<?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-5145015709094931648</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:11:53.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mess of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>The randomness of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-7631957559367726838</id><published>2010-01-24T09:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:41:35.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really behind...</title><content type='html'>January isn't even over yet, and I'm already behind on my scrapbooking.  I'm still taking my POTD, so at least I'm not behind on that.  I have also been knitting more lately (yay) and I am learning a new way to knit.  Hopefully I will get caught up on my scrapbook pages!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-7631957559367726838?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/7631957559367726838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=7631957559367726838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7631957559367726838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7631957559367726838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-really-behind.html' title='I&apos;m really behind...'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4316122677337327199</id><published>2010-01-16T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:59:50.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a what?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was using Keegan's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Buzz Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; blanket (I made it for him for Christmas) to cover up with.  He decided he wanted it so he took it from me.  I then asked him where he got the blanket and he said that Santa gave it to him.  That's when I told him I made it and he said "so your an elf?"   Now if only I could find my pointy ears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4316122677337327199?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4316122677337327199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4316122677337327199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4316122677337327199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4316122677337327199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-what.html' title='I&apos;m a what?'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4998142426757826987</id><published>2010-01-15T08:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:26:26.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to get busy</title><content type='html'>It's already Friday and I still have two scrapbook pages to do....I have everything I need to get them done, so maybe tonight.  I will take pictures and post them when I get them done.  Also, my POTD for yesterday was so cute.  I was washing the table so Keegan could play with play-doh and while it was still wet Keegan put his hands down, lifted them up and said "Look mommy paw prints."  I love my kids so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4998142426757826987?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4998142426757826987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4998142426757826987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4998142426757826987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4998142426757826987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-to-get-busy.html' title='I need to get busy'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-3976574909214604826</id><published>2010-01-12T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:07:24.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have another blog</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I had a hard time keeping up with one blog, so the obvious solution to that is to make another one, right?  Well my knew blog which can be found &lt;a href="http://ijtk365.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is going to be just my project 365 pictures.  I am doing this so I can post a link of it to a website I found for the project.  I will still be posting on this blog like I said I was....I have to stay motivated about scrapbooking somehow.  Until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-3976574909214604826?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/3976574909214604826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=3976574909214604826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3976574909214604826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3976574909214604826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-another-blog.html' title='I have another blog'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-6941494587599231312</id><published>2010-01-10T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:56:43.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook projects week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!  I am actually doing what I set out to do so far this year.  I got a scrapbook page done for both my boy's and have kept up with my POTD.  I am all set for the next two weeks of scrapbooking as well!  Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFGvyGAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5xLfex113rc/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFGvyGAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5xLfex113rc/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                      Keegan's scrapbook page for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFG_NvJwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ugjHTd-5UV4/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFG_NvJwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ugjHTd-5UV4/s320/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                      Triston's scrapbook page for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFHNm23pI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EQMEmeu7zLc/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFHNm23pI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EQMEmeu7zLc/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                    Saturday's (9th) POTD The kids built a&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    tent to sleep in.  To bad they couldn't stay in the tent and ended up ruining it and had to sleep in their beds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-6941494587599231312?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/6941494587599231312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=6941494587599231312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/6941494587599231312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/6941494587599231312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/scrapbook-projects-week-1.html' title='Scrapbook projects week 1'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S0oFGvyGAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5xLfex113rc/s72-c/IMG_1216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-2952898560857939672</id><published>2010-01-02T19:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:01:15.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping a blog is harder than I thought!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay well keeping up with my blog has been a bit harder than I imagined it would be, however I'm going to try again! My goal this year is to scrapbook a page (or 2 pages since I usually do double page layouts) for each of my boys a week. They may not be in order I just want to get them off my computer and into Scrapbooks!!! I am also going to be taking a picture a day, and will be making a scrapbook out of that as well! That one will be the easiest because it's a &lt;a href="http://www.beckyhiggins.com/projectlife/"&gt;kit&lt;/a&gt;. I started my picture of the day (POTD) last Sunday the 27th. I plan on sharing some of those, maybe one a week, and also taking pictures of the scrapbook pages I do and sharing them as well!!! Here is my POTD from today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422312074390912178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sz_sGl9hvLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CGVARYLKVNs/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We are playing Sponge-Bob Operation!!&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/5145015709094931648-2952898560857939672?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/2952898560857939672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=2952898560857939672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2952898560857939672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2952898560857939672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeping-blog-is-harder-than-i-thought.html' title='Keeping a blog is harder than I thought!'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sz_sGl9hvLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CGVARYLKVNs/s72-c/IMG_1123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-7462210075253469390</id><published>2009-08-27T09:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:55:02.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to get a good shot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Trying to get a good picture of my boys can be exhusting. I took &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt; pictures in all and ended up with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; good ones. Why is it that they can sit still &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; in front of the T.V. but can't hold still for a few &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;seconds&lt;/span&gt; in front of the camera! Below is a collage of some of the not so good pictures of the boy's. I think they turned out pretty funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpaOPLLuAKI/AAAAAAAAANk/_0S0xXA91fA/s1600-h/Keegan+month+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374639596664389794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpaOPLLuAKI/AAAAAAAAANk/_0S0xXA91fA/s400/Keegan+month+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And here we have the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; good pictures. Gotta love boy's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpaOOu0MNnI/AAAAAAAAANc/yeglwMIRMjA/s1600-h/Collages1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374639589049513586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpaOOu0MNnI/AAAAAAAAANc/yeglwMIRMjA/s400/Collages1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-7462210075253469390?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/7462210075253469390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=7462210075253469390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7462210075253469390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7462210075253469390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/08/trying-to-get-good-shot.html' title='Trying to get a good shot!'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpaOPLLuAKI/AAAAAAAAANk/_0S0xXA91fA/s72-c/Keegan+month+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-9134243173380486589</id><published>2009-08-26T10:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:43:42.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First 1st day of sceond grade</title><content type='html'>As you may know Triston will be starting Second Grade twice this year.  Ashurst his current school started on Aug 19th but we are moving on Sept 15th and his new school Barrett starts on Sept 8th.  He doesn't think this is very fair because he will have to be in second grade longer than everyone else.  These are a few of the first 1st day pictures.  Notice the missing tooth that is the second one he lost this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIkZ-P94I/AAAAAAAAAMc/2jzL3QycSBI/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374281520621025154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIkZ-P94I/AAAAAAAAAMc/2jzL3QycSBI/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIk0Wc3hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZtY8aWY3Uj4/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374281527701855762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIk0Wc3hI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZtY8aWY3Uj4/s320/IMG_0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIlRLrxSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yRXTz9_KEjg/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374281535441323298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIlRLrxSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/yRXTz9_KEjg/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIlx37XJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ax0qR81nVnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374281544216829074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIlx37XJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Ax0qR81nVnQ/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-9134243173380486589?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/9134243173380486589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=9134243173380486589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9134243173380486589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9134243173380486589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-1st-day-of-sceond-grade.html' title='First 1st day of sceond grade'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SpVIkZ-P94I/AAAAAAAAAMc/2jzL3QycSBI/s72-c/IMG_0644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-5630446079329351974</id><published>2009-07-16T09:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:49:25.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut and Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keegan was starting to look like a mop &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see below)&lt;/span&gt; so I took him to get his haircut. He said he wanted to get his haircut like daddy so it was a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; change. He has pretty much had the same haircut his whole life. I am still trying to get used to it. It makes him look so much older. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8nsU9CgDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OQFQHtRccnw/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045724086632498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8nsU9CgDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OQFQHtRccnw/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8ns0ra3II/AAAAAAAAAL8/v6kxSA_Ynxk/s1600-h/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045732602666114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8ns0ra3II/AAAAAAAAAL8/v6kxSA_Ynxk/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of looking older I can't believe how fast my kids are growing up. It's seems like just yesterday I was bringing them home from the hospital and now Triston is almost 8. I know there are days when I can't wait for them to grow up but then I look at these pictures of them and it makes me think that they really are growing up. I miss my little boys, (okay so they are both still small) I miss being able to hold them while I was doing household chores. Now they both help with the household chores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triston is really coming into his own and I think he has some of the pre-teen (did I really just type teen?) qualities...like his attitude, and his back talking. He is liking his independence like going out and playing without mom there and getting his own food and paying for a few of his things with money he has earned. He still has his caring side which I hope he never loses. He is also getting a lot braver, not so much that I am scared but still it's there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is Keegan, he is very defiant which I believe he gets from his dad. If you tell him no he's going to stand up to you. He is really into copying his brother and wanting to do everything he does from coloring to playing with legos (and then getting frustrated when he can't do it right). He also has a very sweet personality. He (like his brother) tries to make you feel better when you are feeling down. He still likes to hold my hand (unlike his brother) and he doesn't get bothered when I try to get kisses from him in public, yet. Triston would rather I didn't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have put a couple of new pictures on here of them so you can see just how grown up they are getting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8pN4eH70I/AAAAAAAAAME/4U4WqajxH60/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359047400067952450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8pN4eH70I/AAAAAAAAAME/4U4WqajxH60/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8pOP2IvnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2ZaIrODeyRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359047406342684274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8pOP2IvnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/2ZaIrODeyRQ/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5145015709094931648-5630446079329351974?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/5630446079329351974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=5630446079329351974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5630446079329351974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5630446079329351974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-haircut-and-growing-up_16.html' title='New Haircut and Growing Up'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Sl8nsU9CgDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OQFQHtRccnw/s72-c/IMG_0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-8105574291804459948</id><published>2009-07-14T08:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T08:22:51.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Swimming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well Triston is finally over his fear of water.  We went to the pool last week and Triston was swimming to his Daddy.  We went swimming again last night and I brought the camera.  Now we just need to work on him breathing while he is swimming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e200a2194140b5af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De200a2194140b5af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330032314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8BBB4EB5467754814FD5DB1C5D6668229DB501.24B310860681274E566DEFFB133E2103A5CFED38%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De200a2194140b5af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dep6vmLXm0YQyFxCE-CYYSZI1YrU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De200a2194140b5af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330032314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E8BBB4EB5467754814FD5DB1C5D6668229DB501.24B310860681274E566DEFFB133E2103A5CFED38%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De200a2194140b5af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dep6vmLXm0YQyFxCE-CYYSZI1YrU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He takes a breath in this video but it was the only time he did.&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/5145015709094931648-8105574291804459948?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e200a2194140b5af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/8105574291804459948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=8105574291804459948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8105574291804459948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8105574291804459948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/07/hes-swimming.html' title='He&apos;s Swimming!!!'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-8832409410653587901</id><published>2009-07-13T15:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:20:26.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Boy's Are Back"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is a video of my boy's dancing to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"The Boy's Are Back".&lt;/span&gt; They have some very unique moves!  &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You need to scroll down and turn off my music player before you play the video&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1d9961242d76a82" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1d9961242d76a82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330032314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE06F0984729234134379140955DF63FC23DDBDA.7B3B85080617A6424C9A5D8FB17D8CC3EB8E6E01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1d9961242d76a82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH-TbDR4h3YuGMF8PUwZhTk10b4A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1d9961242d76a82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330032314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE06F0984729234134379140955DF63FC23DDBDA.7B3B85080617A6424C9A5D8FB17D8CC3EB8E6E01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1d9961242d76a82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH-TbDR4h3YuGMF8PUwZhTk10b4A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-8832409410653587901?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e1d9961242d76a82&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/8832409410653587901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=8832409410653587901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8832409410653587901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8832409410653587901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-are-back.html' title='&quot;The Boy&apos;s Are Back&quot;'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-3595627023678250373</id><published>2009-07-08T19:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:45:37.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>07-08-09 10:11:12</title><content type='html'>So I was challenged by a scrapbooker to take a picture of what we were doing today &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(7-8-09)&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:11:12&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We were playing in the backyard and the kiddos were climbing our wall. I tried to get a picture of them both jumping off but Keegan got stuck, so it's just Triston jumping. I thought it was neat to capture a memory on this date at this time because it will never read that way again in our lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SlUt57K3g8I/AAAAAAAAALE/M-O3Mc3_ENw/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356237804986139586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SlUt57K3g8I/AAAAAAAAALE/M-O3Mc3_ENw/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SlUt6SpZMUI/AAAAAAAAALM/jZkPne50V4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356237811288191298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SlUt6SpZMUI/AAAAAAAAALM/jZkPne50V4Q/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how this is a mid air shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-3595627023678250373?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/3595627023678250373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=3595627023678250373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3595627023678250373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3595627023678250373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/07/07-08-09-101112.html' title='07-08-09 10:11:12'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SlUt57K3g8I/AAAAAAAAALE/M-O3Mc3_ENw/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-3327865116939786898</id><published>2009-07-04T15:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:38:38.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick note</title><content type='html'>Well I lost my password for my blog and I have been to lazy/busy to do anything about it until now.  I am currently at work so I can't access my pictures from the really fun trip to NYC I went on with my mom and kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The kids are doing fine Triston will be starting 2nd grade (wait can he be that old already?) and Keegan is just 3 days shy of making the age cut for preschool.  Both boy's are little artist's, I guess it runs in the family.  They &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  Triston likes to draw and make books, lots of books.  Keegan likes to color in coloring books and on himself, he is his own canvas, at least he stay's in the lines.  Since it's summer now we have been to the pool a few times and Triston is getting braver all the time...the kid just gets so cold!!  When we were at our hotel in NYC the pool was heated (nice and warm) and Triston was a fish, he was swimming all over.  Okay so he doesn't have any strokes down at all but he was moving his arms and legs and swimming underwater.  I was a nervous wreck.  He looked like he was drowning everytime he would do this so I would grab him after a few seconds and he would get mad at me.  He'd say "Mom I'm swimming here!"  Keegan just sticks to blowing bubbles.  When asked what his favorite part of swimming is he say's "Getting out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I still have my great job at Sempertoons where I work on Saturday's.  It works out perfectly.  Ian has changed jobs in the marine corps.  He went from orders writer to reserve affairs whatever that means.  He really likes his new job which means he is a little less crabby!  Well thats everything for now.  I will try to get on this week and post about our trip.  HAPPY 4th OF JULY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-3327865116939786898?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/3327865116939786898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=3327865116939786898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3327865116939786898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3327865116939786898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-quick-note.html' title='Just a quick note'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4985087241958348803</id><published>2009-03-24T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:51:06.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago we got a bunch of snow.  It was gone in a couple of days but before it was the boys went out in the backyard and had a blast playing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnfY7m5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/hnuHjgjjt_M/s1600-h/100_5739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749627691342738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnfY7m5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/hnuHjgjjt_M/s320/100_5739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BOYS WAITING TO GO OUTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnWnk_VI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qlD0fojQ5qU/s1600-h/100_5760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749625336855890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnWnk_VI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qlD0fojQ5qU/s320/100_5760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRISTON JUMPING INTO THE SNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnAFvc0I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4tci_w-lwYE/s1600-h/100_5770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749619289355074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnAFvc0I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4tci_w-lwYE/s320/100_5770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEGAN THROWING SNOWBALLS AT ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Scjjmp9-hjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lv3rJvxlKhk/s1600-h/100_5771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749613351208498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/Scjjmp9-hjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lv3rJvxlKhk/s320/100_5771.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRISTON EATING THE SNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjmA_cSyI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6IulGDm_U3o/s1600-h/100_5777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749602351500066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjmA_cSyI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6IulGDm_U3o/s320/100_5777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEGAN EATING THE SNOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4985087241958348803?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4985087241958348803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4985087241958348803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4985087241958348803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4985087241958348803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/ScjjnfY7m5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/hnuHjgjjt_M/s72-c/100_5739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4187598367291724194</id><published>2009-01-17T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:25:55.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes i'm still alive...</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know I haven't posted in a long time but I have been pretty busy and sick on top of being busy.  Triston is in his second season of wrestling and he is doing pretty good.  I think he would be doing better if he wasn't so tired from the Dramamine, but he has motion sickness so bad that we have to give it to him.  He also turned 7 in December and I have to say that he is one of the smallest 7 year olds around.  Keegan is blowing us away with how much he is talking, you can carry on complete conversations with the kid and understand everything he is saying.  Although it can be a bad thing too because he is pretty good at talking back...I think that is just a natural thing kids pick up to annoy their parents.  Well I am going to have to keep this short because the boys are sitting behind me arguing over who gets to play with the blocks, so until next time.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4187598367291724194?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4187598367291724194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4187598367291724194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4187598367291724194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4187598367291724194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-im-still-alive.html' title='Yes i&apos;m still alive...'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-9161562836410924036</id><published>2008-11-23T17:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:48:19.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Professor</title><content type='html'>Well I took Triston to the eye Doctor and he had to get some glasses. We went to Wal-mart and he picked out a pair of glasses that look like Harry Potter glasses (of course they were the most expensive ones). The glasses are flex frames so he can bend them and it won't hurt them. He is very excited because he gets to be in the same cool club that his daddy is in. Here are a couple of pictures of him in his really cool glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the title of this post comes from a nickname that Triston's gym teacher called him last year, he was always the professor.  She retired and Triston sure misses her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SSncF_rklXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/k1n5qGvlbAU/s1600-h/100_5692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271986834365519218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SSncF_rklXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/k1n5qGvlbAU/s320/100_5692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SSncFowCJxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CMYPgLG7sWw/s1600-h/100_5693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271986828210218770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SSncFowCJxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CMYPgLG7sWw/s320/100_5693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-9161562836410924036?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/9161562836410924036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=9161562836410924036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9161562836410924036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9161562836410924036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/tristons-new-look.html' title='The Professor'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SSncF_rklXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/k1n5qGvlbAU/s72-c/100_5692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-7107949164736828518</id><published>2008-11-15T21:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:57:44.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Done</title><content type='html'>Okay so I can finally get a good night's sleep because I will no longer have to be up all night reading.  I finally finished the Twilight Saga and I have to say I really like how it ended.  I have even talked my husband into going to the movie with me.  I'm sure he is glad that I am done with the books because that has been all I have talked about for the last week. Now he knows what it feels like when all he does is talk about D&amp;amp;D.  So now I am at a loss as to what to read, I will probably reread the Saga slower so that I can pick up on any little things I may have missed the first time through.  I am planning on reading Midnight Sun tomorrow at work.  If anyone is wondering  where to get it, it is at &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;www.stepheniemeyer.com&lt;/a&gt;  I have to work tomorrow and that will give me something to do.  Well that's all for now, I'm off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-7107949164736828518?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/7107949164736828518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=7107949164736828518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7107949164736828518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7107949164736828518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-done.html' title='All Done'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-5782202904770578197</id><published>2008-11-08T11:43:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:54:24.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay so the Marine Corps Birthday is on Monday and we had the ball on Thursday. I didn't go but Ian did, he was part of the Iwo Jima statue that they had for the ceremony...I told some people to take pictures of it but I don't know if I will get any...if I do I will post them. I did however get some of Ian in his dress blues...he is so handsome. I love they way he looks in his uniform it makes me so proud of him!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SRXD8-nGY4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jlBCtOV22oE/s1600-h/100_5671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266330791646225282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SRXD8-nGY4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jlBCtOV22oE/s320/100_5671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-5782202904770578197?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/5782202904770578197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=5782202904770578197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5782202904770578197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5782202904770578197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SRXD8-nGY4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jlBCtOV22oE/s72-c/100_5671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4575829226886362252</id><published>2008-11-08T11:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:43:14.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'm on to New Moon and so far I'm pretty sad, I had to read with a box of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kleenex&lt;/span&gt; last night... I am cleaning house right now but I can't wait to be done so I can go back to reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4575829226886362252?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4575829226886362252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4575829226886362252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4575829226886362252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4575829226886362252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-8332917152115523595</id><published>2008-11-04T19:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:10:02.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Okay so I got the book this afternoon and I am already on chapter 4 after like an hour of reading.  At this rate I will be done by tomorrow night, as long as we aren't busy at work.  So far I really like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-8332917152115523595?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/8332917152115523595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=8332917152115523595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8332917152115523595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/8332917152115523595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4075018875218346621</id><published>2008-11-02T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:37:23.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 posts in 1 day, boy am I bored</title><content type='html'>Okay I am pretty excited, because I ordered the book Twilight last night.  I have heard wonderful reviews about it and had been looking for it in hardcover (because I prefer my books that way) but could never find it.  Well I went to the authors website and to amazon from there.  I got the book for tons cheaper than I had seen in paper back anywhere else.  It's suppose to arrive on the 7th but I generally get things just a couple days after I order them.  I will let you all know what I think once I read the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4075018875218346621?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4075018875218346621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4075018875218346621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4075018875218346621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4075018875218346621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-posts-in-1-day-boy-am-i-bored.html' title='3 posts in 1 day, boy am I bored'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-7220635385305774054</id><published>2008-11-02T11:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:10:57.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>So Halloween came around this year and we went trick-or-treating with my boss, his wife and there son. The kids had a blast, they were Superman (Keegan) and Capt. Jack Sparrow (Triston). Keegan's costume consisted of pajama's and a cape. Triston's costume was the real deal that came from the Disney Store, but we got it in February when it was on clearance so it only cost $12 total...what a steal!!! I put the mustache and goatee on Triston with eye-liner and when my nephew saw a picture of Triston dressed up he said "Mom he really has a mustache!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan was so funny this year. He was scared of all the decorations that people had up. There was one house that had the hand in the bowl thing that when you go to get the candy out the hand moves, well Keegan went up to this stuck his hand in to get the candy and then when it moved took off running. I don't think I've seen him run so fast. He never cried at anything he just ran away. We also painted pumpkins this year and I think I have a couple of artists in my house. I hope everyone had as much fun on Halloween as we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dEfv-cPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lVLzkefPtHw/s1600-h/100_5666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106608777916658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dEfv-cPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lVLzkefPtHw/s320/100_5666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFM6fZzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KpHGHRkwDis/s1600-h/100_5660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106620901615410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFM6fZzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KpHGHRkwDis/s320/100_5660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFXxB9hI/AAAAAAAAAIg/g1Ny4QVTBn4/s1600-h/100_5656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106623814727186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFXxB9hI/AAAAAAAAAIg/g1Ny4QVTBn4/s320/100_5656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFuS-47I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KdtthphlT6o/s1600-h/100_5659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264106629862712242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dFuS-47I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KdtthphlT6o/s320/100_5659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-7220635385305774054?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/7220635385305774054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=7220635385305774054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7220635385305774054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/7220635385305774054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3dEfv-cPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lVLzkefPtHw/s72-c/100_5666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-6264722900907116268</id><published>2008-11-02T11:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:35:43.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Party And I'll Cry If I Want To!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R0WJtZBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lV11ENwCoTg/s1600-h/100_5609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094236695684114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R0WJtZBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lV11ENwCoTg/s320/100_5609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R0s-6QhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/POCNnRmwkz4/s1600-h/kbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094242824405522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R0s-6QhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/POCNnRmwkz4/s320/kbc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R18fuwkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/j064OLXAVoI/s1600-h/100_5635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094264168464962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R18fuwkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/j064OLXAVoI/s320/100_5635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R1d1gj0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/7YNjD8akBTo/s1600-h/100_5631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094255938309954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R1d1gj0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/7YNjD8akBTo/s320/100_5631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R2RV98ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PUwzM_nHSWQ/s1600-h/kpc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094269764661650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R2RV98ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PUwzM_nHSWQ/s320/kpc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party was pretty fun. He had a very cool cake that my boss designed for him. He got some pretty awesome presents, and in typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; fashion, he threw a fit. We did his party at the park again this year which I happen to think is a great idea...it's free and the kids get to run off there energy. Since he is such a BIG fan of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and of balloons, we got him some very cool Mickey Mouse Balloons (I think that was his favorite thing). It was a little windy though so we had to tie the balloons down and then half way threw the party we just ended up taking them inside. All in all it was a great day, but I'm glad it's over. Now we have to get ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Triston's&lt;/span&gt; party and then Christmas...fun, fun. (Sorry about the pictures and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; being off a little, for some reason blogger won't let me put them where I want them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-6264722900907116268?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/6264722900907116268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=6264722900907116268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/6264722900907116268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/6264722900907116268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-my-party-and-ill-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='It&apos;s My Party And I&apos;ll Cry If I Want To!'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SQ3R0WJtZBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lV11ENwCoTg/s72-c/100_5609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-5651455898139840795</id><published>2008-10-06T20:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:35:07.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have pictures to share</title><content type='html'>While we were back home my sister took some wonderful pictures of the kids. Well with the exception of Keegan who threw a fit the entire time. She did get some pretty funny ones of him doing so though!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs7kyBrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AyujA2j1oLg/s1600-h/keegan+flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254202054766865986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs7kyBrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AyujA2j1oLg/s320/keegan+flower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs7l0qJWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6LgVknHYpxw/s1600-h/Triston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254202055046341986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs7l0qJWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6LgVknHYpxw/s320/Triston2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8MNQFJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7wB9ib-xPKE/s1600-h/keegan+crying5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254202065350038674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8MNQFJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7wB9ib-xPKE/s320/keegan+crying5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8NUUk3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/8azGUzmVErE/s1600-h/Triston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254202065648128882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8NUUk3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/8azGUzmVErE/s320/Triston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8OUl34I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3KkrGGZO2KM/s1600-h/4+kids+on+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254202065917697922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs8OUl34I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3KkrGGZO2KM/s320/4+kids+on+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-5651455898139840795?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/5651455898139840795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=5651455898139840795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5651455898139840795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/5651455898139840795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/10/while-we-were-back-home-my-sister-took.html' title='I have pictures to share'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqs7kyBrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AyujA2j1oLg/s72-c/keegan+flower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-2466391632709142615</id><published>2008-10-06T19:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:15:45.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is 3</title><content type='html'>Okay so for those of you who don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; turned 3 on Oct. 3rd. I can't believe how big he is getting. I was very sick over his birthday so we are having his party on Saturday. I will take pictures of it and put them on here, I promise. I was talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; today and I asked him how old he was and he said 3, I then asked him how old mommy was and he said 4, so then I got to daddy and he told me his daddy is 14. I'm a little puzzled by this one because I am older than Ian, but oh well. By the way according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Triston&lt;/span&gt; is also 4. I thought that was pretty cute.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqolQgMnII/AAAAAAAAAEA/5A6A2mtQ0yI/s1600-h/100_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254197273319742594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqolQgMnII/AAAAAAAAAEA/5A6A2mtQ0yI/s320/100_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keegan when he was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqollnbwkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4XJe1K1532M/s1600-h/100_5600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254197278987240002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqollnbwkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4XJe1K1532M/s320/100_5600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqolu1DRsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RQHMso-pSeQ/s1600-h/000_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keegan at 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-2466391632709142615?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/2466391632709142615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=2466391632709142615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2466391632709142615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2466391632709142615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-baby-is-3.html' title='My Baby is 3'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SOqolQgMnII/AAAAAAAAAEA/5A6A2mtQ0yI/s72-c/100_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4820782609541646807</id><published>2008-10-06T19:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:44:48.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a job, yay!</title><content type='html'>okay so a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; of weeks ago I had been looking for a job and not having any luck. I was just getting ready to fill out an application for McDonald's when Ian said he needed to go get his haircut. I of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; decided to go with him so I could get out of the house (he was not happy about this). I told him that while he was getting his haircut I would walk around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MCX&lt;/span&gt; or marine corps exchange for all you non military folks. We walked in the front door (which was strange cause we usually go in the side) and I saw a sign that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sempertoons&lt;/span&gt; store was now open upstairs. I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; with me and Ian and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Triston&lt;/span&gt; went and got there haircut. The owners (the artist and his wife) were in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sempertoons&lt;/span&gt; store and we got to chatting. After about fifteen minutes of talking I asked if they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hiring&lt;/span&gt; and they said yes. I didn't even have to fill out an application they hired me on the spot. I am working part-time, 8 hrs a day 4 days every two weeks and I LOVE IT. My bosses are super cool and it's a really fun atmosphere to work in. Plus I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to advance if they can open more stores on other bases which is what they are trying to do. They have a website &lt;a href="http://www.sempertoons.com/"&gt;http://www.sempertoons.com/&lt;/a&gt; go there and check it out. Everything is customizable. I will have some pictures of some of the things he is doing for my kids on here when I get them. If you see something on there that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; like just let me know and I can get it ordered for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4820782609541646807?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4820782609541646807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4820782609541646807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4820782609541646807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4820782609541646807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-job-yay.html' title='I got a job, yay!'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-481227261766869387</id><published>2008-09-14T20:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:01:55.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTENS, KITTENS, KITTENS</title><content type='html'>Okay so I haven't posted in quite awhile so since I have the boys in bed I figured why not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has barracks duty tonight which I so don't understand, they have enough guy's that live in the barracks to cover a months worth of duty, but no they make the married guy's that live in housing or even off base do it too. UGH!!!  So I have been alone with the kiddos all day and it has been extremely HOT so we stayed in our p.j's and watched T.V. most of the day.  I also did some spelling/vocabulary with Triston.  He now knows how to spell 10 words that he didn't know at the beginning of the week.  I was trying to do a review with him while I was giving the boy's a bath and he said "Mom, I don't need to do homework in the bathtub!!"  I guess he's right since they aren't even doing the words in class yet, I just want him to be a little ahead instead of behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note we have been swarmed with kittens, (poor hubby) literaly.  The first one was when I was out walking one night about 2 1/2 weeks ago with my neighbor, her dog scared a cat away across the main street by our house.  We saw a kitten there but figured that we should leave it alone because the momma would probably come back.  Well I went home and told Ian about it and about 30 minutes later the two of us went over to where they were.  It was still light enough to see so we looked around for a bit and then we heard the tiniest little mew.  The kitten was still alone and right by a gas building hiding in some bushes.  With a little coaxing we got the kitten to come out from the bushes.  She looked like she was 5-6 weeks old and she was really close to the road so we decided to keep her.  We brought her home and she has been a wonderful addition to our family.  When we first brought her home we thought she was a he (we are still not 100% sure on this one) so her name is Aslan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that takes care of kitten number 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later on a Wednesday, I got up and was getting the kids ready to take Triston to school.  Our two older cats (Koda and Bear) were by the back door looking out the window.  I figured there was a stray cat out side because there almost always is, but I looked out there anyway.  Up on top of our retaining wall right next to a box was 2 kittens that didn't look much older than Aslan.  I figured that I would just keep going on about my day and that the mom would come back to them.  Well by noon there had been no sight of mom and it was getting VERY HOT and I was pretty sure they were hungry.  My next door neighbors were in there back yard so I enlisted them to help.  What I thought was 2 kittens was actually 4.  We got them, and brought them inside only to discover that they were COVERED in ticks, like hundreds of little deer ticks.  So my neighbors being as nice as they are helped me give them all baths in flea &amp;amp; tick shampoo, in my downstairs bathroom sink.  In a room that is 5ft x 5ft we had 4 adults and 4 kittens, oh what a sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I had 4 kittens that I needed to figure out what to do with.  I called shelters and since it's kitten season everywhere was full.  When my hubby got home he couldn't breathe, so my neighbor's up the street kept them over night and I had to have them gone the next day.  Well I took them in to the humane society and one of the first thing's out of the woman's mouth was that they were going to be euthanized.  So I took them back home with me.  My neighbor's agreed to keep them for a week so that I could find homes or no kill shelters for them.  One of my other neighbor's heard about this and she decided to take 2 of them.  I put the other 2 on craigslist and hoped that somebody would be interested.  I got three e-mails the next morning but they never followed through.  so I put another posting up and got an e-mail back from a lady that was very interested, she came out to see them (4 days later) but decided to adopt one from a shelter.  Then I posted another post in a last hope and got a response from a lady that lived up in D.C. but didn't have a car.  We made arrangement's to go up there on Saturday and she adopted both of them.  I am very glad that they all found good homes, but I could go for quite awhile without seeing another kitten (except Aslan of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I'm going to write about now because I think this is long enough....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-481227261766869387?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/481227261766869387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=481227261766869387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/481227261766869387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/481227261766869387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/09/kittens-kittens-kittens.html' title='KITTENS, KITTENS, KITTENS'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-9047342696725595295</id><published>2008-08-03T21:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:38:49.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'm in Nebraska and I am actually nearing the end of my trip here.  I don't know why I haven't posted about this yet but now is as good a time as any.  Our trip out here wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.  We only seriously thought about tying Triston to the roof of the car once ( we would have put goggles and a helmet on him) which is saying a lot.  He didn't stop talking, for four days the kid didn't stop talking.  I got a D.V.D. player for the car right before the trip and I didn't let them see any of their movies for three months before we left.  It worked pretty well at keeping the kids entertained but Triston complained about it a lot... it was to light, it was to dark, he couldn't hear it.  We had a bunch of other things for them to do as well.  Keegan was great in the car, when we got out however he was two.  He threw temper tantrums, he ran away from me, basically he was a brat.  Triston was just the opposite, he was a brat in the car but but he was very good when we got out.  It took us four days to get to Nebraska but we didn't really hurry and we took a detour to my sisters house in MO.  I have more to post with some more pictures but I will have to do it when I can use my own computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two candid pics from our trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SJZVla0iR-I/AAAAAAAAADI/18qA6M6J5sY/s1600-h/100_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SJZVla0iR-I/AAAAAAAAADI/18qA6M6J5sY/s320/100_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230462118580602850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got mid roll while he was rolling his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SJZVlmcgsjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KLY7wNGaHz0/s1600-h/100_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SJZVlmcgsjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KLY7wNGaHz0/s320/100_1539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230462121701061170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what he was looking at, but it's&lt;br /&gt;a great face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-9047342696725595295?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/9047342696725595295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=9047342696725595295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9047342696725595295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/9047342696725595295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/08/about-our-road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SJZVla0iR-I/AAAAAAAAADI/18qA6M6J5sY/s72-c/100_1534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-2080020440941508307</id><published>2008-07-29T22:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:04:38.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/webus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/webus3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/sillyBW.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/sillyBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/sillyBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/Jessica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/Jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/41ab760e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/41ab760e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/?action=view&amp;amp;current=41ab760e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 2px" height="114" alt="" src="http://s49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/?action=view&amp;amp;current=41ab760e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I just read a post on my sister-in-laws blog and she put down a bunch of things that she loves about her hubby, so I am borrowing the idea. We have been married for four years and I thought it would be nice to say some of the things that I love about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the nickname he has for me.&lt;br /&gt;I love how even though he has black hair he still has blond moments.&lt;br /&gt;I love how he can make me smile even when I'm having a terrible day.&lt;br /&gt;I love how ticklish he is.&lt;br /&gt;I love that I can beat him in Tetris.&lt;br /&gt;I love the look I get when he finds out I used his razor.&lt;br /&gt;I love how he carries me up to bed when I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;I love that he reads to me at night.&lt;br /&gt;I love that he doesn't gripe when I ask him to help me clean.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way that he always lets me get my food first.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he rubs his feet together at night.&lt;br /&gt;I love how proud I am of him.&lt;br /&gt;I love the excited sound in my kids voices when daddy comes home.&lt;br /&gt;I love that we dance in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;I love the little inside jokes we have.&lt;br /&gt;I love how he tries to let me sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he takes care of me when I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he always tells me how beautiful I am.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;I love that he always tells me he loves me when we get off the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I love that he puts up with me.&lt;br /&gt;I love it when he draws me a bath.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he pouts when he's mad.&lt;br /&gt;I love the relationship he has with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he looks in his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I love how nervous he was when Keegan was born.&lt;br /&gt;I love his smile.&lt;br /&gt;I love his dimples.&lt;br /&gt;I love how proud he is of Triston wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;I love that when we are watching t.v. he rubs my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I love how short he is.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we can just hang out at home.&lt;br /&gt;I love that we can be stupid together.&lt;br /&gt;I love that we miss each other when were apart.&lt;br /&gt;I love how he sounds Australian when he is trying to do his British accent.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, I love the way he loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sillyBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 6px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 2px" height="157" alt="" src="http://s49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sillyBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-2080020440941508307?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/2080020440941508307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=2080020440941508307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2080020440941508307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2080020440941508307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-my-love.html' title='For my love'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f292/Kearlgirl04/Family/th_webus3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-3279474411950203745</id><published>2008-07-10T12:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:22:30.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little wrestler</title><content type='html'>Okay I know wrestling season has been over for quite a while but I also know that most of you didn't get to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Triston's&lt;/span&gt; wrestling pictures.  He loved wrestling but he struggled so much, the poor guy didn't win one match.  He never let it get him down though and he had great teammates that never made him feel bad about not winning.  He actually got complemented by another team's coach for being such a good sport.  He went out there and tried his best and was only pinned a few times all season.  He went all three minutes in most of his matches and was only beat by points.  He was also almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; the littlest kid out there.  After the season was over he got a very cool trophy and five ribbons.  He was also the only one in his weight class (about 20 kids) to get the sportsmanship medal.  We are so proud of him and can't wait till wrestling season starts this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZAQhjnlzI/AAAAAAAAACI/9pTRm7kapnk/s1600-h/100_4653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431470612518706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZAQhjnlzI/AAAAAAAAACI/9pTRm7kapnk/s320/100_4653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Triston&lt;/span&gt; in his singlet (the BULLDOG'S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZAQ3HVNDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EZt9A3ofjmE/s1600-h/100_4652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431476399453234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZAQ3HVNDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EZt9A3ofjmE/s320/100_4652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARLyW16I/AAAAAAAAACY/jkbsF63-t64/s1600-h/Sprawl+cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431481948624802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARLyW16I/AAAAAAAAACY/jkbsF63-t64/s320/Sprawl+cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a sprawl (he worked so hard on these)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARaTAZbI/AAAAAAAAACg/MGNd7GIN36U/s1600-h/Broeker+Triston.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431485843662258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARaTAZbI/AAAAAAAAACg/MGNd7GIN36U/s320/Broeker+Triston.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wrestling picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARr4sosI/AAAAAAAAACo/-8CGj5PwWDg/s1600-h/100_5001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431490565153474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZARr4sosI/AAAAAAAAACo/-8CGj5PwWDg/s320/100_5001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sportsmanship medal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-3279474411950203745?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/3279474411950203745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=3279474411950203745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3279474411950203745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/3279474411950203745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-little-wrestler.html' title='Our little wrestler'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHZAQhjnlzI/AAAAAAAAACI/9pTRm7kapnk/s72-c/100_4653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4149820283330838336</id><published>2008-07-09T10:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:26:53.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's such a goof</title><content type='html'>I have been trying for a very long time to get a good picture of Keegan. He almost always has a dirty face. When his face is clean and I try to take a picture of him he looks away. He likes to look at the pictures on the camera so I told him if he wanted to look he needed to let me take his picture first. This is what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMm0GGZZI/AAAAAAAAABg/LhbFtQfppgE/s1600-h/100_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022835220571538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMm0GGZZI/AAAAAAAAABg/LhbFtQfppgE/s320/100_5314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera's over here, Keegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMnSTwpQI/AAAAAAAAABo/iE2UY9cC92o/s1600-h/100_5321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022843330929922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMnSTwpQI/AAAAAAAAABo/iE2UY9cC92o/s320/100_5321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just like his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMnuw0FhI/AAAAAAAAABw/-H7Fy1OUa6o/s1600-h/100_5325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022850968983058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMnuw0FhI/AAAAAAAAABw/-H7Fy1OUa6o/s320/100_5325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's being crabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMn7f417I/AAAAAAAAAB4/55BRuGELt_k/s1600-h/100_5319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022854387652530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMn7f417I/AAAAAAAAAB4/55BRuGELt_k/s320/100_5319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMoJDI1fI/AAAAAAAAACA/IAgz6mq0SGk/s1600-h/100_5312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221022858025162226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMoJDI1fI/AAAAAAAAACA/IAgz6mq0SGk/s320/100_5312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a good picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4149820283330838336?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4149820283330838336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4149820283330838336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4149820283330838336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4149820283330838336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/07/hes-such-goof.html' title='He&apos;s such a goof'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SHTMm0GGZZI/AAAAAAAAABg/LhbFtQfppgE/s72-c/100_5314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-742358236537481128</id><published>2008-07-05T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:42:59.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UN-HAPPY 4th of JULY</title><content type='html'>For the fourth of July we went to Lunga park to watch fireworks.  They have tons of cool things for the kiddos to do, those big inflatable slides, a water maze, a rock wall, not to mention the playground that they have.  They also have a live band and all sorts of food.  We went last year and had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there around 4 and Ian saw one of his co-workers so we chatted with him for a bit while we were waiting for our neighbors to get there.  Once they arrived we found a nice spot on the hill laid out our blankets and watched the kids play on the playground.   Lindsay and I went for a little walk and let the guy's watch the kids.  Once we got back to the blankets Ian took Keegan for a walk and the rest of us ate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were sitting there we noticed off to the left of us that it was getting pretty dark and then we saw some lightening and a little bit later heard some thunder.  We just sat there watching it hoping it would go around us....no such luck.   We looked over the lake and about 100 yards from us you could see the rain and then before we knew it, it was POURING down on us.  We threw our stuff in the bag (Ian was back with Keegan) grabbed the blankets and took off toward our cars.  Triston was holding on to his sandwich for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now being that it is July and it is pretty hot out that rain was FREEZING.  We decided that we weren't going to make it to the car so we took shelter under one of the tents.  It just so happens that this was the military police tent and standing about 3 feet from us was the biggest German Shepard I've ever seen.  Ian got to talking to the dogs handler and found out that the dog is not very friendly and will bite people just for being close to him (note to self: don't do anything stupid on this base).  Needless to say I started moving my kids away from the dog and Ian stayed and talked to the guy.  He found out that the dog weighed 126 lbs (see I told you he was big) and that they usually work for about ten years.  Ian asked what happens to the dogs once they retire and the handler said that they use to euthanize them but now they will let the handlers have first choice to adopt them.  If the handler doesn't want to adopt them they will be open for adoption to the military and then to the general public.  I thought that was pretty interesting (see you can learn stuff by reading my blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain didn't seem to be getting any lighter and we were all wet and cold so Ian went and got the car (he can be such a gentleman).  We got the kids into the car turned the heat on and went home.  Triston was very concerned that daddy couldn't see anything, but most of all he was worried that he wasn't going to get anything else to eat.  He was sitting in his car seat clutching onto his very soggy sandwich.  We got home, got into dry pj's, ate supper and watched the thunderstorm instead of watching fireworks.  The kids were pretty bummed but I recorded the macy's 4th of July show and they watched it this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that the power didn't go out ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-742358236537481128?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/742358236537481128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=742358236537481128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/742358236537481128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/742358236537481128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-happy-4th-of-july.html' title='UN-HAPPY 4th of JULY'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-4227379389392179468</id><published>2008-06-08T08:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:22:56.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit Loops on the floor</title><content type='html'>Wow it's been pretty busy around here lately.  We've had some really crazy weather.  When I went to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Triston&lt;/span&gt; on one of his last days of kindergarten, the school got put on lock-down because of tornado warnings.  We had a tornado touch down 3 miles south of us.  Then the next night we had a really amazing lightening storm.  Ian and I sat out in our backyard and watched it until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Triston&lt;/span&gt; called us in because he was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has been home for the past week on leave and we actually haven't drove &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; crazy yet.  We spent two days spring cleaning and I was surprised to find fruit loops on my floor in some very odd places.  I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; hides them in his cheeks and then takes them out to put in a hiding place for later.  I also think he forgets about this which would explain the fruit loops in odd places.  Some of his favorite places are under couches, under his dresser, inside a toy, and (my favorite) in a shoe.  I'm amazed we don't have ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going to The Smithsonian for the first time.  I'm excited to go but the Museum of American History (the one I really wanted to see) is closed until fall.  We are going to the Natural History Museum and the Air and Space Museum.  I hope the kids like it.  I will let you know how it goes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-4227379389392179468?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/4227379389392179468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=4227379389392179468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4227379389392179468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/4227379389392179468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/06/fruit-loops-on-floor.html' title='Fruit Loops on the floor'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-2250747250742645114</id><published>2008-05-31T09:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:42:54.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534863695723618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT34VFPGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gwVCYqwy1jo/s320/100_5279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's chasing the geese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT64VFPHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/q0CHhbvSARk/s1600-h/100_5286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534915235331186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT64VFPHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/q0CHhbvSARk/s320/100_5286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; in the canoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT94VFPII/AAAAAAAAAAo/LtV2fI2hiN4/s1600-h/100_5285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534966774938754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT94VFPII/AAAAAAAAAAo/LtV2fI2hiN4/s320/100_5285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big boys from the canoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT_oVFPJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HoB_Oqj9DQU/s1600-h/100_5288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534996839709842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT_oVFPJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HoB_Oqj9DQU/s320/100_5288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; getting ready to roast his graham cracker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping for one night with our neighbor's and there son. It was so much fun, the kids had a blast. We rented a canoe and took turns taking all the kiddos out on the lake. When the big boy's went out they came back with a beach ball and a goose feather. The big boys also went on a hike in the woods and found some walking sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roasted hot dogs for supper and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt; for dessert. This was the first time my kids had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt; and they LOVED them. The big boys roasted there own marshmallows although they didn't really get close enough to even start to turn there marshmallows brown. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; saw all this and decided he wanted to roast something so he got a hold of a graham cracker, stuck it on the stick and tried to roast it. The kids also saw a bunch of geese and gosling's which they all decided to chase. We came home covered in dirt and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; but we had fun. We are planning to go again this summer at a different place. I will let everyone know how it turns out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-2250747250742645114?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/2250747250742645114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=2250747250742645114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2250747250742645114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2250747250742645114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/05/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/SEFT34VFPGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gwVCYqwy1jo/s72-c/100_5279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145015709094931648.post-2862589628048365338</id><published>2008-05-28T19:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:57:10.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>Okay so apparently I'm a little late in discovering this blog thing but I figure what the heck sometimes I have something to say. Actually I have a lot to say most of the time but that's a lot of typing and I have been sitting here for a while already trying to get this thing set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May has been a busy month, first we had tons of black outs. We were losing power every weekend and it stayed out for a LONG time. We actually got put up in a hotel because they couldn't fix the problem and we had to go for three days with no hot water, a/c, no microwave, no dryer, and pretty much everything else one needs to get by this day in age. We had lights sometimes but they were very low, so it was like having candlelight. It was so bad that school got canceled, and believe me it's no fun having a six year old and a two year old home when you have no power and it's between 85 and 90 degree's outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was mother's day and my hubby did pretty good, well not really, he did good for our anniversary but that was in March. I don't think he actually did anything for mother's day. After that it was my birthday and Triston was so excited. He kept counting down the day's until "we could eat cake." See he could care less whose birthday it is so long as he gets to eat cake. He did make me some very nice things at school for mother's day and my birthday though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Memorial weekend we went camping with our neighbors but I'll write more about that when I have my pictures to post on here with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that's all I have to say right now so until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145015709094931648-2862589628048365338?l=jessandian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/feeds/2862589628048365338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145015709094931648&amp;postID=2862589628048365338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2862589628048365338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145015709094931648/posts/default/2862589628048365338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandian.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Jess &amp;amp; Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11964799364350623405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTtH9Kw2yI/S04PLzV50FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bfMkpFlEsDM/S220/IMG_1167.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
