Troyna for borrowing us your ladder!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd6ch7_4I/AAAAAAAAAms/8nYCr5rT-mQ/s1600-h/IMG_1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd6ch7_4I/AAAAAAAAAms/8nYCr5rT-mQ/s320/IMG_1499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256789186232188802" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd6kqUrNI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jbDwsT9MfOU/s1600-h/IMG_1500.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd6kqUrNI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jbDwsT9MfOU/s320/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256789188414844114" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GENERAL CONFERENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Conference was very awesome I hope you agree! It was nice to curl up in a warm blanket and sit with Jim to take it all in.  I got much out of it: Find Joy in the Journey, how do deal with sorrow, learning to live within my means and appreciate what I have. plus much more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PRIESTHOOD SESSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the priesthood session, Jim went to dinner and the session with his Dad. This is a tradition and Jim loves it. I am glad he wants to go and I don't have to make him or guilt him. :) He always comes home happy he went and fills me in on the details. I am so grateful he honors his priesthood. He is in the young mens now, 2nd Counselor over the 12 yr olds! :) with the calling comes Asst. scout master. It has been quite an adjustment but he is doing well. Last week they earned their ice skating badge, of course Jim just watched he can't skate : }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While at the session my mom came over spontaneously, to paint my new wall. It was a quick job, but well done.  Now we are in the process of getting the 2 rooms back together, organized and functional. A big job, but it needs to be done! I will post pics later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what we are up too! Life is busy we are trying to make Halloween costumes, prepares for a Halloween Community celebration, getting ready for a girls and kids trip with Lyndi to ST G, getting ready for the Primary program, working, eating, serving and enjoying it all! Well we at least TRY to keep a smile on our face! :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPgY6oTaII/AAAAAAAAAnE/CjEWrRT5Eu8/s1600-h/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPgY6oTaII/AAAAAAAAAnE/CjEWrRT5Eu8/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256791908731283586" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-5935586481241729779?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/5935586481241729779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=5935586481241729779' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5935586481241729779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5935586481241729779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-whats-goin-on.html' title='Hey..... what&apos;s goin on???'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SPPd629OjtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/XGwToY8cZjE/s72-c/IMG_1506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-264657343602829598</id><published>2008-10-06T11:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:44:31.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOE PARTY !!!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick correction... the shoes pictured below are not of this company.  They are some of Jos infant shoes. I needed a pic of shoes!&lt;div&gt;SO remember SHOE PARTY, this THURS OCT 9th, my house 6:30PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic of on of the shoes I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-264657343602829598?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/264657343602829598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=264657343602829598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/264657343602829598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/264657343602829598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-quick-correction.html' title='SHOE PARTY !!!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1349072481812948132</id><published>2008-10-01T21:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:27:09.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics.. not the  best but hey they work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0f9cu9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/TSEkZLc20V0/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0f9cu9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/TSEkZLc20V0/s320/047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252392137074195410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0T-eXPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KaDKpAxyvjc/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0T-eXPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KaDKpAxyvjc/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252392133857271026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0h5LGtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/TBa3kCt8_Kc/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0h5LGtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/TBa3kCt8_Kc/s320/051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252392137593133778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0zo5jsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Wdlld9ClRG4/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0zo5jsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Wdlld9ClRG4/s320/082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252392142356713154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-01dpseI/AAAAAAAAAmU/sU72AsDIbXc/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-01dpseI/AAAAAAAAAmU/sU72AsDIbXc/s320/092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252392142846407138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some shots of the wedding and pre wedding stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These are in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every way &lt;/span&gt;when you call candid shots right? They were taken by cousins, sister-in-laws, friends, or nail technician. I love the one of mom and dad trying to wrestle the grandboys! Boy that was fun, but glad it's over. I am dying to see all the special moment caught on film from Angela and Lyndi! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-1349072481812948132?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1349072481812948132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1349072481812948132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1349072481812948132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1349072481812948132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-pics-not-best-but-hey-they-work.html' title='some pics.. not the  best but hey they work'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SOQ-0f9cu9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/TSEkZLc20V0/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-872428957588854363</id><published>2008-09-29T18:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:35:12.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOES, BOOTS, PURSES anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SORBWrES6zI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wxlTIYA39P0/s1600-h/P8310011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SORBWrES6zI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wxlTIYA39P0/s320/P8310011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252394923194510130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SORAsWLEAbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/MYk6mtMATjc/s320/P8310008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252394196031242674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;A new traveling shoe boutique, Shoe Fetish, will arrive at my house soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday Oct. 9 at 6:30 PM-8ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come look at their shoes, purses and boots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mall styles without mall prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);  font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;www.shoefetishparty.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);  font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;ALL OF OUR SHOES ARE UNDER $30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;COME AND HAVE FUN TRYING THEM ON...AND TAKE THEM HOME THAT SAME NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SHOES ARE FASHIONABLE AND IN STYLE FOR THE SEASON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WE HAVE SHOES FROM GIRL'S SIZE 11...ALL THE WAY TO WOMEN'S SIZE 11!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is invited and bring a friend or two. I would love to see all of you! If you need my address email me so I don't have to post it on the blog! I am in Orem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-872428957588854363?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/872428957588854363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=872428957588854363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/872428957588854363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/872428957588854363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/shoes-boots-purses-anyone_29.html' title='SHOES, BOOTS, PURSES anyone?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SORBWrES6zI/AAAAAAAAAmk/wxlTIYA39P0/s72-c/P8310011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7699165695483051129</id><published>2008-09-25T09:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:58:48.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I haven't posted pics yet.. this weekend promise</title><content type='html'>So the other day Jo said something so fitting...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were discussing something and I said "good job you were right JO"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHe said, "THANKS I love it when I am right!" this isn't a one time occurrence either...  I guess it's like the old saying goes, Like mother like daughter :) or any other woman in the world hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker is getting to be very entertaining lately. He is funny and cute or "tooute" as he would say it. NO more dress up just other stuff like glasses, shoes, hats. He likes to count to 1.. 2.. and other stuff. He is very motherly with his babies and loves other babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-7699165695483051129?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7699165695483051129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7699165695483051129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7699165695483051129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7699165695483051129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-know-i-havent-posted-pics-yet-this.html' title='I know I haven&apos;t posted pics yet.. this weekend promise'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-6568979891895658201</id><published>2008-09-21T15:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:03:37.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things have been go! go! go!</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in awhile.  Some updates.... I know this is long, but it's my journal so sorry just read the *sentences and you will get the jist of it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Saturday night Jim &amp;amp; I went on a real date no kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma and Pa Innes watched our kids THANKS!! We went to "La Vigna" in Lehi. Truly it wasn't very good. The marinara sauce they use is a bit too tomatoeee for me and my spinach alfredo sauce was kinda of lumpyish. The lasagna wasn't even close to G'Ma Innes'. It was about $50 to eat there and I just didn't think it was worth the price. I dunno maybe we got a bad chef. Afterwards we went shopping, yes shopping, Jim said I got to pick. We went to Ross to look for wedding attire and they had to push us out the doors at closing time. What a great date!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Monday Jo had to go to the dentist again, :( Last time though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't such a happy occasion this time as she had to have a baby root canal. I could hear her screaming from the waiting room so I went back to comfort her. It was sad. She did really good, and once she was out of the chair and got her new toy she was good. Then we went up to South Towne mall to find clothes for the wedding. I hate malls and thats that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Tuesday night I went out with my sister Cortney and sister in-law Stacee, and some friends for a night out with Cort. It was kind of a pre-wedding celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a surprise and we had a great time!  It was my first time, and I will go back. It was worth every penny. If you haven't had a pedicure before let me tell you it was heaven. I got to sit in a massage chair, soak my feet and just enjoy myself and the company. It was kind of odd that they had COPS on TV.  It kind of took away from the serenity of it all but oh well. It was so fun. I had a great time, I got cute red toenails with flowers on them and cute little green foamy flip flops to wear and then we went to Cafe Rio for dinner. YUMMY! Love that place!!! To top it all off we played cards with Stacee, Digger, Cort and Dan at Diggers house. I love my family!!! PICS TO COME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*My 4-H Afterschool Clubs started at school so work is in full swing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 10 clubs a week all with 15- 20 kids in them.  I get to entertain and treat them to a snack for 30 mins after school and then they go to club. So this week was going great till Thursday when I had the soccer club for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING RANT AND RAVE!!!  The soccer club is predominantly hispanic boys who are really really good at soccer. However, on the other hand they were really disrespectful too. I had to stop them from talking several times and it was all in Spanish too, them not me so then it was really bugging. So I shouted something I shouldn't have. I told them to "sit down, shut your mouths and listen to me, if you don't understand my English deal with it, be quiet and I will have someone translate afterwards!" Is that mean and prejudice of me? After wards I thought so, to assume they can't speak English; but really come on I just needed 10 mins. Then when we dismissed to clubs they started bouncing their soccer balls, wouldn't do the American Pledge or the 4-H one.. GRRRRR... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*On another note, they are really fun kids, very energetic and very funny now if I can just get them to learn some respect that would be great. So work was a rollercoaster but I enjoy being there, watchings kids learn to  make jewelry, cook, sign, dance, stomp, play soccer, yoga, run....I have an awesome job!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*NEXT that night I rushed home and Jim and I got everyone ready to go to Cortneys Wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't feeling well but we manage to get to the wedding on time and "looking good." PICS TO COME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a very quiet, small and peaceful ceremony, except Ryker talking about trucks that whole time to my Dad. It was a beautiful wedding in all and both Cortney and Dan were glowing with happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryker was jumping literally everywhere, he even rubbed his head on the pavement laughing, what a weirdo? He was soo hyped! I was out of energy by the end of the night. He isn't my quiet little lax boy anymore. We then had a scrumptious dinner, cut the cake and a little dance and came home. It was a nice evening. CONGRATS CORT &amp;amp; DAN we love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Dan and Jim are a lot alike. He is sort of a nerd, ehheh so he gets all of Jims silly jokes, woot shirts, and likes old school music. He loves to play darts and football as does Jim. He is a really good guy and We love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats that.. and a bag of chips! Have a great week everyone!&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/6054056822002819291-6568979891895658201?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/6568979891895658201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=6568979891895658201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6568979891895658201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/6568979891895658201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-have-been-go-go-go.html' title='Things have been go! go! go!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-2969810192600120436</id><published>2008-09-14T00:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:13:36.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella and School pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2tSTJpyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_TjzMyG8JqY/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2tSTJpyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_TjzMyG8JqY/s320/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245768555102316322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jo on School Picture Day, Wed the 10th. I dislike studio pictures, especially school ones in particular, so we only purchased the class picture. We hope to book Angela soon for a family picture day and I am positive she will take some really good shots. But just for kicks, I had to take some  of our own out in the backyard. t Isn't she a goon? She just always has to pose or make a funny face.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2trb4nMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/pOxYTWAmt6A/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2trb4nMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/pOxYTWAmt6A/s320/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245768561849834690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2t8TwWqI/AAAAAAAAAls/zwVnWwoqV8w/s1600-h/IMG_1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2t8TwWqI/AAAAAAAAAls/zwVnWwoqV8w/s320/IMG_1467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245768566379141794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy15x_fKQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fRct_NvDdZU/s1600-h/IMG_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy15x_fKQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fRct_NvDdZU/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245767670256576770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy16MFZ3EI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GUwDiTqrbns/s1600-h/IMG_1462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy16MFZ3EI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GUwDiTqrbns/s320/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245767677260717122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Jo went to the dentist last week she got a tiara and a wand. Well, here she is all dressed up in an adorable cinderella costume Grandma Innes gave to us. G'ma probably made it, but I dunno it's cute though. She wants to be Cinderella for Halloween and I am fine with that especially with this good costume. All we need is  a cute hairdo and glass slippers right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please notice how it's JO dressed up this time and not Ryker? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-2969810192600120436?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/2969810192600120436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=2969810192600120436' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2969810192600120436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/2969810192600120436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/cinderella-and-school-pics.html' title='Cinderella and School pics!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMy2tSTJpyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/_TjzMyG8JqY/s72-c/IMG_1472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-8762808954978733494</id><published>2008-09-08T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:09:35.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapioga, Firsts and More!!</title><content type='html'>The Friday before Labor Day, after Jos first week of school she was given a coupon for a free sherbet ice cream  from school. She showed it to everyone and was soo proud. I almost didn't want to redeem it so I could scrapbook it. hehehe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to eat at Sonic Saturday night and Jo said "after we eat dinner can we go get my tapioga?" I thought, tapioca she hates that stuff, she calls it the yucky pudding with the dots.... So we asked again and she said "...tapiogi..." Jim and I were dumbfounded. "What is your tapiogi Jo?" She said, "You know... (like DUH) the card I got from school with the orange ice-cream on it!" Oh HOGI YOGI.. that was it! She wanted her free ice cream treat.  So after a night at Sonic, (where we think paid too little but they lost our receipt so we couldn't questioned it, Then they gave our food to someone else and then... forgot Jims burger(should have been free anyway)) we went to Hogi Yogi for Jo to redeem her class coupon. She had a lime sherbet and loved it. Jim and I had a coupon for a BOGO for the signatures so I got this candy bar crunch it was peanut butter cup, oreos, chocolate and something else YUM and Jim got this mint concoction. It was fun, cheap and it was a good night, memorable at the least.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY JO went to the dentist for the first time!  I know I am a BAD mom as she is 4 almost 5. However my only defense is she was scared to even read a book about the dentist. I think she got that from me, but I love the dentist now however when I was little and it came to the dentist. They had to strap me down, glad they don't do that anymore, and even then the dentist said I was too scared and needed  a special dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So after I saw 2 cavities on Jos back molars (Its been hell or high water to get her to brush her teeth) we scheduled. She went to a dentist clear out in Saratoga Springs, because cousin Alyssha works there and gave her a pep talk about how 'cool' it was. Jo did so awesome!!! I was so proud of her. She just sat there and stared at DORA on the TV in the ceiling, listened to her headphones, and didn't even cry when they had to numb her. I was glad as I have been dreading this day. She had 2 little cavities and then Mon we have to go back to what could be a possible baby root canal... poor girl. :( BUT we are making progress as she got some fun stuff at the dentist, a tiara with wand, mirror, 2 new princess toothbrushes, a sand timer for brushing and paste and floss. She was soo excited " I didn't even cry!" she told Jim when we arrived home. Oh my little girl is growin up, and she ASKED to have her teeth brushed tonight!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6054056822002819291-8762808954978733494?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/8762808954978733494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=8762808954978733494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8762808954978733494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/8762808954978733494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/tapioga-firsts-and-more.html' title='Tapioga, Firsts and More!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4765248227747534208</id><published>2008-09-04T11:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:51:39.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I got pulled aside by Miss PJ, at Preschool the other day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMAf9ZPPM5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9R094KWl9T8/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMAf9ZPPM5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9R094KWl9T8/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242225105866535826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking oh no, JO is fighting or being mean.... OH NO it was just the opposite, she is being tooo nice. It appears she has a boyfriend named Ashton in her class and he kissed her so she kissed him back. &lt;div&gt;The teacher said she just wanted me and the other mom to know that she has had to separate them a few times because they are getting tooo affectionate and for us not to be mad. MAD? I thought are YOU mad lady? Why would I be mad? What a bad and uncomfortable position for her and the other kids to be in. I was not mad, I laughed and said I would talk to JO. The other mom talked about how her son is just very loving and it is because of his younger sisters. I guess he is the oldest and is very "lovey dovey" she said. Jo is the oldest, and has Ryker for a younger bro and she is quite the mean little ____ with him. What happened there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda of funny though huh? I guess she is getting an early start, way tooo early though. We told her not to kiss anybody that isn't related to her. So she started to ramble off  everyone who she could give kisses to and it ended at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME KISS BOYS ??? NO....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMAf95oujvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cSkEmxPIq7Y/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242225114563383026" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-4765248227747534208?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4765248227747534208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4765248227747534208' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4765248227747534208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4765248227747534208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-got-pulled-aside-by-miss-pj-at.html' title='So I got pulled aside by Miss PJ, at Preschool the other day.'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SMAf9ZPPM5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/9R094KWl9T8/s72-c/IMG_1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-5299012155492431038</id><published>2008-09-02T09:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:07:11.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>This was the first Labor Day weekend that hasn't taken me somewhere. Usually we go camping, boating or even to Mesquite. Not this year it was the annual UHA Fun Fly in Lehi! Which meant spending time in good ole Lehi, my home. :)&lt;div&gt;Jim definitely labored all weekend long at his Fun Fly. It was a great time and a good turnout. They had some firsts this year. They donated some of their proceeds to B.A.C.A. so they were there and they had a live band called "Little Wasatch". They were a girl group that sang old soft rock and man the lead singer she could really sing it. It was cool and reminded me of the good old days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim had more club members help this year so I was able to be there on and off and really didn' t have to help at all. It was hot and the bugs were really really bad. The kids and I spent the weekend nights at moms. Jo loved having a "sleepover" both nights. We also got to spend some time with Lyndi and her boys on Friday evening at moms and at the field Saturday. It was a good time. Jim got some good picture practice in,  got to actually fly some of the time, and he shut down and got out of there before the storm hit hard.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we just kinda of hung out and enjoyed being home. We then went to lunch and some shopping with the kids. WE tried to go to a dollar movie but they were ALL sold out figures. All in all it was a good weekend. Now back to school and work!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-5299012155492431038?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/5299012155492431038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=5299012155492431038' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5299012155492431038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5299012155492431038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-1593086007571917659</id><published>2008-08-28T10:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:33:52.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"You don't get a kiss for that!"</title><content type='html'>In Primary last Sunday Jo's class, Sunbeams got to do sharing time on Repentance. They all got to pretend to make a bad choice and then the primary will tell them that is was bad with a thumbs down and then the sunbeam had to say sorry (repent) and then fix it or make a good choice. &lt;div&gt;THE KIDS LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Jo was playing with her teacher and the teacher had a toy and Jo ripped it out of her hands and then laughed. (She didn't need any coaching on this one) It was really funny but kind of cute. Then she said sorry....yada yada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since that day we have been focusing on making good choices. So far, now it's ony Thurs. but we have only had 2 bad choices made which are at bedtime or way past it. I am so excited that we may have found something that works for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO she is funny... When we do something she likes she says "You get a kiss or that!" and plants one on us. It is soo cute well last night she was delaying bed time by stating to say she saw ghosts. I was like whatever I will show you a ghost so I started making the" oohh ooohh boo" sound. She said , MOM, You don't get a kiss for that!" SOO FUNNY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish us luck with our new discipline plan she is very "Strong willed" hehe! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6054056822002819291-1593086007571917659?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/1593086007571917659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=1593086007571917659' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1593086007571917659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/1593086007571917659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-dont-get-kiss-for-that.html' title='&quot;You don&apos;t get a kiss for that!&quot;'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7318195872425429658</id><published>2008-08-27T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:20:55.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo's First Day of School!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLl4hPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dg6Ty5bf9-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLl4hPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dg6Ty5bf9-Y/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247224458667938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLmrwpftI/AAAAAAAAAkY/RdCUP87YM44/s1600-h/IMG_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLmrwpftI/AAAAAAAAAkY/RdCUP87YM44/s320/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247238213500626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLm4wk1LI/AAAAAAAAAkg/b5rx_yjRKi0/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLm4wk1LI/AAAAAAAAAkg/b5rx_yjRKi0/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247241702855858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLnhzNoUI/AAAAAAAAAko/YxKDlWnK6j4/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLnhzNoUI/AAAAAAAAAko/YxKDlWnK6j4/s320/IMG_1422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247252719771970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLoCOLwuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rhyYBAqZZV8/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLoCOLwuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rhyYBAqZZV8/s320/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239247261422830306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo liked her first day of pre-school.  She loved recess and snack the best of course. She wanted to bring friends home with her. I am glad she liked it and adjusted well now on to day 2&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told me while going home that her teacher was like a boy. I was soo confused I said, "How, She has beautiful long hair?" She said "No mom her name is like a boy because it is PJ like BJ." Well what a smarty I thought. Then I told her that she shouldn't tell her sister she is a boy she said I won't mom I am only tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to pics! JO was sooo excited that I couldn't get her to sit still to take a decent pic. These just show the energy she has hehe. She is holding a cutout doll of her it was her homework from parent teacher night. We had to make the doll look just like her, we did our best and she drew on the face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her outfit, lets just say she picked it out. Jim said when he got home that she looked she was going to school in the old days heeh I still think she is cute though!&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/6054056822002819291-7318195872425429658?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7318195872425429658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7318195872425429658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7318195872425429658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7318195872425429658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/jos-first-day-of-school.html' title='Jo&apos;s First Day of School!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLWLl4hPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dg6Ty5bf9-Y/s72-c/IMG_1416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7632024920293202033</id><published>2008-08-26T22:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:39:47.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBBhoX0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/eaNFL8kJ-Bg/s1600-h/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;Ryker playing dress up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBBhoX0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/eaNFL8kJ-Bg/s1600-h/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBBhoX0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/eaNFL8kJ-Bg/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239049778639691586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corts Invites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBfr8ygI/AAAAAAAAAjk/B8sm6YFnCgU/s1600-h/IMG_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBfr8ygI/AAAAAAAAAjk/B8sm6YFnCgU/s320/IMG_1388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239049786736036354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nightflying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBktrDJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sCpagOdMOjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBktrDJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sCpagOdMOjQ/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239049788085439634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEFORES.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYCblLrOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-TRHQIKQ-DA/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYCblLrOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-TRHQIKQ-DA/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239049802813779170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTZvMS2vZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/omaxO-zeEwE/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTZvMS2vZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/omaxO-zeEwE/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239051671316118930" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The before pics of the two rooms I made over this weekend.. check back for updates&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/6054056822002819291-7632024920293202033?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7632024920293202033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7632024920293202033' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7632024920293202033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7632024920293202033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SLTYBBhoX0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/eaNFL8kJ-Bg/s72-c/IMG_1383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-7393737836476565250</id><published>2008-08-26T09:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:46:36.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rooms, Callings and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~Hello ALL!!!~~&amp;amp;~~Happy Back 2 School!!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;UVU starts tomorrow so Jim, and of course my mom inlaw JoAnn, are crazy busy at work. WE both are not currently enrolled in school but since its a major goal and one of the reasons we quit cleaning, we are working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jo starts her first day of preschool today at 12:38, wierd time I know. She is soo excited for it but when asked about it she says "Yes, but I am NOT getting shots!"  We have warned her about her kindergarten shots and she thinks they are closer than they really are. I hope all goes well today at school for her, I know I am going to enjoy it! Her teachers name is Miss PJ (Patti JO) how cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE have the annual Utah Helicopter Assoc. Fun Fly this weekend in Lehi Thursday-Sunday. Jim is in charge of some of it and so that is where we will be off and on. It is an exciting time, but also a stressful one. It takes a lot of work to get it all together but it all pays off in the end. This year B.A.C.A. is coming on Sat as they funfly is donated some of the proceeds to them. They are bringing a live band and a nice bike that they are doing a raffle for this year. I am excited I LOVE BIKES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start back to work in a week. I am really excited to get back to working with the youth of OJH. However,  we lost 58K in grant money last week and they have to pull the mentoring program out of all the middle schools. It kind of broke my heart because I have worked soooo hard getting mine going and I have really loved working with my youth this summer. What does this mean? Well instead of 30 hrs a week it will be 20. No more mandatory Family Night Outs or Mentor and Menteee Activities which means I am not going to be gone at night as much which is good. Which leads to time for church callings, family, and SCHOOL. But I am gonna miss those kids, I feel like I am abandoning them, however they WILL stay  in the program just will be under an Elementary school  site coordinator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of youth, Jim got released from Sunday School President and is now the Deacons advisor and asst scout master in the Young Mens Program. He is excited but nervous at the same time. He has a  great group of boys in our ward but they are ACTIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh a recap of Jims trip. IT WAS EXHAUSTING! When I picked him up at the airport he was tired and warn out. He said the whole experience was more work than fun by far but that is why he was paid to go right? He had a good time all in all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the highlights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*meeting the pros of the hobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*seeing new helicopter gear that is being released this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*meeting his magazine boss for the 1st time and getting along well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*watching all the flights especially night flying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*watching all the crashes, a few in mid-air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*seeing the BATMAN movie on an IMAX WOW! "Wanna see a magic trick?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hanging out with his friend Brent from here who says we bring RVs and our families next year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I had fun at home with mom the kids and my sister. We painted the front room, Rykers room, tore down the old metal shed in the backyard, did some shopping, scrubbed some big rugs, and just enjoyed conversation and time together. It was a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last I been rearranging furniture, making Cort and Daniels invites and just enjoying my last few days of summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post pics soon promise.&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/6054056822002819291-7393737836476565250?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/7393737836476565250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=7393737836476565250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7393737836476565250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/7393737836476565250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-rooms-callings-and-more.html' title='New Rooms, Callings and more!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4020895321068090815</id><published>2008-08-14T23:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:40:28.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>While the daddy is away, the wife gets to play?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhIEmC4pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/KkmnnOoaEW8/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhIEmC4pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/KkmnnOoaEW8/s320/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234626564444054162" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhIVCfo-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/tezz5O6mLsQ/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234626568858346466" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhI7aafgI/AAAAAAAAAic/1yazRTewAik/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhI7aafgI/AAAAAAAAAic/1yazRTewAik/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234626579159219714" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjuNFWQCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/5e9pX2sbuZg/s320/IMG_1341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234629418581114914" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhJwGhkeI/AAAAAAAAAis/C4kLIGV1AZg/s320/IMG_1340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234626593302876642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjvRxAVLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/vaMQ2ffQaWw/s1600-h/IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjvRxAVLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/vaMQ2ffQaWw/s320/IMG_1354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234629437017838770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhJg_pXfI/AAAAAAAAAik/tXaLtSdOAuo/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234626589247495666" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjvpZxQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/YwlU4dXIn3g/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjvpZxQ5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/YwlU4dXIn3g/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234629443362833298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjuw1Pj5I/AAAAAAAAAi8/kztu-yT_vOE/s320/IMG_1343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234629428177244050" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUjv_ZuvHI/AAAAAAAAAjU/jYLNoijAwpU/s320/IMG_1360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234629449268247666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Jim left this morning for a dream job assignment. He is at IRCHA, in Indiana, which stands for International Remote Control Helicopter Assoc. I think? Anyway it is a huge event with competitions, giveaways, 700 pilots and 6-7 miles of runway. He didn't take his helis as he is on business but still he gets to be around all of them and the pros. &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This week I watched the Lewis boys again this time it was Kayden and Derek who are 9 and 6. Then I had my kids. We had a good time playing GameCube, swimming and computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, well technically yesterday since it's after 12, I got to take some of my 4-H Kids to the Utah County Fair, it was an adventure but all in all a good time and their projects, wooden or ceramic frames, all got 1st place and/or made it to state. It's so exciting and a small cash award is given with each ribbon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Jim is gone I have some BIG projects on my list. One of them I just finished with my mom. We painted my front room upstairs. I will post pics when it's all dry and the furniture is put back. Other projects include dismantling an old shed, maybe building a wall in the basement, some sewing and scrapbooking, and more painting. WISH ME LUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon the summer will be over and things will change. I will be back to working 30 hours a week, working everyday at Orem Jr with my 120 4-H kiddos. I am actually excited to get back and NOT be teaching or having to plan the weekly club.  Jo will be in preschool 4 days a week and she is estatic! We met her teacher tonight Miss PJ she was sweet. I hope to squeeze in a college course and Jim too so all in all our life will have less spare time. BUT no complaining here I  love my job, to learn new things, school. I have had a great summer and my family has not been neglected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO.. anyway...I better get to bed. I haven't been to bed B4 12 this last few nights as I have been loving watching the LIVE Olympics.. this night, although no Olympics, still is not any different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOD NIGHT!&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/6054056822002819291-4020895321068090815?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/4020895321068090815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=4020895321068090815' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4020895321068090815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/4020895321068090815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/while-daddy-is-away-wife-gets-to-play.html' title='While the daddy is away, the wife gets to play?'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SKUhIEmC4pI/AAAAAAAAAiM/KkmnnOoaEW8/s72-c/IMG_1306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-9121085910943157916</id><published>2008-08-10T15:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:32:37.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is slipping away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y9S0nNAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jkM4kfC3Fsc/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y9S0nNAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jkM4kfC3Fsc/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233027689377903618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y-IQOAcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/u2pEEsP_7Ow/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y-IQOAcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/u2pEEsP_7Ow/s320/IMG_1295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233027703720772034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y-tp7gjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kAHfZ6TQtEw/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y-tp7gjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kAHfZ6TQtEw/s320/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233027713760723506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xaVOC1qI/AAAAAAAAAhM/jTWzvvnRXCo/s1600-h/IMG_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xaVOC1qI/AAAAAAAAAhM/jTWzvvnRXCo/s320/IMG_1270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233025989214394018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xa10dsXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AUoJ9_yxfY8/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xa10dsXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AUoJ9_yxfY8/s320/IMG_1271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233025997965472114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xb-E3NfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/pGBj7BJWBqY/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xb-E3NfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/pGBj7BJWBqY/s320/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233026017361606130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xcYxkhoI/AAAAAAAAAhk/L8rzBRLiH4U/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xcYxkhoI/AAAAAAAAAhk/L8rzBRLiH4U/s320/IMG_1277.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233026024528447106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xc99FfbI/AAAAAAAAAhs/2aDwomfzErM/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9xc99FfbI/AAAAAAAAAhs/2aDwomfzErM/s320/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233026034508856754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello All!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day Jo and Ryker got in the diaper and wipes boxes and played a while! I thought it was really cute. They played great until Jo stole Rykers box and then we had fits and tantrum, time out and tears, and then... 5 mins later there was laughter and love again! Ahh isn't life grat being a parent.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night Jim and Jo played legos together. They made some castles and robots. It was really cute to see them play together and have some daddy daughter time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last Friday I went on a relief society retreat overnight with some ladies in the ward. We went to a cabin in Fruitland and really enjoyed ourselves. We crafted beaded bracelets, and book marks, ate lots a yummy food, got pampered with pedicures, foot rubs, eye masks, and facials and played some games. All the pampering stuff we made up there with food and it was soo fun. I am grateful to have good friends in the ward and I always seem to get to know more when I attend this awesome retreat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAt night we went to the Lewis Celebration Day in Salem. They blessed Brandon and they celebrated 3 birthdays Jolene, Kayden, and Derek.  It was a great BBQ and fun to get together with them. We used to do it monthly with dinner but life just go too busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim and Arlund Lewis went to Lehi High school together and they have a group a friends that remained in contact and get together. It was fun! I felt a little out of place as always but it was still fun. Jim and I jammed out on ROCKBAND  he on the guitar and I on vocals.. NOW THAT was FUN!  The were many kids so Ryker and Jo were just in heaven and all and all it was a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-9121085910943157916?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/9121085910943157916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=9121085910943157916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9121085910943157916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/9121085910943157916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-is-slipping-away.html' title='Summer is slipping away!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJ9y9S0nNAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jkM4kfC3Fsc/s72-c/IMG_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-4682650698589882285</id><published>2008-08-04T23:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:12:00.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Macade William Herbert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJfg9dE9rfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Z3G0Lmp45V4/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJdKrMHkrzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1JJvwimeas4/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230731598061940530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO ALL! I just wanted to post a shout out to my lil' brother Digger and his wife Stacee!!! WAHOOO!!! They had their first baby yesterday. His name is Macade but we are going call him Mac. He arrived Aug 3rd the evening of Mom and Dad Herberts 35th wedding anniversary how cool is that? He was 7lbs7oz, 19.5 inches long and has lots of hair! Baby, Mommy and Daddy are all doing great. We are soo excited to have another baby in the family, Well at least I know I am! :)  CONGRATS DIG AND STACEE!!! We Love Ya! &lt;div&gt;PS: Pics to come later!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054056822002819291-5345733350752646186?l=jimandles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/feeds/5345733350752646186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6054056822002819291&amp;postID=5345733350752646186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5345733350752646186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054056822002819291/posts/default/5345733350752646186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimandles.blogspot.com/2008/08/wahoo.html' title='NEW NEPHEW!!!'/><author><name>leslie jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07430321095754984240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_acU_eg3Dc_w/SJdKrMHkrzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1JJvwimeas4/s72-c/IMG_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054056822002819291.post-828224428964384918</id><published>2008-07-30T17:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:48:19.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Tires &amp; Pizza</title><content type='html'>What a month...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay at the first of this month I was coming home on the freeway from recording a "Thank you blurb" at the 91.7ZHT radio station. My 4-H Kids won the seasons of service for July and we got a free pizza party from Little Ceasars. Well on the way home I got a flat tire, Gwampa Mike came and rescued me. THANKS DADDY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on the 10th we went to Les Scwhab to get a new one and much to our surprise (not really) we needed not 1 or 2 but 4 new tires and new brakes! So after just paying off all cc debt we had to dive back in. Some cash later we are doing good, riding smooth and having a good time. We put alot of miles on them as we went to Powell and numerous trips to Lehi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this morning, the day of the actual Pizza Party, Jim was on his way to work and noticed my tire was flat. He got out and changed the tire for me, but noticed that someone had slashed it with a knife! How mean huh :( He was mad, so was I, but then we said, I guess it's good they didn't do all 4. Police took their report and he went to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today after the pizza party, which was a good turn out and lots of fun I went back to Les Schwab to get a new tire. My kids love it there because they have this virtual wheels machine that you can select any type of car and chance it's wheels, tires, suspension and color. So Jo was entertained for a long time! I am afraid we have a computer nerd on our hands. :) As we were sitting and waiting I decided to pull out my camera and video tape their jibber jabber. It's long but kinda funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, 1 more new tire and 100 bucks poorer we are cruisin free once again! Moral of this story... When you are going to do anything that has to do with FREE PIZZA don't; stay home and keep your cars in the garage hehe! 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