<?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-34624114</id><updated>2012-01-30T17:56:52.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's in the box!</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog all about Jack, Caroline, and little Emmalyn and the goings on of their family!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>441</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2458909731888853659</id><published>2012-01-22T15:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:50:10.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmalyn's Birth Slideshow</title><content type='html'>One (of many) things we did differently with Emmalyn's birth was to hire a birth photographer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dfwbirthphotographer.com/home/" target="_blank"&gt; Lynsey Stone&lt;/a&gt; is so talented and we are so glad we decided to have her on our birth team!&amp;nbsp; She captured the beauty of the birth and we hardly noticed she was there.&amp;nbsp; When I watched the slideshow the first time I was constantly thinking "How in the world did she get that shot without me noticing?!"&amp;nbsp; So, here it is.&amp;nbsp; Keep in mind that it is a slideshow of a BIRTH so if you're not into watching that kind of thing (even though there aren't any graphic shots) then don't watch, okay?&amp;nbsp; I hope you love it as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dfwbirthphotographer.com/EmmalynRuth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Emmalyn Ruth's Birth Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2458909731888853659?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2458909731888853659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2458909731888853659&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2458909731888853659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2458909731888853659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2012/01/emmalyns-birth-slideshow.html' title='Emmalyn&apos;s Birth Slideshow'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1901047955928505886</id><published>2012-01-11T21:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:06:34.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of Emmalyn Ruth - January 6, 2012</title><content type='html'>I’ve got to start with how differently we travelledthrough this pregnancy journey.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasfull of faith and trust that God had every moment of this little one’s lifeplanned, right from the start.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Afterbirthing Jack and Caroline naturally in hospitals (both of which werefulfilling experiences) I knew that if I ever had another child that I’d wantto birth at home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t mind theactual birthing in a hospital; it was the postpartum experience that justwasn’t for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That, added to the factthat the idea of a peaceful birth, surrounded by the people I love in a place Ilove just seemed right for our growing family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;discovered I was pregnant in April 2011.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were shocked, but not terribly so.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We weren’t trying and we were (kind of)preventing; paying attention to cycles and such but, still, trusting that ifthe Lord wanted us pregnant, there wasn’t much we could really do aboutthat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well, He definitely wanted us tohave another baby and once the news sunk in (and I had an ugly crying/laughing/prayingfit in the shower one morning) we were over the moon thrilled!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We discovered that my “due date” wasChristmas Day 2011.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How wonderful!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;The next step in our journey was to choose ourmidwife.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am heavily involved in thelocal birthing community and know many midwives both professionally andpersonally.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think I probably had amore difficult time choosing someone because there are SO MANY wonderfulmidwives in our area that I know well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iasked for recommendations from friends and sister doulas and I prayed about mydecision a lot.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You know what Idiscovered?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When God wants you to go incertain direction, He can often be VERY clear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I had a few midwives in mind when I started my search and over and overand over the recommendation was the same: Kim Watkins.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We spoke with Kim over the phone for aninterview and told her we’d discuss our decision and let her know in the nextfew days since we still had a couple of other midwives to speak with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jason and I hung up the phone, looked at oneanother, and instantly called her back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Our decision was made.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kim andher senior apprentice, Abbie, were our midwives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pregnancy progressed normally and fairlyuneventfully.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With the exception of somepretty wretched morning sickness and back/pelvic pain, I felt pretty good mostof the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s also amazing whenyou’ve got a 3 and 5 year old to chase around how quickly your pregnancy seemsto fly by.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is till your due daterolls around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day came and went and I still had a babyin my belly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We had a wonderful timewith family celebrating the holiday and we just knew we’d have a baby within aweek.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The latest I’d delivered a babywas 40 weeks and 6 days so I was confident that we’d have a new bundle by theNew Year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after Christmas was really nice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We spent lots of family time together, I hadseveral chiropractic adjustments (I’d been going at least weekly since I was 15weeks along), and one “dress rehearsal” of labor in which I’d contracted every6 minutes for HOURS and called in my entire birth team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After having my mom, my midwifery team, andmy birth photographer’s back-up (my photographer was at another birth) at myhouse for a couple of hours, my contractions fizzled and then just plain ol’stopped.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That was super frustrating buteveryone around me was so supportive.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Atleast we’d had an occasion to get everything out and together for the birtheven though we’d had no baby just yet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the New Year dawned I was totally bummedout.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was 41 weeks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’d never been this pregnant before and was,frankly, kind of pissed off that I didn’t have a baby in 2011 (I am a taxaccountant’s wife after all).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I sent thekids off with Jason to church and then attempted to drown my misery in heavilysweetened coffee and a marathon of TLC junk shows.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jason definitely sensed that I was “off” (howcould he not since I woke up and immediately started bawling first thing in themorning) and attempted to give me lots of love and lots of space thatparticular day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He took the kids to playwith some friends that afternoon and left me alone so my friend and massagetherapist, Hannah, could come over for an acupressure appointment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It definitely helped me relax but, alas,didn’t start labor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This little one wasnot ready to be Earthside just yet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d texted Kim and Abbie during that day and we’ddecided that if we didn’t have a baby by Friday night, they’d come over andwe’d chat about what to do next.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hadno idea if I was dilated or effaced at all since my midwives were very “hands off”about that kind of thing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In fact, mypregnancy had been mostly intervention free up till this point with theexception of some blood testing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ihadn’t even had an ultrasound which was just fine by me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I decided that an acupuncture appointmentsounded like a good idea so I could relax a bit and possibly get my labormoving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’d been having contractionsevery 20 minutes or so that morning but nothing I’d categorize as painful orlabor-like.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My appointment was at 11:30(I had several “good” contractions during my treatment) and my mom went alongwith me for the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We ran someerrands, went to my appointment, and had a wonderful lunch out before headingto pick up the kids.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’d asked her topick them up for me so I could avoid the “you’re still pregnant???”conversations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know folks mean wellbut I was on my last thread.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I continuedcontracting every 20 minutes or so throughout the rest of the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After we put the kids to bed for the evening,Jason and I went for a walk and had such a sweet time just being together andjoking with one another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We definitelyhad a special evening.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I rounded out theday with a small glass of Moscato (which was wonderful) and a nice hot showerbefore going to bed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 6, 2012:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iremember waking to my first contraction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I got up and went to the bathroom, of course, and them back to bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My contractions were enough to wake me up butnot enough to get me out of bed just yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They were coming about every 10 minutes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Inudged Jason to let him know he wouldn’t be making his business breakfast thatmorning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was in labor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t imagine why I’d ever thought I wasin labor the week before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thesecontractions were no joke and I had to breathe through them but I was stillfairly comfortable in bed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:43am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Still in bed, I text Kim and Abbie to let them know that today’s theday!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m still trying to snooze betweencontractions that are still 10 minutes apart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:50am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;OMIGOODNESS I have to get out of bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;NOW.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m no longer comfortableand I do not want to have another contraction lying down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No thanks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I decide to head to the kitchen and have some juice and cereal whilesitting on my birth ball and checking Facebook before the rest of the housewakes up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason this morning, Jack and Carolinedecide to sleep later than their normal 6:15.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They both wake around 6:45 and I think can sense something goingon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I tell them that I think today’s theday their new brother or sister is going to be born.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They’re both excited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The distraction of getting them ready makesme doubt my labor and I think my contractions may have slowed a bit during thisperiod.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My mom shuttles them off at 8amto take Jack to school and Caroline to a friend’s house for the day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jasonspeaks to Abbie and lets her know that he’s ready for her and the rest of thecrew to head on over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It will take themat least an hour and a half to get there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’m not ready for them just yet and am hesitant to tell them tocome.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I really don’t want a repeat ofhaving everyone out and then sending them all home again but we tell them tocome anyway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I also call my birthphotographer, Lynsey, and put her on notice that things are happening but I’mnot quite ready just yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jason looks atthe back door and HAS to clean it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hisnervous energy makes me laugh.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The door’sbeen dirty for a while but it had to be cleaned right then.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hehe!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jasonand I take a walk in the gloriously beautiful morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The high temperature forecasted for the daywas 73!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was lovely and our walk waslong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My contractions are still comingevery 10 minutes but are fairly uncomfortable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Still not painful, though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;All timeshere on out are based on my best guesses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I was entering laborland and my sense of time was definitely skewed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wereturn home from our walk and I decide to have a snack.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Grapes and oranges never tasted so good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And I need water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lots of water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My mom is back from shuttling the kids aroundand she and Jason laid hands on me and pray over me and the baby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;10:40:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Lynsey arrives and we chat for a bit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I decide I have to make Jack and Caroline’s bunk beds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Picture me on a bunk bed ladder breathingthrough a contraction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Awesome.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I finish cleaning the big kids’ room and workthrough more contractions on the birth ball.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They’re probably every eight minutes or so now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10:50:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Abbie arrives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She checks on the babywith a fetoscope and does a quick check of my vitals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All is well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Kim and Donna arrive shortly after and begin bringing in their haul ofbirth tools.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;11am:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jasonbegins filling the birth pool in the living room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need him to apply counterpressure to thesmall of my back during contractions while I lean on something (couch, counter,door frames, kitchen table, etc.) and push back against him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is right there every time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There’s just something about his hands andhow they feel just right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Ok, at thispoint I’m abandoning times all together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I have NO idea when things happened and just a vague idea of the orderof things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m heavy into laborland now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;I REALLY have to work through my contractionsnow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I remember being a bit cold andstanding in the sunshine coming in through the back door.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It felt wonderful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Right then a contraction hit and I had tohold on to the back of the couch and squat to get through it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No more counterpressure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Squatting felt GREAT.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At some point someone asks me if I’m ready to getinto the pool.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easy answer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;YES.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iget in the water and it instantly relaxes me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’m trying to listen to the praise and worship music that’s been playingin the background (that Jason had been obsessing over getting just right for awhile – more working out nervous energy).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I remember one song (though I can’t remember which one) that reallymoved me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know that the Lord was inour home and guiding us through our birth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I felt His presence and knew that I would soon have my sweet baby in myarms.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was such an amazing encounterwith the Holy Spirit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I labor resting onthe side of the tub for a while and then find my favorite position:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;hands and knees.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I no longer want to be touched much and Ifeel like the contractions are coming much more quickly but my pain’s not reallyincreasing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was such an interestingfeeling to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a particularly intense contraction and wasbeginning to feel a moment of weakness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I needed to call on the Lord to help me through but I just couldn’t doit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I asked Jason to come pray over meand he tried but was overcome emotionally.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Kim placed her hands on me and prayed for me. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I talked to the baby and asked “sweet baby,come to me”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I then decided I’d like totry another position for a minute so I laid back against the tub andimmediately had what I remember the most intense contraction of my labor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I could NOT be still and could NOT leanback.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I roared through it and said “Idon’t know what to do with it!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I meantthe power.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I felt SO MUCH power pulsingthrough my body and I honestly didn’t know how to cope and make it work forme.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;During that contraction I felt mywater break and I knew it wouldn’t be long now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;I was vocalizing a lot, very loud and low.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was thinking “OOOOOOPPPPPPEEEENNNNN” as Imoaned through my contractions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again, Iwas not really in pain, just feeling an overwhelming power taking over my bodywith each contraction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For some reason Ifelt afraid to push and during a couple of contractions, when the power was atits peak I’d yell “SHIT!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not like me atall but so necessary at the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now itjust makes me giggle bit thinking about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe I was feeling afraid of pushing because I wasn’t sure if I wasdilated fully yet and didn’t want to push if it wasn’t time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was my first labor that was completelyintervention free – I’d had no cervical checks and didn’t want any.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once Kim and Abbie suggested a little push tosee if it felt right during the next contraction I was able to relax a littlemore and give myself permission to push.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I tried a couple of times and didn’t feel ready just yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I waited and moaned through a few morecontractions until I felt my body pushing on its own.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I could feel the baby move down with eachpush and it was such an incredible feeling!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Several times I’d become overwhelmed by the intensity and Kim would calmlywhisper affirmations to me to ground me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It was so incredibly helpful and kept me focused on what I was doing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I’m not entirely sure how long I pushed but I don’tthink it was more than about thirty minutes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I pushed on my hands and knees and kept saying “c’mon sweet baby, c’monsweet baby”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As the baby was crowning mycontractions seemed to slow some so my body could stretch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was so different for me as Jack andCaroline came out so quickly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This wasbetter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I did feel the “ring of fire”this time and I don’t recall feeling it with my other births.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was no joke.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I definitely yelled “It hurts like FIRE!!!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kim had me reposition a little to relievesome pressure and it helped a bit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then,within a few minutes my body gave some MASSIVE pushes and the baby’s head cameout.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I heard someone say “the head isborn” and then my body gave me a little rest before I had to push out theshoulders.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With the next contraction Igave another big push and my sweet baby, the one I’d been calling out, was borninto Jason’s hands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He passed herthrough my legs to me and I leaned back, excited to see my new little one. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We all looked together and discovered we’d hada girl!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I knew it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It had been my feeling the entire pregnancyand I was right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Emmalyn Ruth was born at 2:09 pm weighing9lbs, 12oz and was 22 inches long.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sheis such a blessing to our family and her birth was so peaceful and beautiful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We did it! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;After waiting “patiently” for twelve days pasther due date we finally had our homebirth!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It couldn’t have been more wonderful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 1em 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-1901047955928505886?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1901047955928505886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1901047955928505886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1901047955928505886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1901047955928505886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2012/01/birth-of-emmalyn-ruth-january-6-2012.html' title='The Birth of Emmalyn Ruth - January 6, 2012'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6442580558847871372</id><published>2012-01-07T07:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:02:36.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>Emmalyn Ruth Maurice!Born at home, in the water, into her daddy's waiting hands on January 6, 2012 at 2:09 pm.9 lbs, 12 oz, 22 inchesAfter waiting a long time for this sweet little girl's arrival we experienced a beautiful birth.  Mama and baby ate doing great and Jack and Caroline are thrilled to have a new little sister.Pictures and birth story to come soon...-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6442580558847871372?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6442580558847871372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6442580558847871372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6442580558847871372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6442580558847871372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2012/01/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7296024086083397611</id><published>2011-10-14T17:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T17:08:04.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Blessings</title><content type='html'>One of the things that helps me during labor (or any trial of life)&amp;nbsp;is praying scripture.&amp;nbsp; I am amazed at the peace it gives me and it truly strengthens me during difficult times.&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd share my "Birth Scriptures" with y'all.&amp;nbsp; I plan on printing these out on cardstock and laminating them so I can read them or have them read to me during my labor.&amp;nbsp; If you've got any that you could add to my list let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Know that the LORD is God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is he who made us, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;weare his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;;we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Psalm 100:3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;For you created my inmost being; you knit metogether in my mother’s womb. I praise you because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Iam fearfully and wonderfully made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;; your works arewonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I wasmade in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written inyour book before one of them came to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Psalm 139:13-16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;do not fear, for I amwith you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;;do not be dismayed, for I am your God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I will strengthen youand help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A woman giving birth to a child has pain becauseher time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because ofher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;that a child is born into the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;John 16:21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator ofthe ends of the earth. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;He will not grow tired or weary, and his understandingno one can fathom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;He gives strength to the wearyand increases the power of the weak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Even youths growtired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;those who hope in theLORD will renew their strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;They will soar onwings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not befaint.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Isaiah 40: 28b-41&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Donot be anxious about anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;, but in everysituation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests toGod.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And the peace of God, whichtranscends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in ChristJesus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;allthings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt; through Christ who strengthens me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Taste and see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;theLORD is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;blessedis the one who takes refuge in him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;You are my hiding place; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;you will protect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;from trouble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;andsurround me with songs of deliverance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Psalm 32:7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Have I not commanded you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Be strong and courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with youwherever you go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Joshua 1:9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;For I am convinced that neither death nor life,neither angels nor demons,neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neitherheight nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separateus from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;loveof God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt; that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Romans 8:39&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;And we know that in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;allthings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt; God works for the good of those who love him, whohave been called according to his purpose.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The LORD your God is with you, the Mighty Warriorwho saves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Hewill take great delight in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;rejoiceover you with singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I donot give to you as the world gives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Donot let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;John 14:27&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Everygood and perfect gift is from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;, coming down fromthe Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe Script&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;James 1:17&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7296024086083397611?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7296024086083397611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7296024086083397611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7296024086083397611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7296024086083397611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-of-things-that-helps-me-during.html' title='Birth Blessings'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1182477445845635564</id><published>2011-09-29T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:24:08.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mastering the Master Bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may (or may not) remember when I &lt;a href="http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-transformation.html"&gt;redid our bedroom &lt;/a&gt;a couple years back.  I totally thought I was doing something really innovative with a Colonial blue accent wall and while it was different, I didn't love it.  We were also making do with a lot of furniture that we had inherited or purchased when we were in college.  Needless to say, our bedroom wasn't the haven we wanted it to be.  Now, by all means, it isn't done yet but it feels a lot more "us" now.  This whole nesting business has me needing to get every room in the house just right before baby comes.  The possibility of actually delivering a baby in my bedroom definitely lit a fire under us and made us want to get down to business.  Now, we need to get started on the nursery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly everything you see is from IKEA... curtains, rods (just realized you can't see those but they're great anyway), lamps, nightstands, bedding.  You know I love that place!  The paint is Gravity from Valspar (at Lowes).  It's a very soft gray and sometimes reads light blue depending on the time of day and lighting.  I think we'll probably paint it a shade or two darker sometime down the road.  It's really soothing and I love it but Jason's not sold.&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/Bedroomredo2011004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another angle of the bed.  We've yet to find the right artwork to go on either side of the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/Bedroomredo2011005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dresser is from IKEA (duh).  It's actually the exact same dresser Jack and Caroline have in their room and we'll be purchasing a third for the nursery when we get around to it.  Also, you can see how the paint looks blue in this picture.  This wall is directly across from the bed.&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/Bedroomredo2011002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bedroomredo2011002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we're really pleased with the way it's turned out but we still have a ways to go.  It's so much more relaxing now though.  Ahhhhh...&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/34624114-1182477445845635564?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1182477445845635564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1182477445845635564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1182477445845635564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1182477445845635564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/09/mastering-master-bedroom.html' title='Mastering the Master Bedroom'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-682038112910625706</id><published>2011-07-11T16:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T16:48:34.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Un-fearful Feelings</title><content type='html'>So, Jason and I were discussing the other night how much more enjoyable this pregnancy has been for us that previous pregnancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my first pregnancy, I was 17 and terrified. Since we were placing the baby for adoption the entire pregnancy, though free of complications, was emotionally draining on us and our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant with Jack my pregnancy was wonderful physically. I'm one of those girls that actually enjoys being pregnant and giving birth (not to mention that it wasn't new to me) so that part was great and we were SO EXCITED to be having our first baby. However, as a first time mom I was terrified of the actual "mothering" aspect. Lots of "what-ifs" and "how-tos" are involved with your first child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were expecting Caroline we were a bit more laid back having "been there, done that" before. However, I felt so much anxiety about sharing myself with another little person. How could I possibly have enough love for another child like I did for my son?! When she was born it was, of course, evident that there was plenty of me and my love to go around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we're like, "we've got this!" Pregnancy is old hat to us and we feel confident in our parenting skills (usually). Our love for our little bean has already grown and grown and he/she is not even here yet. We're nothing but EXCITED this time. No fear! What a blessing to be able to celebrate this baby and our growing family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-682038112910625706?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/682038112910625706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=682038112910625706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/682038112910625706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/682038112910625706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-un-fearful-feelings.html' title='Our Un-fearful Feelings'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2428868673198178578</id><published>2011-07-09T10:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T11:14:11.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Kids Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In preparation for our little Jingle Bell (or Jingle Belly, whatever) to make his or her appearance in December, we've redesigned Caroline's room to be "the green room" as we now call it. Jack and Caroline are now bunking together and LOVE it. And I love the room. Really, really love the room.&lt;br /&gt;The view from the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="wide angle" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The book and toy corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="toy corner" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shared dresser. We've had it since before Caroline was born (used it as a changing table when she was a baby) and we couldn't love it more. It has SO MUCH storage and looks just as lovely (almost) as it did when we purchased it (from IKEA) four years ago. We'll be getting another one for the nursery and one for our room as well. We love it that much.&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="dresser" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've got a couple of white floating shelves to hang on this wall. The plan is for each kiddo to have a place to display some of their special things. Also, we'll be getting a couple of less girly lamps to "man up" the room a bit. Probably something like &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/40018183"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; from IKEA. Have I mentioned that I love IKEA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="books" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another shot of the beds. We purchased them online from a &lt;a href="http://www.bedzking.com/bunk-beds-bk"&gt;local company&lt;/a&gt; (didn't know they were local till we bought them). Their customer service was amazing and we had them within THREE days of purchase! They were pretty straightforward as far as assembly goes and I love that they can be taken apart and used as twin beds later on. The bedding is the Bright Stripes collection from Pottery Barn Kids. Love it and LOVE the deal we got! We outfitted both beds for well under $200 TOTAL which is a feat when buying from PBK. So happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="bedz" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A different angle of the dresser and the view outside. I just hung these curtains yesterday and they are exactly what I wanted for this room. I was sure to hang them high (had to since they're 95 inches long) and wide. They really add drama and interest to the room and trick your eye into thinking the window is huge. I also just love how airy they are. So pretty. But not too pretty for my big guy. I'll probably replace the lamp here too. Which will be so difficult for me because I *heart* this lamp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="dresser side" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's plenty of space to play in here and I'm amazed at just how much time the kids spend in their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="playspace" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack's bunk with his beloved train picture and a great little reading lamp, from IKEA of course. He loves it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Jack's bunk" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shared closet. This is something that was stressing me out. I just wasn't sure how it was all going to fit but it did. I just added another rod and moved Jack's stuff in. It also helped that I cleaned out all the non-clothing stuff (like Christmas paper and a wooden Rudloph who was wrapped in twinkle lights). Caroline's dress up drawers even made the cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Big kid closet3" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all, I'm really pleased with how the entire thing worked out. It took us a good day and a half to paint the room (over dark chocolate brown walls... we used two coats of Martha Stewart's Lemongrass, color matched to Valspar's signature series paint + primer from Lowes) and several hours to assemble the beds. I've been working a bit in the room each day for the last week to complete little projects (moving Jack's clothes and toys in, organizing the closet, hanging curtains, etc) and it's coming together nicely. I've still got a few things to do (hanging shelves, assembling the "frame wall" over the toy shelf, finding lamps and a lower pile rug) but it's already the most "done" room in the house. In fact, this room is definitely pushing me forward to tackle some more projects. I've got quite a list, as you've seen several posts back, and I want to accomplish as much as I can before the Littlest Maurice arrives around Christmas.&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/34624114-2428868673198178578?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2428868673198178578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2428868673198178578&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2428868673198178578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2428868673198178578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-kids-room.html' title='The Big Kids Room'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3884439902323842182</id><published>2011-04-28T07:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T07:33:58.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in...</title><content type='html'>I've got quite a few posts I've got to bang out since my last in FEBRUARY!  Sheesh.  Here's a quick recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack turned 5 (which is so much bigger than 4) and we had such a fun birthday weekend.  Jason finished busy season and is home a lot more which is fantastic!  Jason's mom came home from the hospital at the end of March (after being there for two months) and is so glad to be back home.  We had a fun Easter celebrating the resurrection of our Savior with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pregnant.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PREGNANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just found out last Tuesday and I can say we haven't been more surprised or more thrilled about  a pregnancy.  Seriously we're crazy excited!  So are the kids.  Jack literally jumped up and down when we told them.  Priceless.  Caroline keeps asking to see the baby in my belly and I've got to explain just how small the baby is and that my tummy won't grow for a while.  She can't wait to "change the diapers and rub it's back".  Sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm "due" on Christmas Day so it looks like we'll have a very busy holiday season.  We're also really excited about planning our first homebirth.  We're in the process of selecting our homebirth midwife, which is proving to be a little more difficult than I expected.  Since I'm so involved in the local birth community I happen to know and love a lot of midwives which makes choosing just one hard.  We know that God will lead us to the right one, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's what's been going on the past couple of months.  Exciting times are ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3884439902323842182?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3884439902323842182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3884439902323842182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3884439902323842182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3884439902323842182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/04/checking-in.html' title='Checking in...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5987622201536575792</id><published>2011-02-25T14:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:02:44.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A long long list...</title><content type='html'>So, when we purchased this house back in 2006, we had lots of big plans for it.  Lots of things we wanted to do to make it ours.  Well, life happens and things get delayed.  You discover the house you loved when you bought it doesn't give you the same warm fuzzy feeling it did when you signed on the dotted line (five hundred or so times!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we saw this house we didn't just see a place to live.  We saw a huge yard where our kids could run and play, a playroom where they could be creative and enjoy themselves, a family room where we'd spend evenings together.  We saw a fantastic school down the street, a well established neighborhood, and the short five-minute drive to our church.  We saw our  home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I see a constantly growing list of things that annoy me... this is old, this is broken, this bothers me...  Well, I'm DONE with that.  Time to DO something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I actually sat down and made a list.  A very long, almost exhaustive, list of things I want to do to the house.  Will I ever actually DO all of these things?  Who knows?  We're only limited by time and money, right?  In the spirit of being transparent, I thought I'd share my list with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?  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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace      or frame out mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Showerhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Master Bedroom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Repaint      walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crown      molding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purchase      new door (with window)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Upholstered      headboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Night      stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dresser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Different      arrangement – move bed to opposite wall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lamps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Jack’s Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purchase      nightstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Possibly      loft bed with desk underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wall      art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;Hallway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have      lights repaired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      photos in frames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Caroline’s Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have      light in closet repaired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Hall Bath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      cabinets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      countertops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      mirror/reframe mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace      tile with vinyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      trim and ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have      electrical above tub checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace      over-tub fixture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Extra      long shower curtain (white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      rug/towels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Storage      over toilet – rack and caddy system from IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hooks      for robes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Office/Sewing/Craft Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Move      pecan furniture to mom’s (couch, desk, dictionary stand, side table,      bench)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recover      or slipcover chair and ottoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      walls and possibly brick wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Window      treatments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Move      desk/computer/printer/filing cabinet – reconfigure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purchase      IKEA workstation for sewing – vika ammon/vika annefors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chairs      – jules (2) from IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Storage      over sewing area – spool storage, rack and caddy system from IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bookcases      for fabric and notion storage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ironing      station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cutting      table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Kitchen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      cabinets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      walls (again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      countertops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Backsplash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirror?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chalkboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      or remove pocket door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      pantry doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      faucet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Dining Area&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Refinish/paint      table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      dining chairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Build      shelves on either side of window for cookbooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      paneling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Living Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      paneling a warm color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      fireplace white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ottoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writing      desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Art/pictures      for walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Window      treatments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      slider door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remove      fireplace screen/replace with glass enclosure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      fireplace rack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Playroom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purge      baby toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Create      workstations/learning area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clothesline      art display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get      rid of big chair and ottoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Re-work      “mud room” – possibly foot lockers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace      door(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Outside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-style: italic;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Toy      storage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clean      sandbox and purchase cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clean      water table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New      tarp for fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rock      wall on fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rocker      swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace      rope ladder and swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remove      rocks and sod side yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Build      wood storage near house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plant      shrubs in flowerbeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      front door red/gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purchase      storm door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint      trim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Repaint      shutters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chain      link fence around yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prep      and plant raised bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Purchase      new waterstick for watering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picnic      table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I promise, this house is already our home.  The more I think about the more I can see that.  I could not accomplish a darn thing on the list and I'd still feel that way!  This is where Jack took his first steps, where he had his first birthday party.  I'll never forget telling Jason I was pregnant with Caroline while he was mowing the backyard.  We brought Caroline home to this house.  It's the only one she's ever known.  We've made so very many memories here and I'm not going to be so quick to be ready to "trade up" so to speak.  I've decided that I love my little place in this world.  It's not perfect but it's filled with the people I care for most in this world and it's bursting with love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note:  If I do accomplish anything on that list I'll be sure to let you in on it!  Feel free to give me your inspired ideas about my list too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5987622201536575792?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5987622201536575792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5987622201536575792&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5987622201536575792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5987622201536575792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-long-list.html' title='A long long list...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1920746178005982958</id><published>2011-02-21T08:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T08:25:05.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Engineering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack got a really fun hot wheels track set for Christmas.  We play with it all. the. time.  Lately, he's gotten so creative in making his racetracks.  Even Caroline loves to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011124.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011124.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This particular track spans the width of his room.  From the dresser to the opposite wall.  ZOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011136.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011137.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011140.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011132.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, that's 7:29 AM.  Morning.  YAWN!&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/34624114-1920746178005982958?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1920746178005982958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1920746178005982958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1920746178005982958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1920746178005982958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/early-morning-engineering.html' title='Early Morning 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href="http://s8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=February2011114-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/kipikat/February2011114-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CANNOT&lt;/span&gt; wait to see this on Sweet Caroline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3274266717224278956?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3274266717224278956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3274266717224278956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Wednesday'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AG-Ii9lIyKY/TVveTYRl8kI/AAAAAAAABXI/O0f-9HSVEao/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6747257779995382268</id><published>2011-02-14T15:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T15:35:44.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy crafty!</title><content type='html'>I've been sewing like a mad woman lately.  Frankly, I've become a little obsessed.  Here are a few pics from my iPhone of creations I've put together in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline's appliqued Valentine's Day shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2425.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peasant dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2424.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; St. Patrick's Day twirly skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2422.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSLR camera strap covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2423.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2420.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2421.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2419.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/14/2418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/14/s_2418.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6747257779995382268?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6747257779995382268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6747257779995382268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6747257779995382268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6747257779995382268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-crafty.html' title='Crazy crafty!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4784739868457212163</id><published>2011-02-14T14:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:52:36.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All you need is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE!  And maybe cupcakes!  Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THL2K12mhho/TVmVzxMP3xI/AAAAAAAABW4/JFWhOgIkOFU/s1600/February%2B2011%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THL2K12mhho/TVmVzxMP3xI/AAAAAAAABW4/JFWhOgIkOFU/s400/February%2B2011%2B027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573650730458275602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vcCJH2_908/TVmV0HzLKZI/AAAAAAAABXA/39bEEXxdQng/s1600/February%2B2011%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vcCJH2_908/TVmV0HzLKZI/AAAAAAAABXA/39bEEXxdQng/s400/February%2B2011%2B030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573650736527124882" 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/34624114-4784739868457212163?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4784739868457212163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4784739868457212163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4784739868457212163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4784739868457212163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-you-need-is.html' title='All you need is...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THL2K12mhho/TVmVzxMP3xI/AAAAAAAABW4/JFWhOgIkOFU/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5646997721332582093</id><published>2011-02-14T14:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:49:10.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OuKwlayP_Y/TVmVIWOouHI/AAAAAAAABWo/GqFIB7Wvzag/s1600/February%2B2011%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nn2SrXrGqX0/TVmVH3VYNyI/AAAAAAAABWg/qli0Pb3ftHI/s1600/February%2B2011%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nn2SrXrGqX0/TVmVH3VYNyI/AAAAAAAABWg/qli0Pb3ftHI/s400/February%2B2011%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573649976192939810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OuKwlayP_Y/TVmVIWOouHI/AAAAAAAABWo/GqFIB7Wvzag/s1600/February%2B2011%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OuKwlayP_Y/TVmVIWOouHI/AAAAAAAABWo/GqFIB7Wvzag/s400/February%2B2011%2B023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573649984486160498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUzOIOYVUjA/TVmVI9hGjvI/AAAAAAAABWw/C_Q3QErJYzQ/s1600/February%2B2011%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUzOIOYVUjA/TVmVI9hGjvI/AAAAAAAABWw/C_Q3QErJYzQ/s400/February%2B2011%2B024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573649995032596210" 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/34624114-5646997721332582093?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5646997721332582093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5646997721332582093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5646997721332582093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5646997721332582093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/faces.html' title='Faces'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nn2SrXrGqX0/TVmVH3VYNyI/AAAAAAAABWg/qli0Pb3ftHI/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3783701252836395760</id><published>2011-02-14T14:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:46:34.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's - Turtle Style!</title><content type='html'>Jack's class had their Valentine's Day party last Thursday.  I'm not surprised by how much the kids love having parties at school.  I am surprised at how much Jack wants me there.  Not sure why it surprises me but he is over the moon when I get to come spend time with him at school.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being silly!  This was right after he'd put away NINE Chik-fil-a chicken nuggets.  Woah.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK9UTKkZYp4/TVmTyMbXfWI/AAAAAAAABV4/uE8UUi_6KHI/s1600/February%2B2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK9UTKkZYp4/TVmTyMbXfWI/AAAAAAAABV4/uE8UUi_6KHI/s400/February%2B2011%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573648504386452834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentine's BINGO!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0z2uvwhHLE/TVmTyURlQOI/AAAAAAAABWA/oznbh1h1EIM/s1600/February%2B2011%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0z2uvwhHLE/TVmTyURlQOI/AAAAAAAABWA/oznbh1h1EIM/s400/February%2B2011%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573648506492895458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9gSJ8dMkZg/TVmTyxCKW4I/AAAAAAAABWI/no8s0-qPOao/s1600/February%2B2011%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9gSJ8dMkZg/TVmTyxCKW4I/AAAAAAAABWI/no8s0-qPOao/s400/February%2B2011%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573648514212846466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pin the nose on the heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SL4AfwcNX-Y/TVmTy5gXGAI/AAAAAAAABWQ/MTuAv9RmxlA/s1600/February%2B2011%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SL4AfwcNX-Y/TVmTy5gXGAI/AAAAAAAABWQ/MTuAv9RmxlA/s400/February%2B2011%2B012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573648516486993922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing off his "love bug" headband.  He apparently puts his hands on his head when he's making a funny face.  Crazy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u86ha7jn0fo/TVmTzNrVmHI/AAAAAAAABWY/b0AUcr2SVEQ/s1600/February%2B2011%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u86ha7jn0fo/TVmTzNrVmHI/AAAAAAAABWY/b0AUcr2SVEQ/s400/February%2B2011%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573648521901742194" 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/34624114-3783701252836395760?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3783701252836395760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3783701252836395760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3783701252836395760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3783701252836395760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-turtle-style.html' title='Valentine&apos;s - Turtle Style!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK9UTKkZYp4/TVmTyMbXfWI/AAAAAAAABV4/uE8UUi_6KHI/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3416208436038614326</id><published>2011-02-14T13:46:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:24:21.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And she's 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TngpPBCFLm0/TVmOmApDcqI/AAAAAAAABVw/TuI9WXMVKjk/s1600/January%2B2011%2B103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TngpPBCFLm0/TVmOmApDcqI/AAAAAAAABVw/TuI9WXMVKjk/s400/January%2B2011%2B103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573642797506065058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I'm only a month late but things happen, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline's third birthday was pretty low key for most of the day.  In fact, sweet girl didn't want to get out her jammies till it was time for her party that afternoon (4:30) so she didn't.  It was her birthday, after all.  We started the morning with a birthday breakfast - waffles, eggs, and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I'd been asking her all week what she wanted for birthday brekkie.  Her answer?  Chicken.  I finally talked her in to actual breakfast food and then she had chicken for dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ,where was I... We spent the rest of the day just hanging out at the house since we had her party at ASI Gymnastics.  Can I just say how much I LOVE having parties at places that are not my house.  I tend to stress and go a little OCD when I'm having a party at home.  Letting someone else worry about prep and clean-up is FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had SUCH a fun time at the party playing with friends, eating cake, and opening presents.  Then we headed back home to have dinner and relax with family before bedtime.  So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since her party, Caroline has been throwing birthday parties almost daily for her dolls.  Too cute.  She's such a great hostess!  Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time for picture overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Breakfast!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXhoMZu4rhA/TVmLISZF31I/AAAAAAAABS4/4y_ZqS-vzjc/s1600/January%2B2011%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXhoMZu4rhA/TVmLISZF31I/AAAAAAAABS4/4y_ZqS-vzjc/s400/January%2B2011%2B023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573638988339994450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;annnnnd BLOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbQpknV7LDA/TVmLIbnahKI/AAAAAAAABTA/tb0JNE79SYE/s1600/January%2B2011%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FbQpknV7LDA/TVmLIbnahKI/AAAAAAAABTA/tb0JNE79SYE/s400/January%2B2011%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573638990815986850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents from Mama, Daddy, and Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDzf5bn2Qyg/TVmLIokV9zI/AAAAAAAABTI/Hxqem4BH70o/s1600/January%2B2011%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDzf5bn2Qyg/TVmLIokV9zI/AAAAAAAABTI/Hxqem4BH70o/s400/January%2B2011%2B029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573638994292766514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She LOVES her card!  It sings to her.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIWEwz1aXF4/TVmLJEr6hHI/AAAAAAAABTQ/kAxpNM1A69M/s1600/January%2B2011%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIWEwz1aXF4/TVmLJEr6hHI/AAAAAAAABTQ/kAxpNM1A69M/s400/January%2B2011%2B031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639001840714866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She stayed in this outfit most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylbGCNZHSjE/TVmLJTZ73RI/AAAAAAAABTY/xEKzrfUEpPg/s1600/January%2B2011%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylbGCNZHSjE/TVmLJTZ73RI/AAAAAAAABTY/xEKzrfUEpPg/s400/January%2B2011%2B049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639005791837458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack, playing in the foam pit before the party starts&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrM9JEdUK0g/TVmMBcPnkqI/AAAAAAAABTg/EwAgU0Iv2k0/s1600/January%2B2011%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrM9JEdUK0g/TVmMBcPnkqI/AAAAAAAABTg/EwAgU0Iv2k0/s400/January%2B2011%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639970237158050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUMP!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DGt46_RyT0/TVmMBil4TuI/AAAAAAAABTo/2oBzRKzzLWc/s1600/January%2B2011%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DGt46_RyT0/TVmMBil4TuI/AAAAAAAABTo/2oBzRKzzLWc/s400/January%2B2011%2B063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639971941142242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to tell but they're all in the air here!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1l6qNuJWbP0/TVmMB6-ynMI/AAAAAAAABTw/o9bXLQaKQPI/s1600/January%2B2011%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1l6qNuJWbP0/TVmMB6-ynMI/AAAAAAAABTw/o9bXLQaKQPI/s400/January%2B2011%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639978488077506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the party crew...&lt;br /&gt;Savannah, Tamia, Bre, Drew, Jack, Selah, Melana, Caroline, Sariah, Allie, and Michaela&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cit7H77eeTA/TVmMCX0agWI/AAAAAAAABT4/Dn_djMj3EXo/s1600/January%2B2011%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cit7H77eeTA/TVmMCX0agWI/AAAAAAAABT4/Dn_djMj3EXo/s400/January%2B2011%2B078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639986229182818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selah and Sariah in the crazy tunnel maze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMv7ooJA6CI/TVmMCnVdSXI/AAAAAAAABUA/pCuHNg4SgDw/s1600/January%2B2011%2B092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMv7ooJA6CI/TVmMCnVdSXI/AAAAAAAABUA/pCuHNg4SgDw/s400/January%2B2011%2B092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573639990394308978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peekaboo!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4hJ7ttyaLc/TVmM8CyOEPI/AAAAAAAABUI/u34loYwb6QU/s1600/January%2B2011%2B094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4hJ7ttyaLc/TVmM8CyOEPI/AAAAAAAABUI/u34loYwb6QU/s400/January%2B2011%2B094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573640977015247090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She did not like the rope swing.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9KmIGZQzM8/TVmM8X36WtI/AAAAAAAABUQ/WfsqA9wgNzE/s1600/January%2B2011%2B100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9KmIGZQzM8/TVmM8X36WtI/AAAAAAAABUQ/WfsqA9wgNzE/s400/January%2B2011%2B100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573640982676265682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;REALLY did not like it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwCl1b64v40/TVmM8nfNlEI/AAAAAAAABUY/mHWRLwt-aP4/s1600/January%2B2011%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwCl1b64v40/TVmM8nfNlEI/AAAAAAAABUY/mHWRLwt-aP4/s400/January%2B2011%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573640986867635266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake time!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MrWgKAOGVs/TVmM9S-A-oI/AAAAAAAABUo/mFxvZJEDbus/s1600/January%2B2011%2B104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MrWgKAOGVs/TVmM9S-A-oI/AAAAAAAABUo/mFxvZJEDbus/s400/January%2B2011%2B104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573640998539557506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday to youuuuuu!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMxCDJeEFTs/TVmN0RjllpI/AAAAAAAABUw/wkre-KYOyss/s1600/January%2B2011%2B107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMxCDJeEFTs/TVmN0RjllpI/AAAAAAAABUw/wkre-KYOyss/s400/January%2B2011%2B107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573641943053080210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2/3 of the Dazey kids&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1PtbnNayAw/TVmN0ta75uI/AAAAAAAABU4/XVGVzI5kTcI/s1600/January%2B2011%2B123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1PtbnNayAw/TVmN0ta75uI/AAAAAAAABU4/XVGVzI5kTcI/s400/January%2B2011%2B123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573641950532986594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm... C and Melana chowing down&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9KiIfZWwZE/TVmN1D4HVMI/AAAAAAAABVA/sAZNfQS2ah4/s1600/January%2B2011%2B144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9KiIfZWwZE/TVmN1D4HVMI/AAAAAAAABVA/sAZNfQS2ah4/s400/January%2B2011%2B144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573641956560950466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tamia and Bre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpX62lmSZSA/TVmN1tq9SCI/AAAAAAAABVI/8_CgsA_sAjQ/s1600/January%2B2011%2B145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpX62lmSZSA/TVmN1tq9SCI/AAAAAAAABVI/8_CgsA_sAjQ/s400/January%2B2011%2B145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573641967780055074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack, Caroline, and Ella&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kH6kHOSopE/TVmN1wT0ChI/AAAAAAAABVQ/HHl6s6YQTTw/s1600/January%2B2011%2B148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kH6kHOSopE/TVmN1wT0ChI/AAAAAAAABVQ/HHl6s6YQTTw/s400/January%2B2011%2B148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573641968488286738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rW8T9qB1_Wg/TVmOVOprMnI/AAAAAAAABVg/wowrw457Yk8/s1600/January%2B2011%2B161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rW8T9qB1_Wg/TVmOVOprMnI/AAAAAAAABVg/wowrw457Yk8/s400/January%2B2011%2B161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573642509208990322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this.  It's not the best pic but I'm sure they're telling sweet secrets!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp7T1XPZ35s/TVmOVZ9Fm1I/AAAAAAAABVo/FVOCFeJaf9k/s1600/January%2B2011%2B164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp7T1XPZ35s/TVmOVZ9Fm1I/AAAAAAAABVo/FVOCFeJaf9k/s400/January%2B2011%2B164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573642512243202898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3416208436038614326?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3416208436038614326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3416208436038614326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3416208436038614326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3416208436038614326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-shes-3.html' title='And she&apos;s 3!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TngpPBCFLm0/TVmOmApDcqI/AAAAAAAABVw/TuI9WXMVKjk/s72-c/January%2B2011%2B103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6403891772080582775</id><published>2011-01-31T08:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T14:06:20.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even know where to start...</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 8th, my Sweet Caroline turned three.  We had a wonderful party with our family and friends.  I'd love to post some photos but I left my camera at a friends house a couple of weeks ago and the pics from her birthday are still on there.  When I get the camera back I'll get around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago we had one of the most difficult and scary weeks of our marriage.  I had a breast cancer scare - found a mass.  While I was able to get in to see one of my midwives to get it checked out fairly quickly (on a Friday), I wasn't able to get a mammogram and sonogram for several days (the following Monday).  That weekend was a true test of my faith and all I could do was lean on the Lord to be my strength.  Thankfully, at my appointment that Monday, everything checked out completely normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day, Jason's dad had some oral surgery done.  We were a bit concerned about how he would come through it because he's got quite an extensive health history and it was a bit risky.  Once that was done (it went well) and my appointment was done (and went well) our family breathed a collective sigh of relief.  We were in the clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Thursday night, Jason's mother had a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked.  We were scared.  Thankfully, she was able to get to the hospital within an hour and have tPA (a clot-busting drug) on board within 90 minutes.  She was in neuro ICU for three days and then a neuro telemetry unit for three more days.  She moved to an inpatient rehabilitation unit (at the same hospital) a week after suffering her stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, she was completely paralyzed on her left side and had very slurred, heavy speech.  She's regained much of the strength and sensation in her left leg and her speech has returned to near normal.  She is still working on regaining the use of her left arm.  She's slowly getting sensation back and can move it a bit in her therapy sessions (6 hours of therapy a day!).  She improves daily and is determined to return to life as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all this the question running through our mind is "why?".  Why all these trials?  Why all at once?  It seems that over the past three months, Jason and I have been bombarded with situation after situation that stretches us almost to our breaking point (we had to put a new transmission in my car, have major plumbing work done at Christmas, and then all these health scares, and we just had to have some major work done on Jason's car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's amazing?  I KNOW there's a good reason.  Do you wanna know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; have been called according to his purpose.  For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image  of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and  sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.   And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured  out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 5:3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if  necessary, you have been distressed by various trials, that the proof of  your faith, being more precious than gold which perishes, even though  tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at  the revelation of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Peter 1:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is sovereign.  He works all things together for our good.  Even the bad things, the trials.  It's all designed to bring us closer to Him.  We have to learn to persevere, to have unfailing faith and to claim God's promises.  Even in the difficult times we have to lean on the Lord for all our needs.  We can cast all our cares on Him because he cares for us (1 Peter 5:7).  All the difficulties are to help us to become more like Christ, and to be a witness to those around us in troubling times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I praise the Lord for my trials!  Would I love to be spared from hurt and pain?  Of course.  But, would I be so thankful for the blessings I have if I never experienced trials?  Probably not.  I'm not sure what the next crazy turn will be but I know that there will be one.  I'm not done with pain and suffering in my life.  I'll just roll with the punches and know that I'm stronger because of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I totally realize that was a very discombobulated post.  Sorry but I needed to get all that out!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited to add:  I completely forgot to mention how all this has made us so aware that the decision for Jason to change jobs was led by the Lord.  How amazing is it that he gets to work in Fort Worth, five minutes away from the hospital where his mom is?!  We've seen more of our family over the last several weeks than we have in the last several months.  As Pattie would say... "BONUS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6403891772080582775?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6403891772080582775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6403891772080582775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6403891772080582775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6403891772080582775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-even-know-where-to-start.html' title='I don&apos;t even know where to start...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4423727183189869333</id><published>2011-01-03T16:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:43:24.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-ch-changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to  prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  &lt;/span&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;  Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been clinging to these verses for the past few weeks.  We've been looking to the Lord to make some big decisions for our family and are excited to follow His path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago Jason had a conversation with a partner at an accounting firm in Fort Worth, &lt;a href="http://wpcpa.com/"&gt;Whitley Penn&lt;/a&gt;.  They discussed the possibility of Jason coming to work for them.  Which is interesting because Jason wasn't looking for a new job.  Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we'd talked about him looking for something quite a while back and it made me really uneasy.  Why?  Why would you want to leave a job where you're comfortable and secure, preparing for becoming a partner?  No way.  No thanks.  Of course, we want to follow the Lord's plan for us so in that conversation (or series of conversations) we decided we wouldn't actively look for a new job.  If something came Jason's way, however, and we felt we were being led by God's hand toward it then we wouldn't turn away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whatd'yaknow!  That's exactly what God did.  This opportunity with Whitley Penn popped up and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt; did the process go fast.  Lightening speed!  Jason went in for an interview just to check the place out and felt completely at home.  He loved the folks he interviewed with and all the important questions he needed answered were answered... and in the right ways!  Really, he was interviewing them more than they were interviewing him, I think.  It was clear that day that they'd be making him an offer.  And pretty clear that Jason would accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's amazing about this for me?  The peace I feel about it all.  I was really, REALLY uncomfortable about even talking about changing jobs back when we first discussed it.  (Just ask my girlfriends.  Boy, did they get an ear full.)  But this, this is different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difficult thing about is is seeing Jason struggle with leaving the relationships he has at MB&amp;amp;D.  He really likes working there and loves the people he works with.  He's felt a lot of emotion as he's had to resign and tell the folks he works with that he's leaving.  We know there are great things ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major reasons we decided the move would be good for our family is the proximity of WP to our house.  It's in Downtown Fort Worth (25 minutes away - 14 miles) as opposed to Uptown Dallas (45 minutes away - 35 miles).  Huge incentive!  Also, if we ever decide to move from this house (and after the month we've had here, we probably will) our choices of desirable places to live is better if Jason's working on the west side of the Metroplex.  Jason's new office is just a hop, skip, and jump down the street from his mom's work and sister's school (bonus! as Pattie would say) and close enough for us to be able to come have lunch during busy season without making an entire day trip out of it.  Not to mention, Jason has always envisioned himself working in Fort Worth ever since he was a kid.  It's where he grew up and we believe it's where he belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're excited to see what this year and this new chapter brings for us and our family.  Jason starts on Thursday so get to praying that he'll transition smoothly.  I already am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4423727183189869333?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4423727183189869333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4423727183189869333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4423727183189869333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4423727183189869333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-changes!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6384464039842868373</id><published>2011-01-03T15:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:58:18.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We need a little (more) Christmas!</title><content type='html'>After the big clean-up at the house, the kids were able to come home around dinnertime the day after Christmas.  Jason and I had planned to have our "at home" Christmas with them that night but they were way. too. tired!  Jack barely made it through dinner without falling asleep.  So, Christmas would have to be postponed till Monday evening.  After Jason got home from work that day it was on to the third, and final, Christmas celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last tree standing.  I packed up my big Christmas tree and decorations on Christmas night.  Thankfully, we decided to put this little tree up in the playroom (the first time we've done a tree in there) and decorated it with kid-friendly and kid-crafted ornaments.  It was really special and really great to have a tree to put presents around that wasn't completely covered in dust!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFeISJ7MI/AAAAAAAABSI/76FVSdeTyRw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFeISJ7MI/AAAAAAAABSI/76FVSdeTyRw/s400/December%2B2010%2B280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558081274050636994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFeUrozrI/AAAAAAAABSQ/8JhkmiCAo18/s1600/December%2B2010%2B385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFeUrozrI/AAAAAAAABSQ/8JhkmiCAo18/s400/December%2B2010%2B385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558081277378743986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFe5ixwRI/AAAAAAAABSY/zgUtW8DgyXY/s1600/December%2B2010%2B389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFe5ixwRI/AAAAAAAABSY/zgUtW8DgyXY/s400/December%2B2010%2B389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558081287273693458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... and there's no after shot.  Our camera battery died and all our backups were dead after days of snapping photos.  Just imagine a huge paper pile and boxes everywhere with elated kids ripping open their new toys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know, what happens on Christmas morning everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6384464039842868373?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6384464039842868373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6384464039842868373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6384464039842868373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6384464039842868373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-need-little-more-christmas.html' title='We need a little (more) Christmas!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJFeISJ7MI/AAAAAAAABSI/76FVSdeTyRw/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1979954316318595110</id><published>2011-01-03T15:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:46:18.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa didn't care</title><content type='html'>that we weren't home on Christmas Eve.  He didn't care that we didn't have a Christmas tree at Yaya's house.  He came anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before.  Notice Santa just about finished his cookie.  Well, my mom's dog Gabby finished it for him on Christmas morning!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_gX0iVhI/AAAAAAAABQ4/aKKkRhb11qw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_gX0iVhI/AAAAAAAABQ4/aKKkRhb11qw/s400/December%2B2010%2B317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558074715511346706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unwrapping is underway!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_gmJysAI/AAAAAAAABRA/I9GKL7LAWsU/s1600/December%2B2010%2B331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_gmJysAI/AAAAAAAABRA/I9GKL7LAWsU/s400/December%2B2010%2B331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558074719358595074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yaya had special ornaments made for Caroline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_hEGTLxI/AAAAAAAABRQ/sYSn_wSXWFE/s1600/December%2B2010%2B345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_hEGTLxI/AAAAAAAABRQ/sYSn_wSXWFE/s400/December%2B2010%2B345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558074727397011218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and for Jack.  Also, notice the t-shirt quilt she made for me in the background!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_hbzXZwI/AAAAAAAABRY/iHUHEpdRMLE/s1600/December%2B2010%2B347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_hbzXZwI/AAAAAAAABRY/iHUHEpdRMLE/s400/December%2B2010%2B347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558074733760046850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a great morning opening gifts at my mom's and enjoyed a fantastic breakfast of bacon, eggs, and homemade cinnamon rolls.  The kids were in heaven!  Thankfully, in the midst of all the house and plumbing craziness, I was able to get all my Christmas food prepped at mom's and ready to take to Jason's parents for the big meal later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We piled in the car and made the trek to Willow Park from Mountain Springs around mid-morning on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got there, Christmas exploded everywhere!  The kids (and grown-ups, too) had a great time opening gifts.  We had a delicious meal and a bit of relaxation time before we all had to get moving again.  My mom took the kids back to her house for the night and Jason and headed home to get busy on the house.  Even though I didn't plan for Christmas to turn out the way it did, it was wonderful in just about every way.  Just about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline LOVES this puppy Uncle Ross gave her.  She named it Fluffy (after one of mom's dogs) and has taken to sleeping with it.  Fluffy's even known to give kisses to the rest of the family!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlBbOkII/AAAAAAAABRg/26a_8HcGiP0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlBbOkII/AAAAAAAABRg/26a_8HcGiP0/s400/December%2B2010%2B351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558075894910587010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his new guitar.  Notice C's Vanna White move here.  She also got a guitar&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlcfMSXI/AAAAAAAABRo/fcMCy4EqOHc/s1600/December%2B2010%2B362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlcfMSXI/AAAAAAAABRo/fcMCy4EqOHc/s400/December%2B2010%2B362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558075902174972274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one bites the dust.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlZdB4XI/AAAAAAAABRw/WePhHXPSS8A/s1600/December%2B2010%2B365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAlZdB4XI/AAAAAAAABRw/WePhHXPSS8A/s400/December%2B2010%2B365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558075901360595314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gigi and Pappaw got the kids a two-seater Power Wheel.  Here's the reveal shot!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAl02GjtI/AAAAAAAABR4/1ODshBrornM/s1600/December%2B2010%2B372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAl02GjtI/AAAAAAAABR4/1ODshBrornM/s400/December%2B2010%2B372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558075908713516754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the action shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAmKTa1uI/AAAAAAAABSA/TYI-X7_959w/s1600/December%2B2010%2B379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSJAmKTa1uI/AAAAAAAABSA/TYI-X7_959w/s400/December%2B2010%2B379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558075914473625314" 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/34624114-1979954316318595110?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1979954316318595110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1979954316318595110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1979954316318595110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1979954316318595110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/santa-didnt-care.html' title='Santa didn&apos;t care'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSI_gX0iVhI/AAAAAAAABQ4/aKKkRhb11qw/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8166924712667347940</id><published>2011-01-03T12:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:12:05.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What matters most</title><content type='html'>It's safe to say that Christmastime is my most favorite time of the year.   I love it.  I take great joy in decorating my home "just so", enjoying traditions with my kids (like opening presents in OUR house every Christmas morning before going anywhere else), and making sure everything is perfect.  Absolutely. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this year.  Not by a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday before Christmas, as I was cleaning up dinner I discovered my kitchen sink wouldn't drain.  Great, another clog.  We have lots of plumbing issues in our old (45-year-old) home so this was not surprise.  Jason came home and tried all his tricks; taking the trap out and cleaning it, snaking the pipe, vinegar and baking soda, and finally Drano.  Nothing worked.  We were resolved to the fact we'd have to call in the professionals the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning rolls around and the sink didn't unclog itself overnight.  You never know, it could happen, right?  I called the plumber and they gave me an appointment window of 9:00-1:00.  When did the plumber show up?  12:58.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plumber suspected a stubborn clog, just as we did and decided to attack it from the plumbing vent on the roof.  He was up there for probably an hour and a half trying to get the clog to budge but it just wouldn't.  On his final try with the snake he discovered mud and dirt at the end of the snake when he pulled it from the pipe.  Not good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when our home was built, it was the standard to use cast iron pipes (now we use PVC as I'm sure you all know).  One big downside to cast iron is that if it cracks a little or has standing water in it then it will begin to corrode.  After putting a camera into the pipe on the roof that's exactly what the plumber discovered.  Our pipes had corroded so badly that our kitchen sink was draining into the soil under our house.  No bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of a blur for me after that.  There was talk of pulling up my floor, jackhammering into my foundation, digging holes under the house.  I was nauseous and I cried in front of the poor plumber.  I'm sure an emotional chick with two kids running around was not what he bargained for that day.  He wrote up a quick (and very expensive) estimate and planned to return in the morning to turn my house upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason stayed home the next day (Wednesday) and I took the kids to his parents to avoid the work.  We were only planning on being gone for a day and having everything back to normal (my perfectly decorated, absolutely lovely and comfortable normal), by Christmas Eve.  Okay.  I could deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I actually had a great time that day.  We played at Gigi and Pappaw's house.  Honey was there as was Aunt Emmy.  Gigi and Emmy and I took Jack and Caroline to see Tangled, we played with Annie (the puppy), and we made cookies.  Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the home front things were not so good.  Every time I talked to Jason the news got worse and worse and worse.  The original plan was to put one hole in the floor in the living room.  Then there was a need for two more holes in the kitchen and finally for another hole in the hall bath with a tunnel going from the kitchen to the bathroom.  Not only was the work getting more extensive but the cost of the repair was climbing.  Drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The living room&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrDgRgMCI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Td0smue1gIg/s1600/December%2B2010%2B294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrDgRgMCI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Td0smue1gIg/s400/December%2B2010%2B294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558052229331562530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the end of the day, the decision had been made to fork out the dough for all the work and get it done.  The kids would spend the night at Gigi's and I'd go home to Jason, who'd had to stay home and watch his house be torn up all day long.  It was gut-wrenching for me.  Lots of tears.  My "safe place" was now uncertain.  And my Christmas morning at home was not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kitchen&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEdXyX6I/AAAAAAAABQo/Aq_xbpAJa8g/s1600/December%2B2010%2B297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEdXyX6I/AAAAAAAABQo/Aq_xbpAJa8g/s400/December%2B2010%2B297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558052245732482978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I got home that night I cried and cried and cried some more.  Jason and I had to layer on the clothing and blankets to sleep because we couldn't use the heater that night because of all the construction dust (ugh) and dirt everywhere.  We woke the next morning (Thursday) and let the plumber in to get back to work.  After breakfast (a date - upside!) we had to take care of some business before I could go back to Gigi's to be with the kids.  Jason stayed at the house to supervise the plumbing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bathroom&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEmzD1tI/AAAAAAAABQw/VfEsIs-eNe8/s1600/December%2B2010%2B300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEmzD1tI/AAAAAAAABQw/VfEsIs-eNe8/s400/December%2B2010%2B300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558052248262792914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We decided to spend Thursday and Friday with my mom, have Christmas morning at her house and then head back to Gigi and Pappaw's for the rest of Christmas day.  As I was prepping for the unexpected time away from home I decided we would still have a little Christmas at home after it was safe for the kids to return.  On the way to my mom's we picked up Jason and the headed up to the farm.  Jason had to come back down on Friday (Christmas Eve) so that the plumber could finish up his work.  He also did some work on the floor after the plumber left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my beautifully decorated Christmas tree, wrapped in plastic and shoved out of the way.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrD6t2v7I/AAAAAAAABQY/7cjK9q14Vhg/s1600/December%2B2010%2B296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrD6t2v7I/AAAAAAAABQY/7cjK9q14Vhg/s400/December%2B2010%2B296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558052236429803442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the midst of my despair I realized just how silly it was for me to be so upset about things I can't control.  After all, I have a house, even if it had holes in the floor.  I have my health.  I have two beautiful children who didn't really care if they were opening presents in their living room or not.  I am surrounded by friends and family who not only love me but jump in to help without hesitation.  And most of all the place I thought was my "safe place" is just an illusion.  The only truly safe place I have in in the arms of my Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEHPkqnI/AAAAAAAABQg/X-6XyVb0LCU/s1600/December%2B2010%2B292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrEHPkqnI/AAAAAAAABQg/X-6XyVb0LCU/s400/December%2B2010%2B292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558052239792450162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's what matters most.  A baby, born of humble beginnings.  A baby, laying in a manger, who would one day change the world.  A baby, a King, who came to save me.  And you.  That's what matters most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the house, after all the plumbing and foundation was fixed, Jason and I returned on Christmas night to get the clean-up underway.  We spent that evening and the rest of Sunday scouring the house (thanks Erin!)and re-installing the flooring.  Here's to hoping we can steer clear of anymore money pit-like disasters for a good long while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-8166924712667347940?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8166924712667347940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8166924712667347940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8166924712667347940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8166924712667347940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-matters-most.html' title='What matters most'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIrDgRgMCI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Td0smue1gIg/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4483390755192351684</id><published>2011-01-03T12:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:27:06.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>S'more and s'more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Miss Caroline enjoying dessert with a bit of dinner left on her face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIUuLj01vI/AAAAAAAABQI/Qq4TR2v0Igw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIUuLj01vI/AAAAAAAABQI/Qq4TR2v0Igw/s400/December%2B2010%2B266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558027673738204914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4483390755192351684?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4483390755192351684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4483390755192351684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4483390755192351684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4483390755192351684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/smore-and-smore.html' title='S&apos;more and s&apos;more'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIUuLj01vI/AAAAAAAABQI/Qq4TR2v0Igw/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7433181002364646470</id><published>2011-01-03T11:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:54:47.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the last day of school before the Christmas break, Jack's class enjoyed their super-fun Christmas party.  I didn't get a ton of pictures.  I was awfully busy having fun myself!  There was a bit of excitement though.  One of Jack's friends, Allison, had somehow &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nursemaid%27s_elbow"&gt;dislocated her elbow&lt;/a&gt; at the beginning of the party (or just before, I'm not sure).  Her mom was on the phone with the pediatrician when I heard what had happened.  Since I've got &lt;a href="http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/certifiable-sunday.html"&gt;some experience&lt;/a&gt; with that I offered my help.  I was able to reset her elbow and she felt better almost immediately.  Supermom to the rescue!  Now, on with the par-tay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMRVWLKmI/AAAAAAAABPo/MIn4oTCJW-k/s1600/December%2B2010%2B247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMRVWLKmI/AAAAAAAABPo/MIn4oTCJW-k/s400/December%2B2010%2B247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558018382056073826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack with Maddie and Meredith and Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMRn2FeiI/AAAAAAAABPw/g0nqPX1rCNo/s1600/December%2B2010%2B248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMRn2FeiI/AAAAAAAABPw/g0nqPX1rCNo/s400/December%2B2010%2B248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558018387021756962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excited to eat his handiwork!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMR5G08eI/AAAAAAAABP4/G2KrpgGhOhE/s1600/December%2B2010%2B253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMR5G08eI/AAAAAAAABP4/G2KrpgGhOhE/s400/December%2B2010%2B253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558018391655379426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Craft time!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMSR8cmNI/AAAAAAAABQA/8uGaZtpN0Jk/s1600/December%2B2010%2B259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMSR8cmNI/AAAAAAAABQA/8uGaZtpN0Jk/s400/December%2B2010%2B259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558018398322727122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note:  I am not neglecting Caroline by not reporting on her party.  The two-year-old classes do have Christmas parties but the parents aren't invited to attend.  Too many kiddos get upset about not going home afterward or will cling to their parents instead of participating.  I highly doubt my kid would do that but she's not "most kids".&lt;/span&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/34624114-7433181002364646470?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7433181002364646470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7433181002364646470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7433181002364646470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7433181002364646470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/party-time.html' title='Party time!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIMRVWLKmI/AAAAAAAABPo/MIn4oTCJW-k/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2691319579516707650</id><published>2011-01-03T11:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:40:24.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Country Christmas</title><content type='html'>Jack's school had their annual Christmas program, A Country Christmas, just before the winter break began.  The threes, fours, and kindergarten classes participated.  Jack was excited about it and singing the songs for weeks before the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Jackie, dancing to the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIGzHFG_0I/AAAAAAAABOQ/HWnYCJOtITs/s1600/December%2B2010%2B206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIGzHFG_0I/AAAAAAAABOQ/HWnYCJOtITs/s400/December%2B2010%2B206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558012365272186690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Animals in the living nativity scene&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHovLS6PI/AAAAAAAABO4/pSBtjZwjrf0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHovLS6PI/AAAAAAAABO4/pSBtjZwjrf0/s400/December%2B2010%2B210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558013286568618226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wide shot of the nativity.  The star on the left cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHoG6fG6I/AAAAAAAABOw/HE0oE_affcE/s1600/December%2B2010%2B219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHoG6fG6I/AAAAAAAABOw/HE0oE_affcE/s400/December%2B2010%2B219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558013275760696226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary and Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHn-PmUYI/AAAAAAAABOo/CZU73w7RvhI/s1600/December%2B2010%2B221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHn-PmUYI/AAAAAAAABOo/CZU73w7RvhI/s400/December%2B2010%2B221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558013273433330050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shepherd.  See the lamb draped across his shoulders.  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHm5HWT-I/AAAAAAAABOY/iAXRWRRBMZg/s1600/December%2B2010%2B226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIHm5HWT-I/AAAAAAAABOY/iAXRWRRBMZg/s400/December%2B2010%2B226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558013254876680162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack was doing a little too much dancing, I guess.  Here he is with Mrs. Harper, his fantastic teacher.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIw5SnsiI/AAAAAAAABPg/cJSpCpTcPCk/s1600/December%2B2010%2B222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIw5SnsiI/AAAAAAAABPg/cJSpCpTcPCk/s400/December%2B2010%2B222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558014526234276386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's friend Audrey, belting it out.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIwpt0RgI/AAAAAAAABPY/bOh1G9BoLIQ/s1600/December%2B2010%2B236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIwpt0RgI/AAAAAAAABPY/bOh1G9BoLIQ/s400/December%2B2010%2B236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558014522053379586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIwXEkJyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/XeMm9s_WkYw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIwXEkJyI/AAAAAAAABPQ/XeMm9s_WkYw/s400/December%2B2010%2B243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558014517048518434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was taking pictures Jack said "Mom, get a picture of us together!".  Here's what I got.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIv9m873I/AAAAAAAABPI/z3NHDVwIlvw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIIv9m873I/AAAAAAAABPI/z3NHDVwIlvw/s400/December%2B2010%2B246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558014510213427058" 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/34624114-2691319579516707650?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2691319579516707650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2691319579516707650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2691319579516707650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2691319579516707650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/country-christmas.html' title='A Country Christmas'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSIGzHFG_0I/AAAAAAAABOQ/HWnYCJOtITs/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1182122657074403992</id><published>2011-01-03T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:53:57.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-Xl1ZXjI/AAAAAAAABMg/ArMpSqdprQ8/s1600/December%2B2010%2B180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-Xl1ZXjI/AAAAAAAABMg/ArMpSqdprQ8/s400/December%2B2010%2B180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003096398421554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-X_lYMWI/AAAAAAAABMo/EO6V4fMmp2k/s1600/December%2B2010%2B187.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-X_lYMWI/AAAAAAAABMo/EO6V4fMmp2k/s400/December%2B2010%2B187.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003103310557538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-ZFq65jI/AAAAAAAABM4/QvdJ49pTM-0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-ZFq65jI/AAAAAAAABM4/QvdJ49pTM-0/s400/December%2B2010%2B193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003122124285490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-YrwRJWI/AAAAAAAABMw/GDHaDfsxqbk/s1600/December%2B2010%2B189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-YrwRJWI/AAAAAAAABMw/GDHaDfsxqbk/s400/December%2B2010%2B189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003115167393122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-ZV7h4aI/AAAAAAAABNA/ko3QncdMEj0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-ZV7h4aI/AAAAAAAABNA/ko3QncdMEj0/s400/December%2B2010%2B195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558003126488916386" 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/34624114-1182122657074403992?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1182122657074403992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1182122657074403992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1182122657074403992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1182122657074403992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-card-outtakes.html' title='Christmas Card Outtakes'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH-Xl1ZXjI/AAAAAAAABMg/ArMpSqdprQ8/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6413903387149955526</id><published>2011-01-03T10:15:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:43:26.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MBD Christmas, year 6</title><content type='html'>Every year, Jason's firm has an annual holiday party.  It's a good excuse to get a sitter (Yaya), a new dress, and enjoy a night out.  This year was our 6th (and last, more on that in a later blog) and we were glad to be able to be at an event at as a couple.  Now, for fun, a trip down memory lane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year One:&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a photo for this one.  I was pregnant with Jack so we didn't have anyone at our house to take our requisite photo.  Jason wasn't actually working at Middleton, Burns &amp;amp; Davis yet.  He had been hired but wouldn't begin work till after his graduation six months later.  The party was at the &lt;a href="http://www.omnihotels.com/FindAHotel/DallasMandalay.aspx"&gt;Omni Mandalay in Las Colinas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year Two:&lt;br /&gt;Post-Jack, pre-Caroline.  Not my favorite haircut, dress, or eye make-up.  We look SO YOUNG!  The party was at &lt;a href="http://www.fourseasons.com/dallas/"&gt;The Four Seasons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3vZUTUDI/AAAAAAAABLg/bIlukBPof60/s1600/MBD%2BChristmas%2B06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3vZUTUDI/AAAAAAAABLg/bIlukBPof60/s400/MBD%2BChristmas%2B06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995808773853234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Year Three:&lt;br /&gt;I was pregnant with Caroline in a MAJOR way!  This was probably my favorite year.  The party was at &lt;a href="http://www.oldwarsaw.com/site/"&gt;The Old Warsaw&lt;/a&gt; in a room lined with portraits of topless women.  That definitely made for some INTERESTING dinner conversation.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3vwysI4I/AAAAAAAABLo/O1VpB7FOAps/s1600/MBD%2BChristmas%2B07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3vwysI4I/AAAAAAAABLo/O1VpB7FOAps/s400/MBD%2BChristmas%2B07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995815075324802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Year Four:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.  Interesting fashion choice on my part.  Ah well, live and learn.  The party this year was at &lt;a href="http://www.lawrysonline.com/theprimerib.asp"&gt;Lawry's the Prime Rib&lt;/a&gt;.  The highlight of the night were the live carolers meandering through  the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3wXDaLNI/AAAAAAAABLw/sqU_Wz9p5J8/s1600/MBD%2BChristmas%2B08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3wXDaLNI/AAAAAAAABLw/sqU_Wz9p5J8/s400/MBD%2BChristmas%2B08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995825345998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Year Five:&lt;br /&gt;My FAVORITE photo of the bunch!  Cause I was skinny!  I'm totally going to stare at this picture for motivation to make healthy choices.  Party at Lawry's again.  Yes, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3wxzBN3I/AAAAAAAABL4/heiG0fiDCXU/s1600/MBD%2BChristmas%2B09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3wxzBN3I/AAAAAAAABL4/heiG0fiDCXU/s400/MBD%2BChristmas%2B09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995832525010802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Year Six:&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up again!  The party was at the&lt;a href="http://www.clubcorp.com/Clubs/Las-Colinas-Country-Club"&gt; Las Colinas Country Club&lt;/a&gt; this year.  Looking back it's a little bittersweet being that it was our last MBD Holiday party.  On to a new chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7JSieo8I/AAAAAAAABMY/NELaHpzbLVU/s1600/December%2B2010%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7JSieo8I/AAAAAAAABMY/NELaHpzbLVU/s400/December%2B2010%2B007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557999552165749698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline and Yaya wanted in on the picture-taking action!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7I57UQmI/AAAAAAAABMI/FqyYSkZyfx0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B004.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7I57UQmI/AAAAAAAABMI/FqyYSkZyfx0/s400/December%2B2010%2B004.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557999545559040610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7JJu_bGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/37s9TLZNfFc/s1600/December%2B2010%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH7JJu_bGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/37s9TLZNfFc/s400/December%2B2010%2B006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557999549802310754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6413903387149955526?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6413903387149955526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6413903387149955526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6413903387149955526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6413903387149955526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/mbd-christmas-year-6.html' title='MBD Christmas, year 6'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSH3vZUTUDI/AAAAAAAABLg/bIlukBPof60/s72-c/MBD%2BChristmas%2B06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-594440324708036826</id><published>2011-01-03T08:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:53:00.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way it happens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHu2Ss6PiI/AAAAAAAABLY/nmZ_59fn_SA/s1600/December%2B2010%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHu2Ss6PiI/AAAAAAAABLY/nmZ_59fn_SA/s400/December%2B2010%2B037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557986031652453922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on The Polar Express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've read by now that some of Jack's most favorite things are trains.  Well, needless to say, one of his most favorite movies is The Polar Express.  We watch it year round.  Caroline really loves it (and trains, and anything else Jack likes) too.  Well, several months ago Jason and I began planning a BIG Christmastime surprise for the kids:  a RIDE on The Polar Express!  It was all we could to to keep hush, hush till the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday in early December we loaded everyone up in the car after church and a quick lunch.  Jack and Caroline had no idea what was in store, other than we had a big surprise for them.  We drove, and drove, and drove.  The kids sang, and slept, and watched a movie (The Polar Express, of course).  When we FINALLY arrived in Palestine at the &lt;a href="http://www.texasstaterr.com/index.php"&gt;Texas State Railroad&lt;/a&gt; we let the cat out of the bag.  Oh my, were they excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The TSRR Monument, my kids, and my hiney.  Nice.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn3hyBkNI/AAAAAAAABIo/qudV-R2T_Wc/s1600/December%2B2010%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn3hyBkNI/AAAAAAAABIo/qudV-R2T_Wc/s400/December%2B2010%2B011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557978356298911954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart melts at this one!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn3zrlZiI/AAAAAAAABIw/i3OGTT5IUKw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn3zrlZiI/AAAAAAAABIw/i3OGTT5IUKw/s400/December%2B2010%2B024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557978361103738402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a few photos and picked up our tickets at the will call booth and then headed back into town for some pizza.  The kids were almost as excited about this development as they were about riding the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should let them out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we drove back to the TSRR and got the kiddos dressed in their Christmas jammies and slippers and off we went.  There was so much to see (and buy). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn4ee1FJI/AAAAAAAABI4/HSK6P-juLqM/s1600/December%2B2010%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn4ee1FJI/AAAAAAAABI4/HSK6P-juLqM/s400/December%2B2010%2B034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557978372592964754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn5LxhrJI/AAAAAAAABJI/-33nWYoE4jY/s1600/December%2B2010%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHn5LxhrJI/AAAAAAAABJI/-33nWYoE4jY/s400/December%2B2010%2B043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557978384750980242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqFST2IgI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dPxlyiugM98/s1600/December%2B2010%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqFST2IgI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dPxlyiugM98/s400/December%2B2010%2B047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980791687225858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just as were walking to the first class tent to wait (totally worth it) the train was arriving at the station after the previous run.  Jack was just giddy!  Caroline and I waited in the warmth of the tent and Jason and Jack got an up close view of the steam engine.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqFp0m4JI/AAAAAAAABJY/JZrTma0R1FA/s1600/December%2B2010%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqFp0m4JI/AAAAAAAABJY/JZrTma0R1FA/s400/December%2B2010%2B060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980797998653586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He can NOT wait to get on!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqF5h1BFI/AAAAAAAABJg/rAruxl-H80U/s1600/December%2B2010%2B062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqF5h1BFI/AAAAAAAABJg/rAruxl-H80U/s400/December%2B2010%2B062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980802214855762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqF48s8II/AAAAAAAABJo/CfLVEIYXJ1Y/s1600/December%2B2010%2B065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqF48s8II/AAAAAAAABJo/CfLVEIYXJ1Y/s400/December%2B2010%2B065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980802059137154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy's girl, through and through&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqGNPiTwI/AAAAAAAABJw/y9qKJqshexM/s1600/December%2B2010%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHqGNPiTwI/AAAAAAAABJw/y9qKJqshexM/s400/December%2B2010%2B068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980807506841346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, it was time for us to get on the train.  We had our own little table with snacks waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was the best we could get as far as a family shot goes.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrS_HmLvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/UuLThYeqjds/s1600/December%2B2010%2B071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrS_HmLvI/AAAAAAAABJ4/UuLThYeqjds/s400/December%2B2010%2B071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982126565371634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrTJER9cI/AAAAAAAABKA/UEys9K5W8Y4/s1600/December%2B2010%2B087.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrTJER9cI/AAAAAAAABKA/UEys9K5W8Y4/s400/December%2B2010%2B087.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982129235817922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrTR863EI/AAAAAAAABKI/9i76pYIiX1g/s1600/December%2B2010%2B088.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrTR863EI/AAAAAAAABKI/9i76pYIiX1g/s400/December%2B2010%2B088.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982131620863042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the train got moving we were off the the North Pole (Rusk)  to pick up Santa!  We had the most delicious hot chocolate and listened to the reading of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Polar Express&lt;/span&gt; on the way.  On the return trip we had cookies and sang Christmas carols and Santa came by and gave everyone a bell from his sleigh!  So exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here comes the hot chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrThCpagI/AAAAAAAABKQ/HvQVfzAYkEU/s1600/December%2B2010%2B094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrThCpagI/AAAAAAAABKQ/HvQVfzAYkEU/s400/December%2B2010%2B094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982135671417346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrT5z-yJI/AAAAAAAABKY/jqCyw84DuLg/s1600/December%2B2010%2B096.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHrT5z-yJI/AAAAAAAABKY/jqCyw84DuLg/s400/December%2B2010%2B096.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982142320789650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmmm!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsemwtPNI/AAAAAAAABKg/CI87TPZbpi0/s1600/December%2B2010%2B100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsemwtPNI/AAAAAAAABKg/CI87TPZbpi0/s400/December%2B2010%2B100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983425696971986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm excited too!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsfD30hMI/AAAAAAAABKo/KTexdiw5t0I/s1600/December%2B2010%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsfD30hMI/AAAAAAAABKo/KTexdiw5t0I/s400/December%2B2010%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983433511437506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting his ticket punched by the conductor&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsfd7ZEgI/AAAAAAAABKw/xPCP0CGF6hM/s1600/December%2B2010%2B109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsfd7ZEgI/AAAAAAAABKw/xPCP0CGF6hM/s400/December%2B2010%2B109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983440505737730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"There's Santa!  There's Santa!"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsf5EO3TI/AAAAAAAABK4/4VBBGVYdVIc/s1600/December%2B2010%2B128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsf5EO3TI/AAAAAAAABK4/4VBBGVYdVIc/s400/December%2B2010%2B128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983447790574898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Awwww, Santa!  I missed you!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsgX86yKI/AAAAAAAABLA/j306Mf2IGb8/s1600/December%2B2010%2B131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHsgX86yKI/AAAAAAAABLA/j306Mf2IGb8/s400/December%2B2010%2B131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557983456081397922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whistle was very loud since we were near the front of the train.  Miss C covered her ears for about five minutes!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHtGNWZ-tI/AAAAAAAABLI/ldYOqwD5NUs/s1600/December%2B2010%2B135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHtGNWZ-tI/AAAAAAAABLI/ldYOqwD5NUs/s400/December%2B2010%2B135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557984106070538962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After arriving back at the station (and taking potty breaks with two kids in jammies in public bathrooms.  Ew.) we popped in to the gift shop and purchased a souvenir ornament for our tree.  We watched the engineers put the engines back in the shed on our way out and then we loaded back up in the car and got ready for a quiet ride home.  It was late and we were sure the kids would conk out quickly.  Caroline was out almost immediately and just before Jack dozed off he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, Dad, thanks for taking me on the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; REAL&lt;/span&gt; Polar Express.  I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; happy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHtGUIsfuI/AAAAAAAABLQ/lPcBzggtWWw/s1600/December%2B2010%2B175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHtGUIsfuI/AAAAAAAABLQ/lPcBzggtWWw/s400/December%2B2010%2B175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557984107892080354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was the time, trip, drive, money, etc. worth it?  After hearing that from my sweet boy, totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-594440324708036826?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/594440324708036826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=594440324708036826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/594440324708036826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/594440324708036826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-way-it-happens.html' title='That&apos;s the way it happens...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TSHu2Ss6PiI/AAAAAAAABLY/nmZ_59fn_SA/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4047483837600371125</id><published>2010-12-07T13:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:00:09.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>I love them so much.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TP6SB6snJMI/AAAAAAAABII/hZ2ASmNz5E4/s1600/December%2B2010%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TP6SB6snJMI/AAAAAAAABII/hZ2ASmNz5E4/s400/December%2B2010%2B032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548032352600925378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And... what a view. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4047483837600371125?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4047483837600371125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4047483837600371125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4047483837600371125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4047483837600371125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TP6SB6snJMI/AAAAAAAABII/hZ2ASmNz5E4/s72-c/December%2B2010%2B032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7486377882317874140</id><published>2010-12-04T09:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T10:18:45.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Typical.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpn4UN76sI/AAAAAAAABHg/4MqerUeAep4/s1600/November%2B2010%2B159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpn4UN76sI/AAAAAAAABHg/4MqerUeAep4/s400/November%2B2010%2B159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546860108257684162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Sweet Boy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpoOsgwygI/AAAAAAAABHo/RBQQKTp_stM/s1600/November%2B2010%2B166.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpoOsgwygI/AAAAAAAABHo/RBQQKTp_stM/s400/November%2B2010%2B166.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546860492736219650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Caroline and her Honey&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpo_yXDX4I/AAAAAAAABIA/Q2Mh_ZC2NwA/s1600/November%2B2010%2B173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpo_yXDX4I/AAAAAAAABIA/Q2Mh_ZC2NwA/s400/November%2B2010%2B173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546861336119697282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty good, though the kids are looking off somehwere&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpo_k30V3I/AAAAAAAABH4/6n2tyZix0gE/s1600/November%2B2010%2B174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpo_k30V3I/AAAAAAAABH4/6n2tyZix0gE/s400/November%2B2010%2B174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546861332499027826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My personal favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpoO1R4VeI/AAAAAAAABHw/EcZbh_4qWnk/s1600/November%2B2010%2B163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpoO1R4VeI/AAAAAAAABHw/EcZbh_4qWnk/s400/November%2B2010%2B163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546860495089718754" 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/34624114-7486377882317874140?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7486377882317874140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7486377882317874140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7486377882317874140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7486377882317874140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-photos-2010.html' title='Family Photos 2010'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpn4UN76sI/AAAAAAAABHg/4MqerUeAep4/s72-c/November%2B2010%2B159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6307931839551061805</id><published>2010-12-04T08:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:52:37.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way behind blogger</title><content type='html'>I completely zoomed over some important days and fun events.  Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's play catch-up, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack, at the four-year-old classes' Pow Wow.  His Native American name is Brown Buffalo.  Isn't he adorable?!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZEMwD_hI/AAAAAAAABEg/ryodz2OMZR0/s1600/November%2B2010%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZEMwD_hI/AAAAAAAABEg/ryodz2OMZR0/s400/November%2B2010%2B034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843819737349650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his teacher, Mrs. Harper.  I love how he's so nonchalantly resting his arm on her leg.  He LOVES her! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZE7WMywI/AAAAAAAABEo/3MrLSqhUFS8/s1600/November%2B2010%2B047.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZE7WMywI/AAAAAAAABEo/3MrLSqhUFS8/s400/November%2B2010%2B047.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843832245340930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids decided to "clean" the sink for me one morning.  They really,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; enjoy this. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZFX93jNI/AAAAAAAABEw/An1CycjyiVw/s1600/November%2B2010%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZFX93jNI/AAAAAAAABEw/An1CycjyiVw/s400/November%2B2010%2B061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843839927913682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZF0AYGmI/AAAAAAAABE4/0wbeckiBJ94/s1600/November%2B2010%2B062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZF0AYGmI/AAAAAAAABE4/0wbeckiBJ94/s400/November%2B2010%2B062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843847454628450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZGL8oXaI/AAAAAAAABFA/3C8JwQU3hSE/s1600/November%2B2010%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZGL8oXaI/AAAAAAAABFA/3C8JwQU3hSE/s400/November%2B2010%2B063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843853881367970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you can't tell, Caroline is wearing a cape.  She was pausing for a photo before zooming off.  Super Caroline, too the rescue!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbg67wz9I/AAAAAAAABFI/2XRyS24bNnk/s1600/November%2B2010%2B064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbg67wz9I/AAAAAAAABFI/2XRyS24bNnk/s400/November%2B2010%2B064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546846512194047954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy had her White Coat Ceremony at UNTSHC.  She's working on her DPT (that's Physical Therapy, folks).  This was a special day that we didn't catch many photos of.  I love how I brought bags of coloring books and crayons and both kids ended up playing on the iPhones.  Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbhssqYKI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LfR1tleZ5Ws/s1600/November%2B2010%2B075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbhssqYKI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LfR1tleZ5Ws/s400/November%2B2010%2B075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546846525552484514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbhpCGALI/AAAAAAAABFY/K1JH2zjqWwk/s1600/November%2B2010%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbhpCGALI/AAAAAAAABFY/K1JH2zjqWwk/s400/November%2B2010%2B098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546846524568633522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's good buddy, Drew, turned four and had a train-themed birthday party.  So fun!  There was even a ride on train that took the kids around the neighborhood.  Jack had so much fun at the party, in fact, that we had to drag him kicking and screaming to the car when the night was over.  Not my most favorite parenting moment.  Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at those baby blues.  Love this guy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbiDQVPcI/AAAAAAAABFg/MiGbtjuuot0/s1600/November%2B2010%2B103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbiDQVPcI/AAAAAAAABFg/MiGbtjuuot0/s400/November%2B2010%2B103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546846531607674306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew, Jack, and Hayden.  Sweet friends.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbiSnv5lI/AAAAAAAABFo/Yh6ime3Y9pU/s1600/November%2B2010%2B105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpbiSnv5lI/AAAAAAAABFo/Yh6ime3Y9pU/s400/November%2B2010%2B105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546846535732422226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline opted out of the hat.  She couldn't wear the hat and bow at the same time.  Fashion over function for my girl.  Takes after her mama.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd0QrHzpI/AAAAAAAABFw/_cYchbf71pQ/s1600/November%2B2010%2B106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd0QrHzpI/AAAAAAAABFw/_cYchbf71pQ/s400/November%2B2010%2B106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546849043470601874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1GjnD1I/AAAAAAAABGA/4ajVTRTcf8I/s1600/November%2B2010%2B120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1GjnD1I/AAAAAAAABGA/4ajVTRTcf8I/s400/November%2B2010%2B120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546849057934610258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanksgiving was at Jason's parents.  We had a blast just eating and enjoying one another's company all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackie with his plate.  He probably ate his weight in macaroni and cheese in on Thanksgiving and in the days that followed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1Sg9jrI/AAAAAAAABGI/5D7HUzpRJM4/s1600/November%2B2010%2B123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1Sg9jrI/AAAAAAAABGI/5D7HUzpRJM4/s400/November%2B2010%2B123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546849061144727218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, digging in.  She's not shy when it comes to food.  I think she just about cleared her plate and then some.  I'm not sure where she puts it all since she's not bigger than a minute.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1tEI_eI/AAAAAAAABGQ/o-cBqgqqHz4/s1600/November%2B2010%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpd1tEI_eI/AAAAAAAABGQ/o-cBqgqqHz4/s400/November%2B2010%2B124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546849068271599074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time for CHOCOLATE PIE!  Yum!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe_GuAI9I/AAAAAAAABG4/hAygfBLUSHQ/s1600/November%2B2010%2B132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe_GuAI9I/AAAAAAAABG4/hAygfBLUSHQ/s400/November%2B2010%2B132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546850329288516562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my Mama, working hard in the kitchen.  Mmm hmm.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-ipKfYI/AAAAAAAABGo/-9jN4BAB7aU/s1600/November%2B2010%2B128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-ipKfYI/AAAAAAAABGo/-9jN4BAB7aU/s400/November%2B2010%2B128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546850319604546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-xd0_YI/AAAAAAAABGw/x4IznHAiYNg/s1600/November%2B2010%2B129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-xd0_YI/AAAAAAAABGw/x4IznHAiYNg/s400/November%2B2010%2B129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546850323583532418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were a little confused about what we were celebrating.  Gigi's house was all decked out for Christmas.  Jack even asked if we could open presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-dZ76gI/AAAAAAAABGg/n-o9PILShYg/s1600/November%2B2010%2B127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-dZ76gI/AAAAAAAABGg/n-o9PILShYg/s400/November%2B2010%2B127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546850318198499842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-LMqheI/AAAAAAAABGY/GOFUhOxquRc/s1600/November%2B2010%2B126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpe-LMqheI/AAAAAAAABGY/GOFUhOxquRc/s400/November%2B2010%2B126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546850313310995938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy's helping Jack get all bundled up to go see the Christmas lights outside at Gigi's.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph7sIc1GI/AAAAAAAABHA/n65Vx_3QqRk/s1600/November%2B2010%2B136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph7sIc1GI/AAAAAAAABHA/n65Vx_3QqRk/s400/November%2B2010%2B136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853569146967138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE this picture of Sweet Caroline!  Cutest.  Girl.  Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph74-POhI/AAAAAAAABHI/UzTr6avjj-E/s1600/November%2B2010%2B140.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph74-POhI/AAAAAAAABHI/UzTr6avjj-E/s400/November%2B2010%2B140.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853572593793554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it's blurry but I like it.  It was C-c-c-cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph8LTY0GI/AAAAAAAABHQ/tk_BmXSRBv4/s1600/November%2B2010%2B144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph8LTY0GI/AAAAAAAABHQ/tk_BmXSRBv4/s400/November%2B2010%2B144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853577514340450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Thompson's came over the day after Thanksgiving and we put them to work in the yard.  Well, Carey raked up a massive pile of leaves for a photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph8sBmEJI/AAAAAAAABHY/NYWnQXynjVM/s1600/November%2B2010%2B156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPph8sBmEJI/AAAAAAAABHY/NYWnQXynjVM/s400/November%2B2010%2B156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853586298081426" 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/34624114-6307931839551061805?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6307931839551061805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6307931839551061805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6307931839551061805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6307931839551061805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/12/way-behind-blogger.html' title='Way behind blogger'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TPpZEMwD_hI/AAAAAAAABEg/ryodz2OMZR0/s72-c/November%2B2010%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2311590708458678724</id><published>2010-11-23T12:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:48:12.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just a shirt</title><content type='html'>So, last night I was folding laundry and got teary-eyed over a shirt.  Jack's favorite shirt.  He insisted on wearing it one day last week though it was way too cold and the shirt's too small.  In fact, it was probably the last time he'd get to wear it.  This shirt's seen many, MANY trips to the museum, park, zoo, school, and birthday parties.  Lots of mud pies and bike rides, picnics and playdates.  For months if the shirt was clean, Jack picked it out.  I got to a point where I had to hide it from time to time so folks at school wouldn't think that Jack only had the one shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm sad to see it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy is growing up.  Really, really growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe that only five short years ago he was nestled in my tummy.  We didn't even know he was a "he" just yet.  We were marveling in the moment.  At the same time we were wishing time away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and get through the pregnancy.  Then hurry up and sleep through the night (that took a LONG time).  Then hurry up and start school.  Then hurry up and get potty trained (that could've come a bit sooner).  Then hurry up and... and... and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we STOP now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my little man's at school, enjoying his last day before Thanksgiving break.  Will we wish the next month away in anticipation of Christmas?  And then count the days till his birthday?  And then summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.  Because that's just what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to slow it down.  While folding that shirt last night it dawned on me that he'd be in kindergarten next year.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KINDERGARTEN!&lt;/span&gt;  He'll be away from me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five days a week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is physically painful for me to imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't fathom a day when he's in middle school and is embarrassed to be seen with me.  I'm sure that won't happen because I'm unbelievably cool, but still.  He's going to be a grown up man and he's going to leave.  Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sad.  Yep.  Am I excited.  Absolutely.  I know the Lord has a plan for my little boy and I can't wait to see what his future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him.  So now I give him to the LORD. For his whole life he will be given over to the LORD.” And he worshiped the LORD there.  1 Samuel 1:27-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to  prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2311590708458678724?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2311590708458678724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2311590708458678724&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2311590708458678724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2311590708458678724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-just-shirt.html' title='It&apos;s just a shirt'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7328891256572800716</id><published>2010-10-18T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:52:17.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly and sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/2545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/s_2545.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/2546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/s_2546.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7328891256572800716?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7328891256572800716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7328891256572800716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7328891256572800716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7328891256572800716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/10/silly-and-sweet.html' title='Silly and sweet'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5336406252946039157</id><published>2010-10-18T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:51:45.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sew sew cute!</title><content type='html'>Mama has a new craft obsession!  Caroline is loving the new clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/2538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/s_2538.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5336406252946039157?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5336406252946039157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5336406252946039157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5336406252946039157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5336406252946039157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/10/sew-sew-cute.html' title='Sew sew cute!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4388571171761353037</id><published>2010-10-18T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:51:25.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat Time</title><content type='html'>Jackie loves helping in the kitchen.  He's so happy making Rice Krispie treats. He was even more happy eating them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/18/s_2530.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4388571171761353037?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4388571171761353037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4388571171761353037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4388571171761353037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4388571171761353037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/10/treat-time.html' title='Treat Time'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4918850569736796453</id><published>2010-10-05T08:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T08:14:25.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world?</title><content type='html'>You may be asking yourself, "Where in the world is that Kippy?  We need some new posts?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, probably not.  Since there are all of about 5 of y'all that read this blog... Hi Mom! *wave*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our computer crashed thanks to a nasty virus.  We took it to our resident computer geek from our church small group.  (I'm pretty sure he won't mind that I called him a geek.  He's awesome.)  He took a look and found a VERY full and VERY contaminated computer.  I'm not sure what he did, as computers are still an enigma to me (exaggerating, mostly), but it's fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back in business blogosphere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4918850569736796453?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4918850569736796453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4918850569736796453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4918850569736796453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4918850569736796453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-in-world.html' title='Where in the world?'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2339588598601298076</id><published>2010-09-16T10:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:47:10.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Certifiable Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday was all around crazy.  Seriously, I'm surprised Jason and I, along with the kids, made it through that day alive.  Jack put on his rotten attitude as soon as he got up that morning.  Lots of yelling and ugly noises meant quite a few time-outs before church.  After church, the attitude continued and the volatile atmosphere in the house was exacerbated by the facts that my back was killing me (grrr) and Caroline was not at all in a mood to take a nap.  Top that off with the insurance company deciding to deduct an extra chunk of money from our account for a premium (which was unexpected and NOT at all planned for - double grr) and we were all on edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I turned on the TV in the bedroom so Jack and Caroline could watch a movie and Jason could decompress with a little football in the living room.  I had to head to the store since we needed, you know, food.  And I needed, you know, peace.  That's not how it turned out.  I was nearly to the store and Jason calls me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Caroline's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://daddytypes.com/2008/07/31/nursemaids_elbow_how_about_ear-piercing_scream-inducing_dislocated_elbow.php"&gt;dislocated her elbow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; again.  How do I fix it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.  I tell him what to do while I hear Caroline and her blood-curdling scream and Jack crying in the background.  NOT peaceful.  At.  All. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparrently, Jack was trying to help his sister back up on the bed and pulled her arm a little to hard.  He felt awful.  Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I headed back home to make sure all was okay.  It was, of course.  Jason fixed the elbow like SuperDad and I swooped in with hugs and kisses and cuddles and everything was all right.  And then Caroline came with me to the store.  So much for alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, that was the bulk of the craziness of that day.  The afternoon was much better and we all slept well that night.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.  Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2339588598601298076?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2339588598601298076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2339588598601298076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2339588598601298076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2339588598601298076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/certifiable-sunday.html' title='Certifiable Sunday'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5158675673002372106</id><published>2010-09-10T14:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T14:07:53.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna bite?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sharing their gelato after a delicious lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/10/1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/10/s_1602.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="blogpress_location"&gt;Location:&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=The%20Italian%20Market&amp;amp;z=10"&gt;The Italian Market&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/34624114-5158675673002372106?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5158675673002372106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5158675673002372106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5158675673002372106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5158675673002372106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/wanna-bite.html' title='Wanna bite?'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6460133815333311590</id><published>2010-09-10T10:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:34:01.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy's Life</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to figure out how not to be a photographic ignoramus.  I have a fantastic camera that I take mediocre photos with, probably because I keep it on the automatic setting.  Which any photographer worth their salt will tell you is just a bad idea.  So, I'm learning.  Which means I'm practicing.  I spent much of the morning playing with the aperture and shutter speed on my camera, working with the different settings, trying to get some good shots.  Here are some of the better ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNltT58nI/AAAAAAAABC4/sEfdePNCymQ/s1600/September+2010+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNltT58nI/AAAAAAAABC4/sEfdePNCymQ/s400/September+2010+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306003882177138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An artist at work&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNnSOP89I/AAAAAAAABDQ/uFZ6Om34Bgw/s1600/September+2010+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNnSOP89I/AAAAAAAABDQ/uFZ6Om34Bgw/s400/September+2010+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306030970434514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNn4-jB7I/AAAAAAAABDY/1TC5VJHSrQw/s1600/September+2010+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNn4-jB7I/AAAAAAAABDY/1TC5VJHSrQw/s400/September+2010+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306041373558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOZpd9mwI/AAAAAAAABDg/Zf8HR95B55Y/s1600/September+2010+109.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOZpd9mwI/AAAAAAAABDg/Zf8HR95B55Y/s400/September+2010+109.9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306896203815682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hand, trying to catch a roly poly&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOaIS6bkI/AAAAAAAABDo/N0NYwqscWjA/s1600/September+2010+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOaIS6bkI/AAAAAAAABDo/N0NYwqscWjA/s400/September+2010+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306904478969410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;said roly poly, not interested&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOa3CwqoI/AAAAAAAABDw/MLLXf0fJiA4/s1600/September+2010+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpOa3CwqoI/AAAAAAAABDw/MLLXf0fJiA4/s400/September+2010+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306917027687042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpObXo93BI/AAAAAAAABD4/1Oit8E08JjY/s1600/September+2010+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpObXo93BI/AAAAAAAABD4/1Oit8E08JjY/s400/September+2010+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306925777869842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpObzZijLI/AAAAAAAABEA/iWfwdyAutEI/s1600/September+2010+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpObzZijLI/AAAAAAAABEA/iWfwdyAutEI/s400/September+2010+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306933229358258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abandoned.  Time for a break.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNmC9Q0dI/AAAAAAAABDA/Kavx9g2F5OQ/s1600/September+2010+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNmC9Q0dI/AAAAAAAABDA/Kavx9g2F5OQ/s400/September+2010+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306009692787154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Telling a story.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNmnGIETI/AAAAAAAABDI/hJKC2FQlVgw/s1600/September+2010+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNmnGIETI/AAAAAAAABDI/hJKC2FQlVgw/s400/September+2010+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515306019393638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dirty toes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPTV4apjI/AAAAAAAABEI/j1kYxBi22ZI/s1600/September+2010+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPTV4apjI/AAAAAAAABEI/j1kYxBi22ZI/s400/September+2010+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515307887378474546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPUjU-_dI/AAAAAAAABEQ/XxnWybdr8xY/s1600/September+2010+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPUjU-_dI/AAAAAAAABEQ/XxnWybdr8xY/s400/September+2010+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515307908167826898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPVyt356I/AAAAAAAABEY/2trEMNMUgws/s1600/September+2010+128.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpPVyt356I/AAAAAAAABEY/2trEMNMUgws/s400/September+2010+128.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515307929478621090" 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/34624114-6460133815333311590?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6460133815333311590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6460133815333311590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6460133815333311590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6460133815333311590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/boys-life.html' title='A Boy&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIpNltT58nI/AAAAAAAABC4/sEfdePNCymQ/s72-c/September+2010+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7458049747424621792</id><published>2010-09-09T10:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:40:10.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>Well, Pioneer Woman wrote &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/confessions/"&gt;a great blog for bloggers&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.  You know what she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog often.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fine&lt;/span&gt;.  I needed a kick in the pants to get me back on the blogging track.  I'm not saying I'll write every day but I might.  I just don't want to disappoint myself it I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, amidst all the weather craziness, it seemed all the news stations were covering the rescue of tenants in the Willow II apartments in Arlington.  Well, that just happens to be right down the road from me.  Not 3 minutes away.  After dropping off the kiddos at school this morning I decided to head over to that neighborhood and see the damage for myself.  I was amazed.  I saw huge trees knocked down, brick mailboxes toppled, front yards filled with all the earthly possessions the families in the neighborhood own - completely ruined.  The neighborhood was a mess.  It made me sad.  But then it made me glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I can say, I'm grateful that I live at the top of the hill instead of at the bottom.  I could say I'm grateful that all my stuff is okay.  I would definitely say I'm grateful that my family is safe and that everyone in the affected neighborhood made it out safely.  And I am.  I am grateful for all of those things.  But, you know what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that the Lord has a plan for our lives.  Even in scary, uncertain situations.  He was and is with those who were so terribly affected by the storm.  I'm also grateful that if I HAD lost all my stuff, if my world had been turned upside down because of that storm that I would have assurance that all would be okay.  That stuff is just stuff.  My treasure is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Don’t store up treasures here on earth, where moths eat them and rust destroys them, and where thieves break in and steal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be.&lt;/span&gt;"  Matthew 6:19-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT:  Moments after I posted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hx5Y9DhoLJQ"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; song played on Pandora.  Brought me to tears and so perfectly says what I attempted to get across in the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7458049747424621792?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7458049747424621792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7458049747424621792&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7458049747424621792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7458049747424621792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6804441765030570571</id><published>2010-09-08T15:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:01:34.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Hermine</title><content type='html'>Well, Tropical Storm Hermine made her entrance yesterday afternoon and hasn't completely made her exit yet.  We've gotten, oh, I don't know, one thousand inches of rain in the past 24 hours.  Seriously, this morning I remember thinking to myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so THIS is what Noah saw just before the ark floated away.&lt;/span&gt;  The rain.  It.  Was.  Crazy.  Sheets and sheets and sheets of it.  Our enormous elm tree in the back yard nearly had it's boughs touching the ground.  If I would've let Jack outside in the downpour he'd have been able to grab hold of the lowest branch and swing from it with very little effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should've let  him do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up today and realized it was still raining, and had been all night, I decided staying home all day would be in our best interests.  And I suppose, in regards to safety, it was.  However, in regards to sanity... not so much.  The kids are stir crazy and there's only so much coloring and watching Nick Jr. shows on Netflix a child can do before they decide that the best way to expend their excess energy is to use their mother as a jungle gym.  Fun... for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided that with all the grayness and wetness outside that I needed to do a little crafting to lift my spirits.  I made some really cute throw pillows ifIdosaysomyself.  After adding Caroline's new bed and bedding I really didn't want to have to replace her window treatment.  I decided that pillows would be my answer... a tie-in, if you will.  They turned out great and I'm sure I've just created a new craft obsession.  I'm the kind of gal that gets hooked on doing one thing and it's all I can do for a matter of weeks or months until I move on to something else.  Case in point... first it was tutus, then pillowcases, then applique, then hair bows, etc.  But, I digress.  How about some photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pillows.  I love them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8i6V28-I/AAAAAAAABCg/GO_qP5KXfyc/s1600/September+2010+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8i6V28-I/AAAAAAAABCg/GO_qP5KXfyc/s400/September+2010+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514653945445151714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How we keep ourselves entertained during a tropical storm.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8jV4Rb-I/AAAAAAAABCo/CgTQXbSbYO4/s1600/September+2010+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8jV4Rb-I/AAAAAAAABCo/CgTQXbSbYO4/s400/September+2010+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514653952837251042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's trying to squeeze her guts out.  At least they love each other!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8jqn-IyI/AAAAAAAABCw/6p4yQkKDprw/s1600/September+2010+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8jqn-IyI/AAAAAAAABCw/6p4yQkKDprw/s400/September+2010+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514653958406021922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if you care to see what havoc Hermine has wrecked here in the area, check &lt;a href="http://www.nbcdfw.com/weather/stories/North-Texas-Flooding-Courtesy-of-Hermine-102460474.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*EDIT:  A couple hours after this post there were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wfaa.com/weather/Weather-Blog-Heavy-rains-pouring-down-across-N-Texas-102437309.html"&gt;tornadoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DALLAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!  Scary stuff.  There were a couple just a hop, skip and jump from Jason's office.  Praise the Lord he's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6804441765030570571?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6804441765030570571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6804441765030570571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6804441765030570571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6804441765030570571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-hermine.html' title='Hello Hermine'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIf8i6V28-I/AAAAAAAABCg/GO_qP5KXfyc/s72-c/September+2010+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4403527320738072973</id><published>2010-09-04T14:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T15:06:54.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Girl, Big Bed!</title><content type='html'>While Caroline and Jack were away at school on Thursday, my mom and I spent the morning dismantling Caroline's crib/toddler bed and putting together her big girl bed!  When I was designing her &lt;a href="http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2007/12/nursery-finally.html"&gt;nursery&lt;/a&gt; I intentionally made it so that it would convert to a "big girl" room easily.  All I had to do was insert a big bed and new bedding and, voila, a room fit for a princess.  Caroline is in LOVE with her new pink bed.  It's funny how tiny she looks in it.  If I dare, I'll try to get a picture of her sleeping in it tonight after she's conked out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmeVYJn1I/AAAAAAAABBg/kxyICg3UsSU/s1600/September+2010+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmeVYJn1I/AAAAAAAABBg/kxyICg3UsSU/s400/September+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513151933919633234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKme4Y3xNI/AAAAAAAABBo/8Ay3H_5ONrc/s1600/September+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKme4Y3xNI/AAAAAAAABBo/8Ay3H_5ONrc/s400/September+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513151943317898450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmfb2q8QI/AAAAAAAABBw/_CWXxCGmwuI/s1600/September+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmfb2q8QI/AAAAAAAABBw/_CWXxCGmwuI/s400/September+2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513151952838127874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmfknW9vI/AAAAAAAABB4/De_YA6ZrsQc/s1600/September+2010+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmfknW9vI/AAAAAAAABB4/De_YA6ZrsQc/s400/September+2010+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513151955189823218" 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/34624114-4403527320738072973?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4403527320738072973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4403527320738072973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4403527320738072973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4403527320738072973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-girl-big-bed.html' title='Little Girl, Big Bed!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKmeVYJn1I/AAAAAAAABBg/kxyICg3UsSU/s72-c/September+2010+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7815424354893347753</id><published>2010-09-04T14:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:55:40.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another first day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjJ2LNZQI/AAAAAAAABBA/dy7tCRRhPdA/s1600/September+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjJ2LNZQI/AAAAAAAABBA/dy7tCRRhPdA/s400/September+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513148283411588354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For several weeks now (all summer long) Caroline's been gearing up for the first day of school.  At the end of this past school year she'd ask on a regular basis when it would be time for her to school.  Needless to say, when Thursday rolled around the kids first day back went off without a hitch.  Caroline was SO excited to meet her teachers, Mrs. Erica and Mrs. Nelda.  Actually, she already knew them as they were Jack's teachers two years ago and she had Mrs. Erica as her Sunday school teacher last year, but still.  Jack was super excited to see his friends from his class last year.  At the kids school they tend to keep the kids in the same class for the most part as they move up each year so there were lots of reunions on the first day back.  They both didn't have much to say after school about how their day went.  I think they were just so exhausted after all the excitement that they wanted to keep quiet about it.  I have two full days each week to myself which is GLORIOUS and I cannot wait to see what this year has in store.  I cannot believe this time next year my little Jack will be in KINDERGARTEN!  Time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the world of backpacks and napmats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjuf4WPXI/AAAAAAAABBI/waug5WO3JuY/s1600/September+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjuf4WPXI/AAAAAAAABBI/waug5WO3JuY/s400/September+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513148913082056050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On her way in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjur9kSKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gPkykr4T7-A/s1600/September+2010+013.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjur9kSKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gPkykr4T7-A/s400/September+2010+013.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513148916325173410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting in line to go into Jack's room.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjuwQEvUI/AAAAAAAABBY/8Blnux-9lBI/s1600/September+2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjuwQEvUI/AAAAAAAABBY/8Blnux-9lBI/s400/September+2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513148917476539714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7815424354893347753?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7815424354893347753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7815424354893347753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7815424354893347753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7815424354893347753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-first-day.html' title='Another first day...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIKjJ2LNZQI/AAAAAAAABBA/dy7tCRRhPdA/s72-c/September+2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-415194681207968898</id><published>2010-09-03T14:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T15:12:19.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a whirlwind!</title><content type='html'>That summer was sure fast and furious.  We had lots going on and I don't feel like I documented much of it via camera but it was fun, nonetheless.  What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the BIG 3-0 in June.  We celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary!  The kids and I spent a lot of time at the Fort Worth Museum of Science and History.  We played at the pool and in the sprinkler quite a bit.  We had lots of playdates with sweet friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We watched fireworks on the Fourth of July with family.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJg38KmcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/q61KvEWXTR8/s1600/July2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJg38KmcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/q61KvEWXTR8/s400/July2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512768247999142338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJhhs93HI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CJuFSMpVH8s/s1600/July2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJhhs93HI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CJuFSMpVH8s/s400/July2010+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512768259209682034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played lots of dress up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJh8uYkyI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/DWl-1pYX2Po/s1600/August+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJh8uYkyI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/DWl-1pYX2Po/s400/August+2010+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512768266463384354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack had a great time at Preschool Music Camp at our church.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJi0ouIRI/AAAAAAAAA_o/cZjF1hJ58ik/s1600/August+2010+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJi0ouIRI/AAAAAAAAA_o/cZjF1hJ58ik/s400/August+2010+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512768281472016658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJiSmaiPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BZj3GRI_xEc/s1600/August+2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJiSmaiPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BZj3GRI_xEc/s400/August+2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512768272335538418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent a weekend at Yaya's and visited Lake Ray Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFVd-yfJRI/AAAAAAAABAo/WTyXFitbxMk/s1600/August+2010+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFVd-yfJRI/AAAAAAAABAo/WTyXFitbxMk/s400/August+2010+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512781392437519634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN76mzvII/AAAAAAAAA_w/QzDV1ja_Udw/s1600/August+2010+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN76mzvII/AAAAAAAAA_w/QzDV1ja_Udw/s400/August+2010+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512773110617848962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFVej627tI/AAAAAAAABAw/yarkOa707ps/s1600/August+2010+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFVej627tI/AAAAAAAABAw/yarkOa707ps/s400/August+2010+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512781402404744914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had lots of fun at birthday parties...&lt;br /&gt;Selah turned FOUR!  She had a Ni-Hao Kai Lan party.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFWCC-AhrI/AAAAAAAABA4/_G1qM2V-c-U/s1600/August+2010+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFWCC-AhrI/AAAAAAAABA4/_G1qM2V-c-U/s400/August+2010+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512782012034877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN8WQYFSI/AAAAAAAAA_4/laoLz1lXZVc/s1600/August+2010+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN8WQYFSI/AAAAAAAAA_4/laoLz1lXZVc/s400/August+2010+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512773118039954722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN849lw4I/AAAAAAAABAA/7DzoVLXWcFk/s1600/August+2010+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN849lw4I/AAAAAAAABAA/7DzoVLXWcFk/s400/August+2010+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512773127356400514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN9Q5kDnI/AAAAAAAABAI/YwqqJonWOjU/s1600/August+2010+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN9Q5kDnI/AAAAAAAABAI/YwqqJonWOjU/s400/August+2010+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512773133781962354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Allison turned THREE!  She had a Hello Kitty pajama party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN9kNwQTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/rMqdRn95HYE/s1600/August+2010+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFN9kNwQTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/rMqdRn95HYE/s400/August+2010+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512773138966921522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFU1G3uw-I/AAAAAAAABAg/OrUcbALvSqY/s1600/August+2010+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFU1G3uw-I/AAAAAAAABAg/OrUcbALvSqY/s400/August+2010+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512780690232361954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFU0oSQ4jI/AAAAAAAABAY/w7TT2coJstw/s1600/August+2010+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFU0oSQ4jI/AAAAAAAABAY/w7TT2coJstw/s400/August+2010+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512780682022150706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, there's lots lots more that happened but I can't even begin to post about every little thing after not blogging for so long.  Fall is quickly coming upon us and I've got some fun firsts to blog about with the kiddos!  Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-415194681207968898?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/415194681207968898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=415194681207968898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/415194681207968898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/415194681207968898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-whirlwind.html' title='What a whirlwind!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TIFJg38KmcI/AAAAAAAAA_I/q61KvEWXTR8/s72-c/July2010+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1817576586122391489</id><published>2010-06-28T10:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:10:23.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From left field</title><content type='html'>I know this post is random and not about my kids or family but it's really, really important.  My sweet friend and former co-worker, Terri, lost her husband earlier this month.  The Fort Worth Star-Telegram did a great &lt;a href="http://www.star-telegram.com/2010/06/27/2296757/organ-donation-helps-family-deal.html#tvg"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on her family and their decision to donate Roger's organs.  Give it a read.  Give it some prayer.  Consider becoming a &lt;a href="https://www.donatelifetexas.org/TXDear_Secure/default.aspx"&gt;registered donor&lt;/a&gt;.  I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-1817576586122391489?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1817576586122391489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1817576586122391489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1817576586122391489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1817576586122391489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-left-field.html' title='From left field'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2967757946860761143</id><published>2010-06-16T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:42:34.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly</title><content type='html'>The kids are recovering from a nasty stomach bug that took over our house last night.  Yuck.  Happy birthday to me... not how I expected to spend my 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/16/665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/06/16/s_665.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" height="210" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="blogpress_location"&gt;Location:&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=The%20couch&amp;amp;z=10"&gt;The couch&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/34624114-2967757946860761143?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2967757946860761143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2967757946860761143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2967757946860761143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2967757946860761143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/sickly.html' title='Sickly'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4162113555010638114</id><published>2010-06-16T09:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:24:11.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out!</title><content type='html'>I popped in for Jack's end of school party on his last day of the year.  Jack made such sweet friends this year and his teachers, Mrs. Harris and Mrs. Irons were wonderful!  I'm sad I didn't get a picture of him with his teachers but he wasn't having any of that.  We headed into Summer thinking things would slow down but now that it's arrived we're busier than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy boy!  Eating a cookie he just decorated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjdttje9KI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2uY14x49PSc/s1600/May+2010+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjdttje9KI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2uY14x49PSc/s400/May+2010+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483376323715855522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duck... duck... GOOSE!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjduI1mxLI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/vQ-DK-BGb3I/s1600/May+2010+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjduI1mxLI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/vQ-DK-BGb3I/s400/May+2010+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483376331039622322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ring around the rosy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjduqgu0aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GB9dtxRNqIE/s1600/May+2010+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjduqgu0aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GB9dtxRNqIE/s400/May+2010+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483376340078875042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4162113555010638114?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4162113555010638114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4162113555010638114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4162113555010638114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4162113555010638114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s out!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjdttje9KI/AAAAAAAAA-I/2uY14x49PSc/s72-c/May+2010+194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-794914581412511730</id><published>2010-06-16T09:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:17:11.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More water fun!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbDX5VbfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/xEmHXxPM0jQ/s1600/May+2010+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbDX5VbfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/xEmHXxPM0jQ/s400/May+2010+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373397324164594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A genuine smile from Jack - difficult to capture on camera!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbEAjMH2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/JgP3scmbfhM/s1600/May+2010+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbEAjMH2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/JgP3scmbfhM/s400/May+2010+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373408237133666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sibling love - also difficult to capture on camera!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbEc7NnwI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0LQdUVRKQPo/s1600/May+2010+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbEc7NnwI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0LQdUVRKQPo/s400/May+2010+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373415854087938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They needed a drink...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbE-Ta9LI/AAAAAAAAA9g/q2LC7SENTwM/s1600/May+2010+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbE-Ta9LI/AAAAAAAAA9g/q2LC7SENTwM/s400/May+2010+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373424813995186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's losing his britches.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbFiyON5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/-YshZ1zqqUg/s1600/May+2010+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbFiyON5I/AAAAAAAAA9o/-YshZ1zqqUg/s400/May+2010+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373434606860178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teaching sister how to hop on one foot... or trying anyway.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb8GHrdpI/AAAAAAAAA9w/DFXACKBBSHw/s1600/May+2010+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb8GHrdpI/AAAAAAAAA9w/DFXACKBBSHw/s400/May+2010+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483374371805034130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb8i1jRaI/AAAAAAAAA94/5PhYddw6-Ko/s1600/May+2010+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb8i1jRaI/AAAAAAAAA94/5PhYddw6-Ko/s400/May+2010+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483374379513628066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pure joy!  Dancing in the water.  They LOVE it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb9Bmh-7I/AAAAAAAAA-A/XTHESUFxI-Y/s1600/May+2010+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjb9Bmh-7I/AAAAAAAAA-A/XTHESUFxI-Y/s400/May+2010+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483374387772128178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-794914581412511730?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/794914581412511730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=794914581412511730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/794914581412511730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/794914581412511730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjbDX5VbfI/AAAAAAAAA9I/xEmHXxPM0jQ/s72-c/May+2010+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-780187538060941597</id><published>2010-06-16T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:05:12.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 31st Birthday Jason!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Party #1 at Gigi and Pappaw's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Jason, showing off their milk mustaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjV_ll06EI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/S-j7DMm7mAc/s1600/May+2010+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjV_ll06EI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/S-j7DMm7mAc/s400/May+2010+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483367834722822210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, looking her Honey and waiting on cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWANQuaeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/vWVLRWicnfo/s1600/May+2010+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWANQuaeI/AAAAAAAAA8g/vWVLRWicnfo/s400/May+2010+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483367845371734498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack loves the Happy Birthday song&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWAhB4TdI/AAAAAAAAA8o/W5VcEDQumlI/s1600/May+2010+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWAhB4TdI/AAAAAAAAA8o/W5VcEDQumlI/s400/May+2010+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483367850678177234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1... 2... 3... BLOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWAwe768I/AAAAAAAAA8w/bluOeX09i4k/s1600/May+2010+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjWAwe768I/AAAAAAAAA8w/bluOeX09i4k/s400/May+2010+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483367854826580930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mini-Party #2 at our house, on Jason's actual birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline's ready for cake!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjZAPEHONI/AAAAAAAAA84/9vv_OhyGClA/s1600/May+2010+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjZAPEHONI/AAAAAAAAA84/9vv_OhyGClA/s400/May+2010+184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483371144390588626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lemon cake... yum!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjZAm2mEGI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xoxGp6vJ94M/s1600/May+2010+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjZAm2mEGI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xoxGp6vJ94M/s400/May+2010+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483371150776340578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-780187538060941597?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/780187538060941597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=780187538060941597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/780187538060941597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/780187538060941597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-31st-birthday-jason.html' title='Happy 31st Birthday Jason!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TBjV_ll06EI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/S-j7DMm7mAc/s72-c/May+2010+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2900079246227217963</id><published>2010-06-01T20:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:00:18.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I bought &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3843325"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; at Toys R Us a couple of weeks ago and the kids LOVE it.  We took it on a recent trip to Gigi and Pappaw's house and Jack and Caroline had a blast.  The grown-ups had nearly as much fun just watching the kids play.  Totally worth the ten bucks, even if Jack already busted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5AAUMibI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Qqa7UDNbRNk/s1600/May+2010+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5AAUMibI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Qqa7UDNbRNk/s400/May+2010+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477987931501922738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5Am2pLOI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/5jv8k53nsDw/s1600/May+2010+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5Am2pLOI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/5jv8k53nsDw/s400/May+2010+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477987941846953186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5BFyQ37I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/CHIT6IgfiBw/s1600/May+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5BFyQ37I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/CHIT6IgfiBw/s400/May+2010+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477987950150082482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5BTKHhyI/AAAAAAAAA7g/iMccoIGwVq8/s1600/May+2010+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5BTKHhyI/AAAAAAAAA7g/iMccoIGwVq8/s400/May+2010+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477987953739794210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5B08gDpI/AAAAAAAAA7o/c5ARN0LUU6U/s1600/May+2010+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW6AAc4vII/AAAAAAAAA7w/Ju-W0pgNkzU/s400/May+2010+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477989031050001538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW6BTX9X-I/AAAAAAAAA8I/MUVQd_KptPE/s1600/May+2010+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW6BTX9X-I/AAAAAAAAA8I/MUVQd_KptPE/s400/May+2010+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477989053309476834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW6B985H4I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/s9IBATAIz3E/s1600/May+2010+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW6B985H4I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/s9IBATAIz3E/s400/May+2010+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477989064738676610" 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/34624114-2900079246227217963?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2900079246227217963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2900079246227217963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2900079246227217963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2900079246227217963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/water-babies.html' title='Water Babies'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW5AAUMibI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Qqa7UDNbRNk/s72-c/May+2010+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5789973726901905095</id><published>2010-06-01T20:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:47:46.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3--aS5MI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IRth4pA6OcQ/s1600/May+2010+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3--aS5MI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IRth4pA6OcQ/s400/May+2010+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477986814299137218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3_Yjn9uI/AAAAAAAAA64/7n_og3jpXPc/s1600/May+2010+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3_Yjn9uI/AAAAAAAAA64/7n_og3jpXPc/s400/May+2010+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477986821317588706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3_o9E0mI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qe9ZFLB8MqY/s1600/May+2010+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3_o9E0mI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qe9ZFLB8MqY/s400/May+2010+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477986825719304802" 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/34624114-5789973726901905095?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5789973726901905095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5789973726901905095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5789973726901905095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5789973726901905095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/artistic-expression.html' title='Artistic Expression'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW3--aS5MI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IRth4pA6OcQ/s72-c/May+2010+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8144663265790571839</id><published>2010-06-01T20:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:43:06.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After Dinner Treat</title><content type='html'>The Courseys (sans Terry who was away on business in Florida, poor guy) came over for playtime, dinner, and dessert one evening.  While Erin and I cleaned up the kitchen(gabbed) Jason watched the kids and took some fun shots of everyone having dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack, before his friends arrived.  He wanted to play with his trucks outside on the picnic blanket.  He was out there forever!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW1zrnoFuI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AwCqPg5xSq4/s1600/May+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW1zrnoFuI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AwCqPg5xSq4/s400/May+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477984421252962018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These kids are serious about ice cream.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW10Ctk1uI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ASOBaACmbMc/s1600/May+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW10Ctk1uI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ASOBaACmbMc/s400/May+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477984427451930338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always the fashionista&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW10hVw0mI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/cfo-5F43L9w/s1600/May+2010+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW10hVw0mI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/cfo-5F43L9w/s400/May+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477984435673551458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthan on a mission&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW11OUF-0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/vWhQtPHVTlw/s1600/May+2010+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW11OUF-0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/vWhQtPHVTlw/s400/May+2010+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477984447746145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure what's going on here but I think Matthan would've preferred some ice cream to the beaded necklace Selah was wearing.  Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW11QoI6wI/AAAAAAAAA6o/8rjxsUBkFs0/s1600/May+2010+043.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW11QoI6wI/AAAAAAAAA6o/8rjxsUBkFs0/s400/May+2010+043.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477984448367094530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-8144663265790571839?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8144663265790571839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8144663265790571839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8144663265790571839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8144663265790571839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-dinner-treat.html' title='After Dinner Treat'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TAW1zrnoFuI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AwCqPg5xSq4/s72-c/May+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-9203971891303783686</id><published>2010-06-01T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:15:41.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA in May!</title><content type='html'>I seem to have a pattern.  I blog a lot during tax season.  Reason being, it's one of the ways that Jason gets a look at what's going on here on the home-front while he's in the trenches of filing tax returns and whatnot at work.  Then, when tax season ends, I seem to take an unintended sabbatical from blogging.  I don't PLAN to neglect my blog.  Really.  I'm just so darn happy to have my husband more available and my family back together.  We're much too busy spending time together and doing things that I just don't really think about my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is usually the part where I'd apologize for being a "bad blogger" and promise to do better.  Well, not this time!  We had a GREAT May and I didn't write a single post.  And I'm not really sorry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned as I attempt to catch the world up on the goings-on here at the Maurice house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-9203971891303783686?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/9203971891303783686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=9203971891303783686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/9203971891303783686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/9203971891303783686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/06/mia-in-may.html' title='MIA in May!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3172655187348793994</id><published>2010-04-28T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:26:13.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I scream, you scream</title><content type='html'>Jack and Caroline had a tasty treat after soccer practice yesterday evening.  The whole family is really enjoying the extended daylight.  It's so nice to be able to play together in the evenings before bedtime... which we've pushed back a bit just for this purpose (and so Jack won't get up at 5:30).  Jack even got a taste of what it's like to be the pusher instead of the pushed on the swing.  So fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFFi_M3PI/AAAAAAAAA44/Qe5ffcx8bVA/s1600/April+2010+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFFi_M3PI/AAAAAAAAA44/Qe5ffcx8bVA/s400/April+2010+336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194109407649010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFGIDpSkI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_pmMBSioc3g/s1600/April+2010+337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFGIDpSkI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_pmMBSioc3g/s400/April+2010+337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194119358401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFHCQlKdI/AAAAAAAAA5I/D6FrYIq617Y/s1600/April+2010+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFHCQlKdI/AAAAAAAAA5I/D6FrYIq617Y/s400/April+2010+339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194134981913042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFH_GbcYI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Yf8dS8zLUto/s1600/April+2010+346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFH_GbcYI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Yf8dS8zLUto/s400/April+2010+346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194151313895810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFIfJPUmI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/9FGK4QQVI9g/s1600/April+2010+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFIfJPUmI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/9FGK4QQVI9g/s400/April+2010+347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465194159915618914" 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/34624114-3172655187348793994?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3172655187348793994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3172655187348793994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3172655187348793994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3172655187348793994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-scream-you-scream.html' title='I scream, you scream'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9hFFi_M3PI/AAAAAAAAA44/Qe5ffcx8bVA/s72-c/April+2010+336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8015967153707587499</id><published>2010-04-28T08:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:17:42.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snacks on the Swing</title><content type='html'>The Coursey kids came over a couple of days ago to enjoy the weather with us.  After a while the fabulous foursome were ready for a little break.  The backyard swing made a great resting spot and there was lots of lemonade and pretzels to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy kids!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g9f8iaWVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nY5iZwWI8H0/s1600/April+2010+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g9f8iaWVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nY5iZwWI8H0/s400/April+2010+318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465185766849796434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g9gSXDjGI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BrAKDgtczDw/s1600/April+2010+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g9gSXDjGI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BrAKDgtczDw/s400/April+2010+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465185772707744866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his lemonade&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Qf6wtxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/auaVp0wXeoU/s1600/April+2010+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Qf6wtxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/auaVp0wXeoU/s400/April+2010+313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186600980887314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selah examining her pretzels&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Ps0znaI/AAAAAAAAA4g/2II1vtxxYhg/s1600/April+2010+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Ps0znaI/AAAAAAAAA4g/2II1vtxxYhg/s400/April+2010+312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186587265703330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline inhaling her snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-PUh2QQI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZcJcAAkFGMg/s1600/April+2010+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-PUh2QQI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZcJcAAkFGMg/s400/April+2010+311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186580743733506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthan figuring out how to dump out his Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Q5Fm1oI/AAAAAAAAA4w/m4vL3w_81qs/s1600/April+2010+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g-Q5Fm1oI/AAAAAAAAA4w/m4vL3w_81qs/s400/April+2010+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465186607737263746" 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/34624114-8015967153707587499?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8015967153707587499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8015967153707587499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8015967153707587499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8015967153707587499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/snacks-on-swing.html' title='Snacks on the Swing'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9g9f8iaWVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nY5iZwWI8H0/s72-c/April+2010+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7767226692273407793</id><published>2010-04-26T08:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:52:26.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to work!</title><content type='html'>Now that Jason's not hard at work at work (or as much as he was for the last few months) he's kicking it into high gear at home.  While I taught an all-day childbirth class on Saturday, he spent the day with the kids at his parents house.  They headed to the Plant Shed and Gigi and Pappaw hooked us up with some lovely plants to spruce up our backyard.  Jason spent the afternoon yesterday getting them all in the ground.  Jack even helped by digging some holes and planting most of the caladiums.  It looks wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack's working hard!  He needed a swing break!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZmrvLonI/AAAAAAAAA3g/VwJ1Iin8egQ/s1600/April+2010+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZmrvLonI/AAAAAAAAA3g/VwJ1Iin8egQ/s400/April+2010+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464442612738663026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abelias and caladiums&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZnLZIDZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/r2VJ7nlOTxM/s1600/April+2010+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZnLZIDZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/r2VJ7nlOTxM/s400/April+2010+303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464442621236088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much prettier than the weed garden we had just a week ago!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZovykISI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v8mnkmNfbXU/s1600/April+2010+307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZovykISI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v8mnkmNfbXU/s400/April+2010+307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464442648186331426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gulfstream nandinas&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZoHz-keI/AAAAAAAAA34/320-bijNMUQ/s1600/April+2010+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZoHz-keI/AAAAAAAAA34/320-bijNMUQ/s400/April+2010+304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464442637454840290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They may not look like much now but they're going to grow fast in this bed with full sun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZnsJZhcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1_9LXuPqvsc/s1600/April+2010+306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZnsJZhcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1_9LXuPqvsc/s400/April+2010+306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464442630028494274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7767226692273407793?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7767226692273407793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7767226692273407793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7767226692273407793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7767226692273407793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-to-work.html' title='Get to work!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WZmrvLonI/AAAAAAAAA3g/VwJ1Iin8egQ/s72-c/April+2010+301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1231818892800741470</id><published>2010-04-26T08:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:41:56.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Day Off</title><content type='html'>With tax season ending on April 15, Jason decided to make last weekend a little extra long and took Monday off.  We all had a wonderful time together at the Fort Worth Zoo, our go-to getaway.  We are SO GLAD to have Jason back!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7NyZk4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/6ayMjb12Fgo/s1600/April+2010+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7NyZk4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/6ayMjb12Fgo/s400/April+2010+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464438567429837698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7pHNh5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/kM94fu_gz3I/s1600/April+2010+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7pHNh5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/kM94fu_gz3I/s400/April+2010+249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464438574764885906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7yYRmYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/f2uLPzU4UtA/s1600/April+2010+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7yYRmYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/f2uLPzU4UtA/s400/April+2010+259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464438577252374914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV8g9q83I/AAAAAAAAA2w/2TTIcAmVAVs/s1600/April+2010+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV8g9q83I/AAAAAAAAA2w/2TTIcAmVAVs/s400/April+2010+261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464438589757256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV9DtodJI/AAAAAAAAA24/5WAP8t9ojug/s1600/April+2010+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV9DtodJI/AAAAAAAAA24/5WAP8t9ojug/s400/April+2010+268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464438599085225106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WXKnUvfjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AZJT1Qld2EQ/s1600/April+2010+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WXKnUvfjI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AZJT1Qld2EQ/s400/April+2010+282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464439931494432306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WX4ZBNQHI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/TpP3Jw8D6wA/s1600/April+2010+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WX4ZBNQHI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/TpP3Jw8D6wA/s400/April+2010+292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464440717928382578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WXLjaKoFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/E6yNzFfRapo/s1600/April+2010+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WXLjaKoFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/E6yNzFfRapo/s400/April+2010+296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464439947623309394" 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/34624114-1231818892800741470?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1231818892800741470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1231818892800741470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1231818892800741470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1231818892800741470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/daddys-day-off.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Day Off'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WV7NyZk4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/6ayMjb12Fgo/s72-c/April+2010+246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6144375611646291316</id><published>2010-04-26T08:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:04:48.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big (wet) Birthday Bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WSVAKlQ_I/AAAAAAAAA1o/yROzVAqTexY/s1600/April+2010+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WSVAKlQ_I/AAAAAAAAA1o/yROzVAqTexY/s400/April+2010+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464434612403258354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's birthday party day arrived with much excitement and anticipation last Saturday.  Jack has been talking about his party for weeks and weeks.  He and Caroline had been having regular practice parties in their play kitchen on a daily basis.  Finally the day arrived.  And it was raining.  And raining.  And raining some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, rain or shine the bounce house company comes... kind of like the mailman, I guess.  He arrived bright and early at our house - 7:30am.  It was a little torturous for the kids to have to sit in the kitchen and eat their breakfast when a giant Thomas the Tank Engine bounce house was staring at them from the other side of the window.  They muddled through and after a little while, were able to go out and bounce until the rain picked up again.  Most of the day was a cycle of bouncing, running in to stay dry and wait for the rain to stop, run back out and towel off the bounce house, and bouncing again.  Over, and over, and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the party started (4pm) it was raining steadily.  That certainly didn't keep the kiddos from jumping like maniacs!  Jack's party was so fun and flew by in a flurry of water, mud, pizza, cake, presents, thank-yous, and good-byes.  He had a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline and Reagan, soaking wet from jumping&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTbrGP1uI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GE9wyq38r_8/s1600/April+2010+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTbrGP1uI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GE9wyq38r_8/s400/April+2010+207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464435826518644450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the crew in the playroom&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTcHyJbeI/AAAAAAAAA14/kLeOyp_XqF4/s1600/April+2010+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTcHyJbeI/AAAAAAAAA14/kLeOyp_XqF4/s400/April+2010+208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464435834218966498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO HAPPY!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTcl3_qYI/AAAAAAAAA2A/PY9NgRkFt-U/s1600/April+2010+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTcl3_qYI/AAAAAAAAA2A/PY9NgRkFt-U/s400/April+2010+218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464435842296555906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gigi and Jack having a discussion about his goodies&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTdFvv8oI/AAAAAAAAA2I/bY96karI12s/s1600/April+2010+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTdFvv8oI/AAAAAAAAA2I/bY96karI12s/s400/April+2010+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464435850851906178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, just before I had to peel her soaking wet clothes off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTdekzNEI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/BltincXoUIc/s1600/April+2010+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WTdekzNEI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/BltincXoUIc/s400/April+2010+232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464435857516868674" 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/34624114-6144375611646291316?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6144375611646291316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6144375611646291316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6144375611646291316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6144375611646291316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-wet-birthday-bash.html' title='The Big (wet) Birthday Bash!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S9WSVAKlQ_I/AAAAAAAAA1o/yROzVAqTexY/s72-c/April+2010+201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8260229017255097429</id><published>2010-04-12T08:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:00:14.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is near!</title><content type='html'>The end of Tax Season 2010, that is!  I don't think I've EVER been so excited to see April 15th come!  The kids really notice Jason not being here and these last few months have been really hard on the whole family.  We can't wait to have Jason home for bedtimes and are so ready for our three-day weekends!  Family time, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's really easy for me to get into a funk about how hard things are during busy season.  Some days I have to work really hard to get out of it and other days I just don't even want to get out of it.  I've been doing lots of feeling sorry for myself lately.  I read something the other day that basically said "You can't be unhappy if you're thankful".  How true is that?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, my life is SO hard... My husband's gone a lot because he has a great job that he really loves.  Bummer.  My kids are happy and healthy and acting like a two-year-old and a four-year-old should act.  Terrible.  My house is a mess sometimes and things go wrong with it (just like anyone else's house).  Yep, I have a house.  Awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How silly does that sound?  The truth is that the Lord is pouring his blessings out on me and I'm giving him grief about it.  I'm completely ungrateful.  Why?  Because I'm human.  Arrogant.  Selfish.  If I would realize that the gifts and blessings He's giving me are what are perfect for me I'm sure I'd be a whole lot more content.  So, that's what I'm doing.  Praise the Lord for my husband, partner, and love that He's given me in Jason.  Glory to Him for my wonderful kids, Jack and Caroline, who are happy, healthy, and all in all, amazing.  I see His fingerprints when I look at them.  They were created in His image and are a testament to what an amazing God he is.  Thank you Jesus for all the provisions you've given my family... my home, two cars that work and are reliable, jobs for me and Jason that provide enough to support our family.  The abundance of blessings is just too great to list them all.  I'm so thankful for all God's good gifts.  So, today I'm meditating on this passage from Paul's letter to the Philippians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rejoice in the Lord  always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord  is near. Do not be  anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with  thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all  understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians 4:4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-8260229017255097429?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8260229017255097429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8260229017255097429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8260229017255097429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8260229017255097429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/end-is-near.html' title='The end is near!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6164871336372555766</id><published>2010-04-09T08:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:09:01.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack is four!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78u3bZVGgI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Fods6xKmY6c/s1600/April+2010+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78u3bZVGgI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Fods6xKmY6c/s400/April+2010+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458132803178011138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what a whirlwind of a birthday it was!  We woke up and Little Man bounded into our room and said "MOM!  I turned FOUR!  Can you believe it?!"  He was so excited.  There's just something about "four" that makes you a "big boy" and not even remotely close to a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few early morning snuggles in bed we all enjoyed breakfast together.  It's become a bit of a tradition to get your breakfast with candles in it on your birthday so Jack had waffles, complete with birthday candles.  After brekkie, we all got ready for the day and were off to take Jack to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack had a school performance yesterday so Caroline and I got to go and see the Rodeo Roundup!  We only stayed through Jack's class' part because Caroline was soooo uninterested and ready to go.  The kids did a really good job and Jack participated, which is kind of a big deal.  He's pretty stubborn and doesn't want to do anything unless it's his idea so I was really glad to see him following instruction for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent cookies and a special book with Jack to school for his celebration during snack time.  He was so excited about it.  I think his excitement got the best of him though because when I went to pick him up his teacher, Mrs. Harris, said he'd had a rough day.  Apparently, he wasn't able to control himself well and was just kind of irritating the other kids.  One, so much so, that she BIT him on the FACE.  I was not happy about that, no matter how annoying Jack was to her.  Anyway, he also had to go sit in the office because he couldn't be quiet during rest time and was disturbing the other children.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we spent the rest of the afternoon playing outside and Jack got to pick what we had for dinner.  Pizza, of course!  Jack, Caroline and I had dinner and then cake together before bath and bed.  Both kids were exhausted after all the excitement of the day and were asleep before 7:30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Jack,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot begin to express how proud we are of what a wonderful boy you're growing into.  You're so fun to be around!  You love your sister so much and you two are becoming such close friends (when you're not trying to take one another 's toys).  You are growing more and more independent each day and I can't wait to see what kind of young man you'll become.  Daddy and I love you so much and we thank the Lord each day for you.  You are fearfully and wonderfully made!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love always,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm THIS many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sNTJxAUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nppqYXYthM8/s1600/April+2010+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sNTJxAUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nppqYXYthM8/s400/April+2010+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129880387486018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, doodling on my phone while we wait for the program to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sN-8OQeI/AAAAAAAAA0A/6ziQZarRxkA/s1600/April+2010+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sN-8OQeI/AAAAAAAAA0A/6ziQZarRxkA/s400/April+2010+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129892141842914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yee haw!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sOf1Cy1I/AAAAAAAAA0I/02M-lXMh3nA/s1600/April+2010+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sOf1Cy1I/AAAAAAAAA0I/02M-lXMh3nA/s400/April+2010+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129900970101586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet boy after his performance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sO5flDfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/wPIEUhACCDc/s1600/April+2010+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sO5flDfI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/wPIEUhACCDc/s400/April+2010+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129907859394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the big swing outside&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sPK9tXQI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ni67VM6tTkQ/s1600/April+2010+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78sPK9tXQI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ni67VM6tTkQ/s400/April+2010+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458129912549170434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wearing brother's birthday crown from school&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tHNaZ4vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/9VbirqBEDJI/s1600/April+2010+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tHNaZ4vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/9VbirqBEDJI/s400/April+2010+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458130875279074034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mom, it sure is a beautiful day for swinging!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tHqEBwCI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xNUjVpDm3zk/s1600/April+2010+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tHqEBwCI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xNUjVpDm3zk/s400/April+2010+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458130882969845794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tIUiliMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bdJk_xFBxIM/s1600/April+2010+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tIUiliMI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bdJk_xFBxIM/s400/April+2010+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458130894372309186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to me!  Jack got a Train Repair Shop and is so excited about it!  He said "This is going to be totally awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tI7id91I/AAAAAAAAA04/7Y2iNaz9kw0/s1600/April+2010+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tI7id91I/AAAAAAAAA04/7Y2iNaz9kw0/s400/April+2010+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458130904840795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the spot on his cheek that looks like his Gigi kissed him.  Not a kiss.  That's where he was bitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tJK9yMaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kz53UTJP62A/s1600/April+2010+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78tJK9yMaI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kz53UTJP62A/s400/April+2010+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458130908981899682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t8f1y6lI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IpymdctBzRs/s1600/April+2010+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t8f1y6lI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IpymdctBzRs/s400/April+2010+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458131790758865490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t8zD4XxI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dVbu0raW45w/s1600/April+2010+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t8zD4XxI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dVbu0raW45w/s400/April+2010+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458131795918216978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmm... frosting.  Both kids only ate frosting last night.  I guess I should just learn to mold frosting into shapes and forget the cake, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t9UwchlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aQrL26ezptc/s1600/April+2010+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78t9UwchlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aQrL26ezptc/s400/April+2010+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458131804963505746" 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/34624114-6164871336372555766?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6164871336372555766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6164871336372555766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6164871336372555766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6164871336372555766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/jack-is-four.html' title='Jack is four!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S78u3bZVGgI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Fods6xKmY6c/s72-c/April+2010+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7259961832507487051</id><published>2010-04-08T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:40:01.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few...</title><content type='html'>...cute pics I caught with my phone recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack at Toys R Us.  He couldn't resist the urge to hop on this tractor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1070.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My good friend Rae and her sweet baby Jackson Luke!  Love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1071.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline is showing us just how much she loves her beans at Mijo's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1072.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swinging sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1073.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1074.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is sneaking a sip of Caroline's lemonade while she's not looking.  Opportunity knocks, ya know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1075.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7259961832507487051?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7259961832507487051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7259961832507487051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7259961832507487051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7259961832507487051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-few.html' title='Just a few...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-523502094069746886</id><published>2010-04-08T14:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:30:31.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a jungle out there!</title><content type='html'>We spent the morning yesterday enjoying the weather and animals at the Fort Worth Zoo.  They've just opened the new &lt;a href="http://www.fortworthzoo.com/conserve/mola.html"&gt;Museum of Living Art&lt;/a&gt; and it's amazing!  I actually really love the name... God's creatures, His creation, are truly works of art.  It's amazing to look at each organism and see His fingerprints in the complexities of life.  I'm in awe of the intricate beings He's created, for our enjoyment and His glory!  The kids had a fantastic time, we enjoyed a yummy lunch, and rode the train, of course!  Both kiddos passed out on the way home after all the excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack, loving the turtles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748MwdJEJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Bww-_VKZqdE/s1600/April+2010+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748MwdJEJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Bww-_VKZqdE/s400/April+2010+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457865988282847378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sssssssnakes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748Nc91caI/AAAAAAAAAzo/4tR3RWGSwuY/s1600/April+2010+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748Nc91caI/AAAAAAAAAzo/4tR3RWGSwuY/s400/April+2010+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457866000231133602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved the Poison Dart Tree Frogs!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748NvSVmmI/AAAAAAAAAzw/1xJRyZxJXrk/s1600/April+2010+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748NvSVmmI/AAAAAAAAAzw/1xJRyZxJXrk/s400/April+2010+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457866005148965474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline on the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1047.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and Jack on the train.  He loves trains.  Did you know that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/08/s_1049.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-523502094069746886?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/523502094069746886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=523502094069746886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/523502094069746886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/523502094069746886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-jungle-out-there.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a jungle out there!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S748MwdJEJI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Bww-_VKZqdE/s72-c/April+2010+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1071028462934116251</id><published>2010-04-06T20:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:20:21.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party of three</title><content type='html'>Oh, this weather!  It's absolutely fantastic.  We're spending most of our time outside enjoying the backyard.  I know it'll be hotter than blue blazes here in a couple of months and I want to soak up as much springtime as I can.  The kids are loving it... playing in the sandbox, swinging, sliding, and running through the grass barefoot.  Life doesn't get much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening we decided to take dinner outside and have a picnic.  On the menu: smoked sausages and pasta salad, celery and Doritos, and strawberry shortcake for dessert.  Yum!  We spread out our blanket and went to town with just a minor interruption here and there for a swing break.  After dinner Jack wanted me to lay down on the blanket so we could snuggle and "watch the sky".  I can't think of a better way to spend an evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our spread&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcbxemmPI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/-zq4gwZb88w/s1600/April+2010+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcbxemmPI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/-zq4gwZb88w/s400/April+2010+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457197743185762546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vccSIgk7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Dd5Gzc-GNF8/s1600/April+2010+047.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vccSIgk7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Dd5Gzc-GNF8/s400/April+2010+047.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457197751951463346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheeseface!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcdMnAY0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/V-syKgJYv1o/s1600/April+2010+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcdMnAY0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/V-syKgJYv1o/s400/April+2010+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457197767648633666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugs... and yes, I posed this pic.  They were tackling each other when I told them to hug.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcdeyETFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WSlD65UwG3U/s1600/April+2010+049.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcdeyETFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WSlD65UwG3U/s400/April+2010+049.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457197772526865490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a mouth full of bread.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcd-CM4PI/AAAAAAAAAyw/H_iKXVDUIU4/s1600/April+2010+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcd-CM4PI/AAAAAAAAAyw/H_iKXVDUIU4/s400/April+2010+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457197780916035826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Washing it down&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vc3puv4JI/AAAAAAAAAy4/883LYNI9EEs/s1600/April+2010+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vc3puv4JI/AAAAAAAAAy4/883LYNI9EEs/s400/April+2010+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457198222142333074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little boy blue&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vc4JM-MeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ha57CwSzJK4/s1600/April+2010+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vc4JM-MeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ha57CwSzJK4/s400/April+2010+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457198230590599650" 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/34624114-1071028462934116251?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1071028462934116251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1071028462934116251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1071028462934116251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1071028462934116251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/party-of-three.html' title='Party of three'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7vcbxemmPI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/-zq4gwZb88w/s72-c/April+2010+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1236284619215149472</id><published>2010-04-05T08:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:28:11.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful day yesterday celebrating Christ's resurrection with family and friends!  We headed to church EARLY in the morning for the 8 am service.  We then went back home for Easter basket fun and some speed cooking before going to the Coursey's for lunch with our small group.  After lunch the kids had a great time hunting eggs and playing outside together.  Shortly thereafter, we were on the move again... this time to Gigi and Pappaw's.  It was a whirlwind of a day but the kids had a blast and we made some great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Basket Booty&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njYUPyX7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/8R19C8usEN4/s1600/April+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njYUPyX7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/8R19C8usEN4/s400/April+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642430427357106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my sweet kids&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njYrJRfkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dlTHf7GaHE4/s1600/April+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njYrJRfkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dlTHf7GaHE4/s400/April+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642436574051906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What'd ya get?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njZArCkLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/z5TV0keviM4/s1600/April+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njZArCkLI/AAAAAAAAAxg/z5TV0keviM4/s400/April+2010+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642442352824498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their first taste of Peeps... LOVED them!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njZvgLTPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/E-IJccXxjFA/s1600/April+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njZvgLTPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/E-IJccXxjFA/s400/April+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642454923726066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty girls!  Caroline, Selah, and Bre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njaNBZpvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/7EgcgPgJR2Y/s1600/April+2010+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njaNBZpvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/7EgcgPgJR2Y/s400/April+2010+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456642462847706866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hunt is on!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkP5yi7xI/AAAAAAAAAx4/VDVBBS-rGUA/s1600/April+2010+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkP5yi7xI/AAAAAAAAAx4/VDVBBS-rGUA/s400/April+2010+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456643385398062866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline needed a little direction but figured it out pretty quickly.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkQDlAFpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/SGvjev6MPRY/s1600/April+2010+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkQDlAFpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/SGvjev6MPRY/s400/April+2010+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456643388025607826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look what I've got!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkQ38yc4I/AAAAAAAAAyI/7Zm1-JB0-4M/s1600/April+2010+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7nkQ38yc4I/AAAAAAAAAyI/7Zm1-JB0-4M/s400/April+2010+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456643402084021122" 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/34624114-1236284619215149472?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1236284619215149472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1236284619215149472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1236284619215149472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1236284619215149472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S7njYUPyX7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/8R19C8usEN4/s72-c/April+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6471748859384072950</id><published>2010-04-01T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:09:19.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Storytime!</title><content type='html'>Caroline's reading me a story!  Sweet girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/01/1297.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/04/01/s_1297.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6471748859384072950?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6471748859384072950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6471748859384072950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6471748859384072950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6471748859384072950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/04/storytime.html' title='Storytime!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2676797860077111403</id><published>2010-03-31T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:50:53.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The shirt off his back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're gearing up for the big birthday next week and the party to follow the weekend after.  I decided to make Jack a shirt to commemorate the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/31/1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/31/s_1231.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2676797860077111403?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2676797860077111403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2676797860077111403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2676797860077111403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2676797860077111403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/shirt-off-his-back.html' title='The shirt off his back'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2371082954664771951</id><published>2010-03-27T14:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T14:09:32.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65XolBhoZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/QibRFIB9YT4/s1600/March+2010+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65XolBhoZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/QibRFIB9YT4/s400/March+2010+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453392553437143442" 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/34624114-2371082954664771951?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2371082954664771951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2371082954664771951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2371082954664771951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2371082954664771951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/mommy-and-me.html' title='Mommy and Me'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65XolBhoZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/QibRFIB9YT4/s72-c/March+2010+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5842210613012935257</id><published>2010-03-27T13:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T14:03:15.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my shadow.  Jack seems a little less than thrilled to be playing goalie.  He actually had a good time doing it but you wouldn't know it from this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65WBLbuWrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/g-WDZieHrmg/s1600/March+2010+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65WBLbuWrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/g-WDZieHrmg/s400/March+2010+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453390777041181362" 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/34624114-5842210613012935257?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5842210613012935257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5842210613012935257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5842210613012935257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5842210613012935257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-me.html' title='Just me...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65WBLbuWrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/g-WDZieHrmg/s72-c/March+2010+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8256305000829561964</id><published>2010-03-27T13:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:57:31.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65VCSwwLCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rOREXuAYjvE/s1600/March+2010+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65VCSwwLCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rOREXuAYjvE/s400/March+2010+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389696676670498" 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/34624114-8256305000829561964?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8256305000829561964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8256305000829561964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8256305000829561964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8256305000829561964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/corny.html' title='Corny'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S65VCSwwLCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rOREXuAYjvE/s72-c/March+2010+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1258818621574799533</id><published>2010-03-26T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:15:11.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/s_456.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" width="210" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-1258818621574799533?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1258818621574799533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1258818621574799533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1258818621574799533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1258818621574799533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-daddy.html' title='Where&amp;#39;s Daddy?'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5261318868501634242</id><published>2010-03-26T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:13:32.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti Slurps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homemade spaghetti and meatballs makes for happy kids!  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/s_452.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" width="210" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/s_454.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" width="210" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5261318868501634242?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5261318868501634242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5261318868501634242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5261318868501634242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5261318868501634242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/spaghetti-slurps.html' title='Spaghetti Slurps'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3714801958275248233</id><published>2010-03-26T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:09:21.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Allergy</title><content type='html'>We had to make another trip to Dr. Raine's office on Wednesday.  This is the third time in ten days that we've graced him with our presence.  We like him and all but this is too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell ya how it went down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to our Moms in the Outfield playgroup at church on Wednesday morning with everyone feeling great.  Jack had a wonderful time running off some energy and bouncing his head off in the bounce house.  We sang songs and had a fantastic time.  When it was time to go home the kids were helping clean up by picking up all the balls.  Nothing unusual as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the car Jack had a little welt under his left eye and said it itched.  It looked a little like a bug bite but seemed like no big deal.  Well, in the five minutes it took us to drive home we were faced with a different story.  His left eye had swollen almost completely shut.  I'll admit, I freaked out a little bit.  I had to step out of the car and calm myself down and then call the pediatrician who said to bring him right in.  Here's what it looked like after about ten minutes in the doctor's waiting room.  A little better but still super swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/s_427.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" width="210" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thankfully, Dr. Raine took one look at Jack and immediately calmed him (and me) down.  Jack was so worried that he was going to touch his eye and was NOT happy about being in his office again.  The doc proclaimed that Jack was just allergic to something and asked about the circumstances leading up to his condition.  I explained about being at playgroup and putting away the balls.  I then mentioned a couple of other incidents, both not as severe, that involved similar circumstances... playing in the gym at church with the balls.  So, the verdict was that Jack was allergic to something either where the balls are stored or whatever disinfecting agent is used to clean the balls.  Now I have to do some research and find out exactly WHAT that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's Jack a dose of Benadryl and a few hours later, lounging on the couch with me and watching Disney's Robin Hood.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/26/s_426.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" border="0" width="210" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;His eyes now are still a little swollen but he's back at 100%.  I swear,  this kid's gonna give me a heart attack by the time he's five!  What  can I say?  He's my child, through and through... I was allergic to  everything when I was a kid.  Thankfully, I've outgrown it and I'm  praying that Jack does too (though I don't think the peanut allergy is  going anywhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3714801958275248233?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3714801958275248233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3714801958275248233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3714801958275248233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3714801958275248233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-allergy.html' title='Another Allergy'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3919963485136578422</id><published>2010-03-24T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:13:16.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Slumber</title><content type='html'>Just before I had to wake her up to get Jack from school.  I hated to do it.  She was so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/24/1294.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/24/s_1294.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3919963485136578422?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3919963485136578422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3919963485136578422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3919963485136578422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3919963485136578422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-slumber.html' title='Sweet Slumber'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1189497549912225003</id><published>2010-03-16T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:57:22.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Owls had their first soccer practice this evening.  Jack had so much fun and only shed a few tears.  He was mad when the team was playing Duck, Duck, Goose.  He told me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; came to play soccer and that's what he wanted to do.  He sat and pouted for a bit and then was back at it in time for drills.  He can't wait for his next practice though I think we'll work a bit on his team spirit.  Go Owls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1LqZSjMI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mo-5I6JrXuc/s1600-h/March+2010+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1LqZSjMI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mo-5I6JrXuc/s400/March+2010+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449414023593495746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dribble, dribble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1LGzlHAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4TYdmi-xoCU/s1600-h/March+2010+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1LGzlHAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4TYdmi-xoCU/s400/March+2010+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449414014040087554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1K1EB4kI/AAAAAAAAAwA/IBkCH7jz8Ts/s1600-h/March+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1K1EB4kI/AAAAAAAAAwA/IBkCH7jz8Ts/s400/March+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449414009277243970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man to man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1J3FZ90I/AAAAAAAAAvw/NuF4243OcjI/s1600-h/March+2010+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1J3FZ90I/AAAAAAAAAvw/NuF4243OcjI/s400/March+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449413992640018242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack got it.  Too bad it was from a teammate!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1KSYHCkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/KwBPhxOwt6g/s1600-h/March+2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1KSYHCkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/KwBPhxOwt6g/s400/March+2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449413999966227010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-1189497549912225003?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1189497549912225003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1189497549912225003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1189497549912225003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1189497549912225003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/soccer-shots.html' title='Soccer Shots'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S6A1LqZSjMI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mo-5I6JrXuc/s72-c/March+2010+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-76236086703600907</id><published>2010-03-16T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:16:35.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is getting accustomed to his new soccer gear just in time for his first practice this evening.  I could only get them to pose together if I gave them lollipops.  Bribery at it's finest.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_1CrODVFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bc0tdyNKQ14/s1600-h/March+2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_1CrODVFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bc0tdyNKQ14/s400/March+2010+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449343500451796050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_1C27KRzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/e0vNNztaoco/s1600-h/March+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_1C27KRzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/e0vNNztaoco/s400/March+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449343503593785138" 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/34624114-76236086703600907?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/76236086703600907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=76236086703600907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/76236086703600907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/76236086703600907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/kick-it.html' title='Kick it!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_1CrODVFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bc0tdyNKQ14/s72-c/March+2010+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-330148157810894296</id><published>2010-03-16T12:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:41:54.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantego Ink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully she used washable markers and it was all gone in a matter of minutes with a couple of baby wipes.  She does make an awfully cute canvas, though!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_CFGm9BLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/KpSYpfqi6R0/s1600-h/March+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_CFGm9BLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/KpSYpfqi6R0/s400/March+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449287467070719154" 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/34624114-330148157810894296?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/330148157810894296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=330148157810894296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/330148157810894296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/330148157810894296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/pantego-ink.html' title='Pantego Ink'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S5_CFGm9BLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/KpSYpfqi6R0/s72-c/March+2010+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-7723230667901236564</id><published>2010-03-16T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:10:26.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, well, well...</title><content type='html'>We're all working on getting well around here.  After the kiddos week of illness, Jason and I started feeling yucky near the end of the week.  By Sunday morning we were full on sick.  Really sick.  We both headed to CareNow on Sunday morning to get some much needed meds.  We both have the same thing the kids had - double ear infection and upper respiratory infection for me and an ear infection, sinus infection, and upper respiratory infection for Jason.  Nice.  So, our whole family made it to the doctor in one week.  That's a first and I hope we don't have to endure that again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all on the upswing.  Jack's at 100% and Caroline's not far behind.  Jason and I are still feeling puny in the evenings but are much better than we were a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's got his first soccer practice tonight and is so excited.  Hopefully he'll be as excited when we get there as he is now.  He's funny about changing his mind about things at the last minute.  Thankfully, our friend Terry is his coach and Selah's on the team so he should do fine.  GO OWLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prayers.  Keep 'em coming!  That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-7723230667901236564?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/7723230667901236564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=7723230667901236564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7723230667901236564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/7723230667901236564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-well-well.html' title='Well, well, well...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2797386603781969197</id><published>2010-03-11T12:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:46:12.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If it's not one thing...</title><content type='html'>So, this week has been a challenge to say the least and it's only Thursday.  It seems like we can't catch a break at the Maurice house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in the thick of busy season.  In essence, I'm a single parent from late January to mid-April.  It's tough.  I don't know how "real" single parents and military spouses do it.  Seriously.  I should just start putting money away for my therapy bills.  Kidding.  Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If busy season, in and of itself isn't enough to make me run for the hills, this week has been particularly hard.  The kids went to my mom's on Friday night because Jason and I both had to work all day Saturday.  They had a great time at Yaya's... cooking, playing outside, watching the sun come up, even a trip to the Gainesville Zoo.  Fun times.  Mom packed them back up, drove them home and delivered them to our house on Saturday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got them here, she and Jason remarked about how red, swollen, and teary Jack's eyes were.  He just wasn't acting himself either.  The Thompsons came over and Jack just wanted to lay in our bed, in the dark, and watch TV.  He didn't want pizza for dinner.  He didn't want to play with Riley and Victoria.  He wanted to be in bed and be left alone.  Not normal for Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he seemed a bit better on Sunday but we kept him home from church.  The extra time with Jason was really great for him but by lunchtime he was spent.  He and Caroline both took nice, long naps.  This is a rarity in our house - Jack hasn't napped at home in about a month.  After naps, Caroline and I loaded up in Jason's car with a baby gift and some yummy appetizers that I'd spent the afternoon preparing for our friend Rae's baby shower.  As we were pulling in to Rae's driveway Caroline threw up.  A lot.  We delivered the food and gift and headed back home.  Caroline threw up two more times on the way back.  Not fun.  After getting her bathed and the car cleaned out she seemed better.  She went to bed with no problem that night and the puking hasn't returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack seemed better on Monday but had a hard night's sleep that night.  I kept him home from school on Tuesday and took him in to see Dr. Harris (she shares an office with Dr. Raine) who discovered that he had a severe sinus infection that had settled in his eyes and a pretty bad ear infection.  We've not got antibiotics on board and Jack was able to return to school this morning.  He's feeling better but still in a bit of a funk, attitude-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline was awakened early this morning.  Jack was up before six and decided everyone else needed to be up too.  She heard him yelling and was ready to get up... or just not able to go back to sleep because of the noise.  After dropping Jack off at school she and I headed to Target (or mecca, whatever) to get a few things.  After about ten minutes she started whining and crying that she wanted to go home.  She'd say "Not in there!  No more shirts!  No more shoes!" She was having fits about what we were doing in the store at every turn.  My girl loves to shop and be out so this was very odd.  We came home and she wanted to lay on the couch and watch Dora... not unusual.  She wanted oatmeal for lunch... a little unusual.  She ate about five bites and then just started crying for no reason.  She wanted to go to bed.  "NO BOOKS!  LIGHT OFF!  TAKE A NAP!"  She was very upset but settled once in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About five minutes later she was screeching and yelling that she had a boo boo.  I went to her room and she was inconsolable.  It took me about five minutes to get her calmed down and find out what was going on.  She finally was able to eek out "Ear boo boo!" between sobs.  I gave her some Tylenol, some snuggles and kisses, and put her back to bed.  She's got a doctor's appointment this afternoon.  I'm nearly sure she's got an ear infection.  Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, prayers for us to make it till April 15 would be great.  Prayers for us to be well and happy would be wonderful.  Prayers for me to stay patient with my kids, no matter how frustrated or sad they are (busy season's taking it's toll on them) would be fantastic.  I know that Christ will give me strength to make it through but it seems like I'm having a hard time remembering that in the midst of these trials.  Pray that I remember.  Thanks friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caroline does, indeed, have an ear infection.  A really, really bad ear infection that's likely to rupture.  She's cried most of the day.  Thankfully, she's got ibuprofen and numbing drops on board as well as a super antibiotic.  It must be super because it's super priced.  $211 for 10 days worth.  Thank the Lord for manufacturer coupons and a pediatrician that understands my crummy insurance policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2797386603781969197?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2797386603781969197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2797386603781969197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2797386603781969197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2797386603781969197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-its-not-one-thing.html' title='If it&apos;s not one thing...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6286358419750272165</id><published>2010-03-09T09:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:24:11.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Caroline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're working on our fine motor skills.  Pretty soon I'll have an entire collection of jewelry to sell on Etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/s_431.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-6286358419750272165?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6286358419750272165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6286358419750272165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6286358419750272165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6286358419750272165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/crafty-caroline.html' title='Crafty Caroline'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-144903981447174265</id><published>2010-03-09T09:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:21:38.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T-R-O-U-B-L-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what we're in for.  She's practicing her best diva-esque pose.  Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/s_423.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-144903981447174265?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/144903981447174265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=144903981447174265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/144903981447174265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/144903981447174265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/t-r-o-u-b-l-e.html' title='T-R-O-U-B-L-E'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3484506221038486793</id><published>2010-03-09T09:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:17:55.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a gorgeous day last week we enjoyed a picnic in the backyard.  Spring is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/03/09/s_419.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3484506221038486793?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3484506221038486793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3484506221038486793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3484506221038486793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3484506221038486793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunny-day.html' title='Sunny Day'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6692463136688549882</id><published>2010-02-28T11:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:51:54.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...we have pigtails!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qtJyZZA9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3zUi84VxweA/s1600-h/February+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qtJyZZA9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3zUi84VxweA/s400/February+2010+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443353483289363410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qszsDQItI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-Ri-z8jkFXk/s1600-h/February+2010+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qszsDQItI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-Ri-z8jkFXk/s400/February+2010+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443353103628772050" 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/34624114-6692463136688549882?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6692463136688549882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6692463136688549882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6692463136688549882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6692463136688549882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qtJyZZA9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3zUi84VxweA/s72-c/February+2010+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-9083718644019460658</id><published>2010-02-28T09:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:49:06.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snowy Day - Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing better than playing basketball in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZKlJ6kI/AAAAAAAAAuo/C9I39EaTfV8/s1600-h/February+2010+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZKlJ6kI/AAAAAAAAAuo/C9I39EaTfV8/s400/February+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443315264572222018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The problem with having this much snow in Texas is that we're poorly outfitted for the occasion.  Case in point - Hello Kitty rain boots instead of snow boots.  Oh well.  At least they were pink, Caroline's favorite color.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZoIkOsI/AAAAAAAAAuw/3HeR-HvLqP4/s1600-h/February+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZoIkOsI/AAAAAAAAAuw/3HeR-HvLqP4/s400/February+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443315272505375426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our snowman and attempt at a picture with him.  Caroline is actually hugging him and Jack is just trying to get away.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZ8NJUiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/9HflfnsmyQc/s1600-h/February+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZ8NJUiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/9HflfnsmyQc/s400/February+2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443315277893292578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of playing in the snow... hot chocolate!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKaelBJZI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3n-i4vKh7zk/s1600-h/February+2010+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKaelBJZI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3n-i4vKh7zk/s400/February+2010+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443315287120225682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-9083718644019460658?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/9083718644019460658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=9083718644019460658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/9083718644019460658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/9083718644019460658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowy-day-pictures.html' title='The Snowy Day - Pictures'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S4qKZKlJ6kI/AAAAAAAAAuo/C9I39EaTfV8/s72-c/February+2010+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-4350500886673900326</id><published>2010-02-17T08:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:27:54.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snowy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wK7C3AbnI/AAAAAAAAAug/1EQiiG2Rxp4/s1600-h/February+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wK7C3AbnI/AAAAAAAAAug/1EQiiG2Rxp4/s320/February+2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439234459452862066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, last Thursday was quite exciting here in North Texas!  We had more snowfall ever recorded at DFW!  The official measurement was 12.5 inches but I think we had around 13 or more here.  As exciting as the snow was, it only added to the excitement of our day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack had his school Valentine's Day party on Thursday morning.  Caroline and I dropped him off at school, ran a couple of errands and headed home for a bit before heading to the party.  On the way we picked up 20 Happy Meals from McDonald's.  My car still smells a little like a french fry!  The kids had a blast at the party.  Caroline just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; being with all the big kids.  She followed her brother around and did everything he did.  They had lunch together, decorated cookies together, did art together, and played bingo together.  So fun!  I decided just to bring Jack home after the party rather then wait till school was out.  I didn't want to venture out into the snow again if I didn't have to.  After the party we made the trek to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were still in the building we were walking behind a mom, Rachel, and three young girls.  She was remarking about what a mess this weather was and how much of a pain it was going to be to trudge to the car in the snow and slush with three little ones in tow.  I suggested I wait inside with her kids while she got her car if she'd do the same for me.  She thought it was a great idea. After she'd retrieved her car it was my turn.  I walked through the blizzard - this may be a bit of an exaggeration but it was a blizzard for us here in Texas - to my car.  Hop in, key in ignition, turn the key... nothing.  Just click, click... nothing.  Lovely.  Dead battery.  Cold, wet, and embarrassed and a little PO'ed I slosh back inside to tell Rachel "Thanks for watching my kids.  My car's dead and we'll just live at the church till we can dig our way out and walk home tomorrow"  A little defeatist attitude?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, THANK GOD FOR RACHEL!!!  She piled my munchkins in her car, popped in a movie and drove over to my cold, dead mom-bus.  Another kind lady in the parking lot lent us her cables and we hooked up and got to charging my battery in the hopes that a jump start would do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an aside... I do keep jumper cables in my car.  Unfortunately, I hadn't thought the location of my cables completely through.  They were under my third row seat, which was folded down, and cannot be unfolded unless you have power!  Not.  Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jump didn't work.  We sat in the parking lot for about 30 minutes and tried it... nothing.  Bummer.  Time for plan C, or D, or Z.  We took the kids seats out of my car and put them in Rachel's so she could drive us home.  Did I mention Rachel is awesome?!  Thankfully, our house is just a few blocks from hers.  Amazing how God puts the right people in the right places, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we're moving the seats over, Rachel says, nonchalantly, "Jack just threw up in my car.  It's no big deal".  I get to her car with the seat and she's cleaning it up like he's her own child.  Wow. Apparently, Jack was sharing Valentine candy with the girls in the back of the car and decided, against his better judgment, to eat a peanut M&amp;amp;M.  Not smart when you're allergic.  So, he threw it up. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we made it home safely.  Jason had to leave work early to change my battery in the blizzard.  What a man I have!  I am soooo thankful for him and that he knows his way around a car.  I'm so glad it wasn't me freezing my tush off under the hood! He did make a point to take some time and play in the snow with us, though.  We built a snowman and threw a few snowballs.  SO. MUCH. FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning we woke up to a winter wonderland outside.  Unfortunately, we also woke up to a broken power line in our backyard.    So, we called 911 and the police and fire department came, all before 7:30am.  The kids were uber excited!  We've got electricity but have been operating on diminished power since then.  Oncor hasn't made it out to fix the hot wire dangling over our driveway.  They said they'd have it done by Tuesday... well, it's Wednesday.  So, we're surviving.  The only real inconvenience, other than the danger, is our inability to use our microwave and garbage disposal.  It's just annoying, really.  How am I surviving not being able to use the microwave, you ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cooking my chicken nuggets in (GASP!) the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oven&lt;/span&gt;.  Old school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-4350500886673900326?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/4350500886673900326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=4350500886673900326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4350500886673900326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/4350500886673900326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowy-day.html' title='The Snowy Day'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wK7C3AbnI/AAAAAAAAAug/1EQiiG2Rxp4/s72-c/February+2010+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1420322261424563778</id><published>2010-02-17T08:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:47:00.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There were seven in the bed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the kiddos snuggled up watching Elmo at our small group Super Bowl party.  What a sweet, quiet moment.  It lasted about three minutes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wA8V4L5BI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6-o5QXVKfEI/s1600-h/February+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wA8V4L5BI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6-o5QXVKfEI/s400/February+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439223486621672466" 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/34624114-1420322261424563778?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1420322261424563778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1420322261424563778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1420322261424563778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1420322261424563778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-were-seven-in-bed.html' title='There were seven in the bed...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S3wA8V4L5BI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/6-o5QXVKfEI/s72-c/February+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5101710227431216744</id><published>2010-02-05T07:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:38:03.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bling, bling!</title><content type='html'>Sweet Caroline had a big day yesterday!  A rite of passage, if you will.  She got her ears pierced!  Now, I'll say we were planning on waiting until she was much older.  I wanted her to be able to tell me she wanted them done, plan for it, make an event of it.  I never thought we'd get them done this early.  But... she's been really interested in my earrings for quite some time now.  She has play earrings that she wants to wear all the time.  For her birthday, her sweet grandparents, Pappaw and Gigi, got her some beautiful diamond studs!  I don't even have diamond studs.  Well, that was the kicker.  I asked her if she wanted her ears pierced.  I told her it would hurt like a shot.  She said yes.  That was several weeks ago and she hasn't stopped talking about it since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wonderful is that one of the doctors at our pediatrician's office does ear piercing.  Everything is sterile, she's comfortable with the office, Dr. Harris is very particular about placement and they even gave us a prescription for numbing cream so it wouldn't hurt.  The most Caroline protested was when we had to take the band-aids off that I put on so the numbing cream wouldn't get on everything on the drive to the office.  She also got mad when Dr. Harris tried to put dots on her earlobes with a little marker.  We had to tell her that we were checking her ears so she would let us near her with the pen.  When it came time to get down to business it was no big deal.  She cried for just a few seconds.  Then she noticed her earrings in the mirror and said "Oooooo!  So brave!  I love it!"  Funny girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so proud of her earrings.  She's been talking about them and the experience ever since.  "My earrings.  Cried and cried.  So brave!  So beautiful!", she'll say, over and over.  Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the car.  She's got her band-aids on her ears so the numbing goo won't get everywhere.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2wj9BGvbZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/p9KU9WY-nFs/s1600-h/January+2010+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2wj9BGvbZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/p9KU9WY-nFs/s400/January+2010+256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434758381505047954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting in the doctor's office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/05/249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/05/s_249.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;BTW... does anyone else see the crooked smile that she has in these two pics?  I have the same crooked smile!  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; noticed that.  Maybe she does look a little like me after all.  Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right after.  She's got a lollipop in her mouth that turned her lips the most lovely shade of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/05/250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/05/s_250.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5101710227431216744?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5101710227431216744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5101710227431216744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5101710227431216744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5101710227431216744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/bling-bling.html' title='Bling, bling!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2wj9BGvbZI/AAAAAAAAAuI/p9KU9WY-nFs/s72-c/January+2010+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5672877822897661447</id><published>2010-02-03T12:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:59:52.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a new sheriff in town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2m7VhxhmbI/AAAAAAAAAuA/urQDLXxVCJU/s1600-h/January+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2m7VhxhmbI/AAAAAAAAAuA/urQDLXxVCJU/s400/January+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434080403916954034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he's laying down on the job!  Sometime between goodnight kisses and actually falling asleep, Jack found a badge sticker in his room from when the Tarrant County Sheriff's department came to visit his school.  If he really wants to be a lawman he'll have to be sure not to fall asleep after putting on his badge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5672877822897661447?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5672877822897661447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5672877822897661447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5672877822897661447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5672877822897661447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-new-sherriff-in-town.html' title='There&apos;s a new sheriff in town!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2m7VhxhmbI/AAAAAAAAAuA/urQDLXxVCJU/s72-c/January+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-8048330855180959500</id><published>2010-02-01T13:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:33:17.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I seeing double?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many candles are on that cupcake?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2cr59svK-I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JlAb0s0QXrk/s1600-h/January+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2cr59svK-I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JlAb0s0QXrk/s320/January+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433359750260534242" 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/34624114-8048330855180959500?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/8048330855180959500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=8048330855180959500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8048330855180959500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/8048330855180959500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-seeing-double.html' title='Am I seeing double?'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2cr59svK-I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JlAb0s0QXrk/s72-c/January+2010+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3557838290312277177</id><published>2010-01-29T09:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:59:43.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2MFc7wzGZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8xC-TdJfDBc/s1600-h/January+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2MFc7wzGZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8xC-TdJfDBc/s320/January+2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432191570175793554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline turned TWO on January 8th!  Can y'all believe it?  Me neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joy you are!  We love you more than you can know.  You love to talk and giggle and do things "all by self".  You have quite the sense of humor and love to make silly faces.  You are certainly a great communicator and will let us know what you want and that you want it RIGHT NOW!  You love to give hugs and kisses.  Brushing your teeth and getting your hair fixed is the highlight of your morning.  You're a great helper and love to "assist" me when I fold and put away your diapers.  You and your brother are getting to be good buddies... when you aren't beating each other up.  You have quite a screech and like to use it at the most inopportune times, usually in a quiet restaurant.  You've gotten really good at putting on your clothes but prefer to have them off.  You're often seen walking around the house in you play shoes with a purse and a cup waving and saying "Bye!  See you later".  You're great at imitating Mommy!  You love to read Bible stories and sing songs before bed.  Jesus Loves the Little Children is your current favorite.  We'll always remember you as our "greatest surprise".  We can't wait to see what the future holds for you.  Our lives are so much better because of you.  You bring joy, laughter, and sweetness to our house.  Thanks for being an awesome little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love forever and always,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3557838290312277177?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3557838290312277177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3557838290312277177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3557838290312277177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3557838290312277177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-birthday-baby.html' title='My birthday baby!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2MFc7wzGZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8xC-TdJfDBc/s72-c/January+2010+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-3729891315465697385</id><published>2010-01-29T08:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:36:56.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply having a...</title><content type='html'>wonderful Christmastime!  Has anyone noticed that lots of my blog titles are titles or lyrics of songs?  Just an observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning dawned early at our house.  Every morning does since Jack likes to wake up before 6am.  We had everything out and ready and took the kids into the playroom straight away.  They were THRILLED to see a lovely new play kitchen waiting for them.  We had to move Jack's train table to a different spot so the kitchen would fit and it was like he had a brand new toy!  So funny how if you change something just a bit that the novelty is enough to spark a whole new interest.  The kiddos played with the kitchen while we made breakfast... cinnamon rolls and fruit salad.  Yum.  We ate and ate and ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came The Tree.  We opened gifts from Yaya and a few from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aside... The topic of Santa.  Some folks are all about Santa.  Some are completely against him.  In our house our kids understand Santa doesn't&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really &lt;/span&gt;come and bring gifts but we like to pretend.  The magic of the make-believe is so fun for them.  So, we talk about Santa; we make cookies for Santa, etc.  On Christmas morning as we were handing out gifts we would say "this one's from Santa".  Jack would look at me and laugh and say "You're just jokin' Mom!"  He thought it was too funny.  At the most, he believes Santa is a character on The Polar Express so, we're going with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the gifts.  Caroline got an American Girl Bitty Baby from Yaya.  She and Jack named her Maggie.  Maggie has her own high chair, cradle, diaper bag and wardrobe.  She's a hit.  Jack and Caroline love to feed her in the play kitchen and take her for walks or rides in their grocery cart.  Jack got a scooter.  We all love it!  We saved quite a few gifts back to take to Gigi and Pappaw's later in the day.  That always proves to be a marathon gift opening session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 11am we ventured out.  Almost everything was still covered with snow but the roads had finally cleared.  Good thing we waited a bit before heading out.  We heard lots of awful stories of folks being stuck on the roads in the mess.  It seems that TxDOT was not prepared for all the ice and snow that accumulated on the roads overnight.  Thankfully, we didn't have to mess with the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Gigi and Pappaw's house we had a delicious lunch together.  The kids probably ate their weight in Aunt Emmy's macaroni and cheese.  So yummy!  After lunch we skipped naptime and got straight to opening presents.  That lasted quite. a. while.  Both kids got loaded up in the gift department.  They had so much fun tearing into gifts and playing with all their new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed past dinner, gave the kids a bath, got them jammied up, loaded the car and headed home.  Jack and Caroline were passed out before we hit I20.  We had a wonderful Christmas day and were exhausted at the end.  We're so blessed to have such wonderful family to spend our day with and celebrate the birth of Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The discovery!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7sCVcd4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Ak1MTvONlAY/s1600-h/December+2009+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7sCVcd4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Ak1MTvONlAY/s400/December+2009+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432180834521872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cups!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7skw5WgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dCgICH3427s/s1600-h/December+2009+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7skw5WgI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dCgICH3427s/s400/December+2009+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432180843763816962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his new scooter&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7tO5d-zI/AAAAAAAAAso/SA54dd_9wa0/s1600-h/December+2009+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7tO5d-zI/AAAAAAAAAso/SA54dd_9wa0/s400/December+2009+255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432180855074061106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jack's new scooter.  I realize this isn't really flattering but it's funny, nonetheless!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L_rjVbDiI/AAAAAAAAAto/HPy1NQcofIo/s1600-h/December+2009+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L_rjVbDiI/AAAAAAAAAto/HPy1NQcofIo/s400/December+2009+259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432185224246791714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline and Maggie.  Care-care opened a tiara and earrings first and had to wear them all morning.  Every picture we have of her opening gifts has her wearing them.  Funny girl&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L-948kXMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3PFq0zBvzi8/s1600-h/December+2009+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L-948kXMI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3PFq0zBvzi8/s400/December+2009+293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432184439774141634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A NEW TRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Please note: The ONLY thing Jack asked for was a train that was black and blue.  I went to Toys R Us the Saturday before Christmas (not smart) and they had ONE. TRAIN. LEFT.  It was black and blue.  The Big Man was looking out for this mama!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7uOI12VI/AAAAAAAAAs4/K6FVWnnL4fU/s1600-h/December+2009+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7uOI12VI/AAAAAAAAAs4/K6FVWnnL4fU/s400/December+2009+281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432180872049973586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing trains on his new train quilt, courtesy of Yaya.  He hasn't slept a night since Christmas without this quilt on his bed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8Wl4IsfI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Z2h_zq_-YUk/s1600-h/December+2009+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8Wl4IsfI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Z2h_zq_-YUk/s400/December+2009+310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432181565617123826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline in the kitchen in her apron and hat, another Yaya creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8XIwpaKI/AAAAAAAAAtI/33azFI3LFfI/s1600-h/December+2009+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8XIwpaKI/AAAAAAAAAtI/33azFI3LFfI/s400/December+2009+333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432181574980954274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching Bolt on his scooter&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L91V5f4xI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BgJ8-cVk8zE/s1600-h/December+2009+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L91V5f4xI/AAAAAAAAAtY/BgJ8-cVk8zE/s400/December+2009+331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432183193415443218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day... my little chefs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8Xh5L1CI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rX7EdLHGrYE/s1600-h/December+2009+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L8Xh5L1CI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rX7EdLHGrYE/s400/December+2009+336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432181581727650850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*I realize we have ZERO pictures from Gigi and Pappaw's house.  For some reason we just didn't get the camera out.  Strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-3729891315465697385?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/3729891315465697385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=3729891315465697385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3729891315465697385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/3729891315465697385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/simply-having.html' title='Simply having a...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S2L7sCVcd4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/Ak1MTvONlAY/s72-c/December+2009+246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1157417698774891355</id><published>2010-01-25T13:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:56:16.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Much more to come...</title><content type='html'>Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-1157417698774891355?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1157417698774891355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1157417698774891355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1157417698774891355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1157417698774891355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/much-more-to-come.html' title='Much more to come...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-67217681199970012</id><published>2010-01-25T13:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:53:20.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the weather outside was frightful...</title><content type='html'>But inside our home was filled with warmth from our family and friends!  Our Christmas eve was pretty low key.  Good thing too because the weather took quite a turn.  It snowed most of the day and then around sundown it turned in to a blizzard (or as close to one as we get here in Texas)!  My mom came over and we enjoyed spending the day together, wrapping gifts and playing with the kids.  Everyone enjoyed watching White Christmas, a tradition at our house.  The Courseys came over and our kids got to exchange gifts.  My mom even had some special handmade surprises for Selah and Matthan.  We chowed down on Chinese food together and let the kids play.  When it was time to leave, Terry and Jason couldn't resist a bit of a snowball fight.  Terry ended up flat on his back after slipping on the ice.  Then retaliated bu pummeling our front door with snowballs.  Cold and wet, the Courseys made their way home and we got the kids into bed and went about our Christmas Eve Parental Duties.  We assembled toys, wrapped gifts, and set everything out ready for the next morning's magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the front window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130WMjO0QI/AAAAAAAAArg/a8I3NARZSic/s1600-h/December+2009+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130WMjO0QI/AAAAAAAAArg/a8I3NARZSic/s400/December+2009+214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430765387841982722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The backyard&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131uC-6B3I/AAAAAAAAArw/WswgJPD04WU/s1600-h/December+2009+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131uC-6B3I/AAAAAAAAArw/WswgJPD04WU/s400/December+2009+232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430766897102194546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had icicles!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131upQCYqI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cE37rdTvxRg/s1600-h/December+2009+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131upQCYqI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cE37rdTvxRg/s400/December+2009+234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430766907374592674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131u7WHifI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rxEAQZkJ2Eg/s1600-h/December+2009+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131u7WHifI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rxEAQZkJ2Eg/s400/December+2009+243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430766912231934450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry and Matthan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130UOn3rCI/AAAAAAAAArA/Wxm4rUUY6lU/s1600-h/December+2009+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130UOn3rCI/AAAAAAAAArA/Wxm4rUUY6lU/s400/December+2009+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430765354038570018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erin, thanking my mom for Matthan's quilt.  It's beautiful!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130UiH9oqI/AAAAAAAAArI/WCzhZqfXlvU/s1600-h/December+2009+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130UiH9oqI/AAAAAAAAArI/WCzhZqfXlvU/s400/December+2009+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430765359273452194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack, helping Selah open her gift from Yaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130VE1QSpI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vR1S7HxM35g/s1600-h/December+2009+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130VE1QSpI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vR1S7HxM35g/s400/December+2009+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430765368590224018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chef Selah!  She was so proud!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130VnRrWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/jbxGJ_l8pKM/s1600-h/December+2009+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130VnRrWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/jbxGJ_l8pKM/s400/December+2009+207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430765377836243490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tree, just before we turned in for the night&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131trVGEeI/AAAAAAAAAro/b2-91zCLPKw/s1600-h/December+2009+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S131trVGEeI/AAAAAAAAAro/b2-91zCLPKw/s400/December+2009+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430766890752807394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-67217681199970012?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/67217681199970012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=67217681199970012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/67217681199970012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/67217681199970012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-weather-outside-was-frightful.html' title='Oh the weather outside was frightful...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S130WMjO0QI/AAAAAAAAArg/a8I3NARZSic/s72-c/December+2009+214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-6216661833589236882</id><published>2010-01-25T13:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:32:17.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious December Delights</title><content type='html'>We did lots of fun things to make the holiday season memorable and fun for our kiddos.  One of our favorite things to do was make Christmas cookies and candies.  Of course, once they were made they had to be enjoyed.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The crazy mess of a kitchen as we made our Santa cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wnl5pzxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/0lMoIRAm44A/s1600-h/December+2009+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wnl5pzxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/0lMoIRAm44A/s400/December+2009+184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430761288658177810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack, decorating his Santa cookie.  Delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wn78tkmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/S9VHiATVvfQ/s1600-h/December+2009+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wn78tkmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/S9VHiATVvfQ/s400/December+2009+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430761294576587362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, waiting patiently.  She was really good at eating the icing directly off the cookie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wokWXmbI/AAAAAAAAAqw/dzsdLE0vahA/s1600-h/December+2009+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wokWXmbI/AAAAAAAAAqw/dzsdLE0vahA/s400/December+2009+188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430761305421617586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another day, enjoying a chocolate covered pretzel with sprinkles.  So tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wpJ5NxEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tU7O8rvZLBQ/s1600-h/December+2009+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wpJ5NxEI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tU7O8rvZLBQ/s400/December+2009+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430761315499885634" 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/34624114-6216661833589236882?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/6216661833589236882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=6216661833589236882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6216661833589236882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/6216661833589236882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/delicious-december-delights.html' title='Delicious December Delights'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/S13wnl5pzxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/0lMoIRAm44A/s72-c/December+2009+184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2572358322688060801</id><published>2010-01-25T13:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:21:27.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaay overdue!</title><content type='html'>So, in true Kippy fashion, I've neglected my blog for a number of weeks, only to be followed by an apology and a great number of posts and pictures.  It's what I do. Here goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2572358322688060801?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2572358322688060801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2572358322688060801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2572358322688060801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2572358322688060801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2010/01/waaaay-overdue.html' title='Waaaay overdue!'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5399103375036511455</id><published>2009-12-21T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:43:04.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/21/493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/21/s_493.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...did these curls come from?!  I have stick straight hair and Jason's hair has got a little wave to it when it's grown out but Sweet Caroline's curls are nothing short of amazing.  I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5399103375036511455?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5399103375036511455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5399103375036511455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5399103375036511455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5399103375036511455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-in-world.html' title='Where in the world...'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-5393657296678677653</id><published>2009-12-16T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:51:18.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The house that Jack built</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; built it actually.  Jack and Caroline helped me decorate it.  This morning was icing-slathered and candy-filled all finished off with a light covering of powdered sugar snow.  We had so much fun and the kids ate as much candy as they put on the house.  It was all I could do to keep Caroline's paws off the gumdrops and Jack out of the icing.  Crazy.  Fun.  A must-do at Christmastime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWBGNmDCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xe7fYCduwxE/s1600-h/December+2009+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWBGNmDCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xe7fYCduwxE/s400/December+2009+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415954603737222178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWBpERtRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KBKXefl6mVc/s1600-h/December+2009+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWBpERtRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KBKXefl6mVc/s400/December+2009+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415954613093381394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWCAAhqyI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Ak9TBFWk5bc/s1600-h/December+2009+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWCAAhqyI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Ak9TBFWk5bc/s400/December+2009+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415954619251665698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWCqNZZZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Oqxts3AzGtA/s1600-h/December+2009+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWCqNZZZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Oqxts3AzGtA/s400/December+2009+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415954630579938706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*You'll notice there aren't any "in progress" pictures.  I was completely covered from finger to wrist in icing and wasn't about to pick up my camera in such a state!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-5393657296678677653?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/5393657296678677653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=5393657296678677653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5393657296678677653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/5393657296678677653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2009/12/house-that-jack-built.html' title='The house that Jack built'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SylWBGNmDCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xe7fYCduwxE/s72-c/December+2009+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-1514429461380360774</id><published>2009-12-16T13:19:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:14:14.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Capturing Christmastime</title><content type='html'>So much is going on around our house this time of year.  I barely have time to think about posting so I'm just going with one BIG picture post for now.  Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scene... the stockings were hung by the chimney with care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzX7IsSrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oHt-maN9_mQ/s1600-h/December+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzX7IsSrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oHt-maN9_mQ/s400/December+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916512993888946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzYaD7euI/AAAAAAAAAnY/arUYR503nB0/s1600-h/December+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzYaD7euI/AAAAAAAAAnY/arUYR503nB0/s400/December+2009+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916521295411938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline and the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzY_7VPHI/AAAAAAAAAng/m0BgMSkpOT4/s1600-h/December+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzY_7VPHI/AAAAAAAAAng/m0BgMSkpOT4/s400/December+2009+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916531459898482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack looking at his favorite ornament... a tray with Christmas cookies and hot chocolate, complete with marshmallows.  He loves it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzZdleP_I/AAAAAAAAAno/4dlz2bCcL-U/s1600-h/December+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzZdleP_I/AAAAAAAAAno/4dlz2bCcL-U/s400/December+2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916539421278194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet smiles in front of the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzZpYsPWI/AAAAAAAAAnw/coEQUX5OKZ0/s1600-h/December+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzZpYsPWI/AAAAAAAAAnw/coEQUX5OKZ0/s400/December+2009+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415916542588894562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was cold out.  And hats are hilarious, in case you didn't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3EMjMcFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/69_D_2xFzMY/s1600-h/December+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3EMjMcFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/69_D_2xFzMY/s400/December+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415920572117577810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently I couldn't be happier that none of us are looking in the same direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3E2t-iiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/MEnDIeSss04/s1600-h/December+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3E2t-iiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/MEnDIeSss04/s400/December+2009+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415920583437093410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and Yaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3FfXtuCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/UPjQ9815HkU/s1600-h/December+2009+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3FfXtuCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/UPjQ9815HkU/s400/December+2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415920594349570082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jason, about to head out to a holiday shindig and then Christmas shopping for the kiddos.  THAT was an adventure.  We ended up at a very scary Toys R Us that night!  I sure hope the kids appreciate their new kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3Fi_ehlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/AMXY9uN3XPo/s1600-h/December+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk3Fi_ehlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/AMXY9uN3XPo/s400/December+2009+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415920595321652818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't need no stinkin' mistletoe!  Thanks Mom for taking this pic! *akward*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk-PxTQHAI/AAAAAAAAApw/HndmM7h25-w/s1600-h/December+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk-PxTQHAI/AAAAAAAAApw/HndmM7h25-w/s400/December+2009+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415928467542776834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline playing with the ornaments.  Rules don't apply when we're going for cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4WG5eHYI/AAAAAAAAAog/AXb_EwBPKM0/s1600-h/December+2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4WG5eHYI/AAAAAAAAAog/AXb_EwBPKM0/s400/December+2009+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415921979349671298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and the tree!  He's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4WqUFDUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4rudLaoYekY/s1600-h/December+2009+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4WqUFDUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4rudLaoYekY/s400/December+2009+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415921988856515906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oooooo!  Lookadat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4XOw6gTI/AAAAAAAAAow/UvNDyGKYAjY/s1600-h/December+2009+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4XOw6gTI/AAAAAAAAAow/UvNDyGKYAjY/s400/December+2009+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415921998641135922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and his classmates in his first school Christmas program.  Too cute!  He spent the first song not singing because he was looking for me.  The second song he sang well because he found me.  The third song... he picked his nose half the time.  Ew... and so embarrassing.  Ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4XV62lsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9qtt8_m5TYg/s1600-h/December+2009+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4XV62lsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9qtt8_m5TYg/s400/December+2009+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415922000561870530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lainey, Caroline, and Kate... What's all the fuss about Miss Kate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4X2dBP_I/AAAAAAAAApA/itntY6Uf22k/s1600-h/December+2009+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk4X2dBP_I/AAAAAAAAApA/itntY6Uf22k/s400/December+2009+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415922009295110130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack did NOT want to pose for pictures.  Never does.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7FJOiQFI/AAAAAAAAApI/UXbgG_EuJ6c/s1600-h/December+2009+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7FJOiQFI/AAAAAAAAApI/UXbgG_EuJ6c/s400/December+2009+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415924986452000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An outtake from our Christmas card shoot.  Playing with ornaments again!  Thankfully they're shatterproof.  They sure can bounce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7F_csSEI/AAAAAAAAApY/PHgRby0KJJ4/s1600-h/December+2009+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7F_csSEI/AAAAAAAAApY/PHgRby0KJJ4/s400/December+2009+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415925001006893122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just before we piled them in the stroller to go for our annual &lt;a href="http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2008/12/light-walk.html"&gt;Light Walk&lt;/a&gt;.  So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7GXWFcDI/AAAAAAAAApg/uuH3WCFz0hI/s1600-h/December+2009+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7GXWFcDI/AAAAAAAAApg/uuH3WCFz0hI/s400/December+2009+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415925007421632562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline all ready for our walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7GtlohoI/AAAAAAAAApo/dcw1z22nPa0/s1600-h/December+2009+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/Syk7GtlohoI/AAAAAAAAApo/dcw1z22nPa0/s400/December+2009+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415925013392426626" 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/34624114-1514429461380360774?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/1514429461380360774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=1514429461380360774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1514429461380360774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/1514429461380360774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2009/12/capturing-christmastime.html' title='Capturing Christmastime'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/SykzX7IsSrI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oHt-maN9_mQ/s72-c/December+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34624114.post-2101672415627563834</id><published>2009-12-03T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:34:11.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"All by self!"</title><content type='html'>Caroline's newest phrase is "all by self!" and she says it with great fervor quite often.  Here she is climbing in and out of her crib, "all by self!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Climbing in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/03/566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/03/s_566.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/03/567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/03/s_567.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Posted from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34624114-2101672415627563834?l=jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/feeds/2101672415627563834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34624114&amp;postID=2101672415627563834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2101672415627563834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34624114/posts/default/2101672415627563834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacks-in-the-box.blogspot.com/2009/12/by-self.html' title='&amp;quot;All by self!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Kippy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15390011316406122192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6Y9NBHHp9Q/TITsi4RuYbI/AAAAAAAABCA/znfJ_ywDuuY/S220/Kippy1.2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
