<?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-7943869305822755607</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:19:41.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christensens</title><subtitle type='html'>Jay, Jill, Max, Mia and Sam</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-236078669938011012</id><published>2010-06-04T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:04:16.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>So I'm officially the worst blogger EVER!  Last time I blogged I think it was about Max in ski school.  Oh well, here are a few things to catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479148050024352562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYHyl5yzI/AAAAAAAABQg/OpP3ebHJrMY/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max finished Kindergarden.  He had such a good year, and such an awesome teacher.  He LOVED it and asks every day, "when do I get to go back to school Mom?"  This can't be a good sign if he's already bored w/ me and were only like 1 week into summer right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Memorial Day weekend we headed down to AZ and had a blast.  We hadn't really been w/ all the family in awhile so it was good to see everyone, and all their cute kids.  We did miss Kellie and Clint though.  We did lots of this..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYJdHklzI/AAAAAAAABRA/zrMwCTSTnbI/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479148078619727666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYJdHklzI/AAAAAAAABRA/zrMwCTSTnbI/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIz4-qqI/AAAAAAAABQ4/KGRMhWRV6Yc/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479148067552668322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIz4-qqI/AAAAAAAABQ4/KGRMhWRV6Yc/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of this.....ok, not all of us sat around in our swimsuits reading Muley Crazy but i guess some did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIut_B3I/AAAAAAAABQw/wH3tXdngVq4/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479148066164377458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIut_B3I/AAAAAAAABQw/wH3tXdngVq4/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammie helped the girls make a lemonade stand, and it's funny to see these kids act when they earn money!  You can definatly tell who their parents are!!!!(I'm not naming any names!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about all that is going down.  We are already boiling here.  It's suppose to be 99 degrees on Sun.  I think Spring went by way to fast and jumped right into summer.  So if I don't blog again for awhile it's probably because were doing this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIf9VxPI/AAAAAAAABQo/59uXJspiEq8/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479148062202250482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYIf9VxPI/AAAAAAAABQo/59uXJspiEq8/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY SUMMER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-236078669938011012?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/236078669938011012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=236078669938011012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/236078669938011012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/236078669938011012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2010/06/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/TAnYHyl5yzI/AAAAAAAABQg/OpP3ebHJrMY/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6986694064449767698</id><published>2010-02-28T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:23:27.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488693064717522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soICD6VNI/AAAAAAAABPg/9qttJgQNV0o/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;Max just finished up with "ski school". He and Abbie did it together and I'm so sad it's over because he really started to "get it" on his last lesson, so I think Jay is going to try and take him a few more times before the snow melts. He is doing so good in kindergarten, and is starting to read really good. When did he get so big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488722230972978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soJutsEjI/AAAAAAAABQA/ILX6vYsLygA/s320/087_edited-1.jpg" /&gt; This little mess spends about 99% of her days either in dress ups or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;. She hates when I get her dressed in "normal" clothes. She is so funny, the other day she was walking around patting her bear telling it, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, you just lay your head down and close your eyes....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?" She is a fun little girl but also VERY emotional. I don't know if it's the "girl" in her or just the way she is but some days I can barely take it. Neither of the boys are like that so we'll sum it up to being a girl!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488700676979698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soIea0O_I/AAAAAAAABPo/QiD3HpZVmJY/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;She spends most of her days being a little mother hen to Sam. She is really good with him and always wants to help me with whatever I'm doing. She hasn't tried picking him up...........yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488708345184290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soI6_DwCI/AAAAAAAABPw/5uN97BUmGu4/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammers&lt;/span&gt; is doing good. He did get RSV a few weeks ago and had to be on oxygen for a week(which was NOT fun) but has made a full recovery. He is such a happy little boy and LOVES Max and Mia. He is 11 weeks old today and finally got to get his 2 month shots(they didn't want to give them to him until he was 100% healthy!)&lt;br /&gt;Weight-13.5 lbs(which was only in the 70&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile.....I was a little surprised my kids are usually in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; 90's!)&lt;br /&gt;Height 24.5 in.(80&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile)&lt;br /&gt;Head....I don't remember the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;measurement&lt;/span&gt; but it was in the 70&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has been sleeping about 9 hrs. straight at night which I'm soooo thankful for.  Having a full night's sleep is starting to help me feel back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443489877036115826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4spM8ssJ3I/AAAAAAAABQI/ewiJL2NRAWs/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;He's getting good in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443489878885665778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4spNDlqC_I/AAAAAAAABQQ/0vzz5ZdVLXQ/s320/sam+asleep.JPG" /&gt; It's so hard to be a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soJecvFQI/AAAAAAAABP4/MJzAYd0MACQ/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488717864899842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soJecvFQI/AAAAAAAABP4/MJzAYd0MACQ/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it looks like "uh, oh!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So That's about it! We are planning on going to Disneyland the first week of May and are really excited for that, and have a few projects planned for around the house. Jay and I are starting P90X this week, and I'm really nervous. Everyone I know that has done it has got amazing results but all have said it's really hard, so we'll see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6986694064449767698?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6986694064449767698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6986694064449767698' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6986694064449767698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6986694064449767698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2010/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4soICD6VNI/AAAAAAAABPg/9qttJgQNV0o/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4256980286575996495</id><published>2010-02-26T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:36:39.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shout out to the Hub Cap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago Jay dropped down on Max's bed and one of the boards that already had a small crack completely split! I started looking for beds, and found &lt;a href="http://www.knockoffwood.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.knockoffwood.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. This lady is AMAZING. She has made plans for a ton of stuff out of Pottery Barn, and Land of Nod. Her whole idea is to make really nice furniture for a fraction of the cost. Her version of the bed was to use pine and paint it but we wanted a nice hardwood that we could stain. Jay picked out a knotty alder and used her plans for the simple bed from Land of Nod......and made this bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442599607532400706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4f_gcWmMEI/AAAAAAAABPA/xIWE36NCmsk/s320/5003062_SimpleBed_ES_W108%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Land of Nods Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4gGsMCPiYI/AAAAAAAABPY/Jz_2_oK1mAc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442607505891887490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4gGsMCPiYI/AAAAAAAABPY/Jz_2_oK1mAc/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4gGrwjoX4I/AAAAAAAABPQ/P-ccUb02ReE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442607498515734402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4gGrwjoX4I/AAAAAAAABPQ/P-ccUb02ReE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Version&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He did such a good job. Max and Sam will be sharing a room so he is getting ready to start the other bed and make it into this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4f_gmlpGEI/AAAAAAAABPI/VDM-vumVaLc/s1600-h/5003063_SimpleBunkBed_ES_F108%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442599610279860290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4f_gmlpGEI/AAAAAAAABPI/VDM-vumVaLc/s320/5003063_SimpleBunkBed_ES_F108%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait until it's all the way done. When it is I'll post pictures of it. In the meantime I'm thinking up more projects for him to do........hmmmm!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4256980286575996495?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4256980286575996495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4256980286575996495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4256980286575996495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4256980286575996495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2010/02/shout-out-to-hub-cap.html' title='A shout out to the Hub Cap'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S4f_gcWmMEI/AAAAAAAABPA/xIWE36NCmsk/s72-c/5003062_SimpleBed_ES_W108%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5660388586162432332</id><published>2010-01-06T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:15:21.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking "everyone" was right...</title><content type='html'>So everyone told me the "third kid is the hardest." Everyone said, "you can't get anything done", and everyone said, "are you ready for this?" Ok, ok it is the hardest. I feel exhausted and completely dysfunctional. My house still screams "Merry Christmas", and my laundry is screaming to "get me done." How could I go from the so called "nesting" stage where I had quite a bit of energy and had a million and one things going on and getting most if not all accomplished to actually having this whole month off from my church callings, Max having 2 weeks off of school, Jay being off of work for 2 weeks and not being able to accomplish anything? Well maybe it does have a little to do with this little stinker.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423847393089154546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0Vgd50B7fI/AAAAAAAABOo/qIz4Dno14IY/s320/samhat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just like hanging out holding him all morning while I watch Mia trying over and over to fly like tinkerbell. Or snuggling him while Mia naps and I talk to my sister on the phone for I don't know at least an hour about pretty much nothing! Or maybe the fact that I have blogged more the past 3 days than I have in the past 6 months. Whatever it is I am going to whip myself into shape.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you heard me correctly, "shape" both physically and mentally.  I am going to be the proud owner of the bender ball! If you haven't heard of it then you obviously aren't up in the middle of the night feeding your baby watching TV that is worthless. Regardless I ordered it and will let you all know if it works. Jay thinks it probably will but he said I'll have to actually "do it."  As far as getting in "shape mentally" I'm still working on how that's all going to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. Christmas crap surrounding me, target bags with stuff that needs put away sitting on my floor and an empty fridge that hasn't seen new groceries since like Christmas....but I think I'm going to go hold this little punkin and watch myself some Ugly Betty.  I'll do all that stuff later...he's WAY more fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851389889563362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0VkGjDgSuI/AAAAAAAABOw/8DZu_bugPs8/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;And p.s. my conversation with my sister wasn't about nothing. She was telling me how Jack told her while he and Max were at Grammie and Papa's house playing outside they were "practicing" talking naughty! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5660388586162432332?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5660388586162432332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5660388586162432332' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5660388586162432332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5660388586162432332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-thinking-everyone-was-right.html' title='I&apos;m thinking &quot;everyone&quot; was right...'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0Vgd50B7fI/AAAAAAAABOo/qIz4Dno14IY/s72-c/samhat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5127838275758113882</id><published>2010-01-04T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:27:07.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You might be a redneck if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; You light your Christmas tree on fire in your back yard! We BARELY took our tree down tonight. It was literally about to set fire to our whole house. I can't even describe to you how brittle it was. So as Jay is hauling it out I said we should see how fast it lights on fire...(some of you know I'm a little bit of a closeted pyro.) Anyways so he stands it up out there and lights it up....it took a few seconds and "poof" it was blazing. A little scary if you ask me, so a little note to self....next year take the tree down right after Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423151311364560866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0LnYnUUF-I/AAAAAAAABN4/n7Fd4HYjioQ/s320/t1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423153483756082658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0LpXEG0FeI/AAAAAAAABOQ/NIIUDsjvB8w/s320/t3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423151317636902978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0LnY-rwcEI/AAAAAAAABOA/xhaHQu1k1cs/s320/t2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5127838275758113882?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5127838275758113882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5127838275758113882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5127838275758113882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5127838275758113882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-might-be-redneck-if.html' title='You might be a redneck if...'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/S0LnYnUUF-I/AAAAAAAABN4/n7Fd4HYjioQ/s72-c/t1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6089698064973287569</id><published>2009-12-31T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:38:26.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents brought the kids back on Wednesday night the 23rd and stayed to have Christmas with our family.  On Christmas Eve, my Mom and I braved the stores and did a little last minute shopping....NEVER again.  It was crazy!  Then we took Grammie and Papa to see The Princess and the Frog!  Just what they wanted to do I'm sure!:)  Then we came home, read Luke 2 and did the nativity and sent the kiddos off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421630688397057538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2AYtVDXgI/AAAAAAAABLY/7gFTU5ELC7g/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia, Sam and Max in there Christmas pj's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421630698747036626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2AZT4rg9I/AAAAAAAABLo/0kZiUnHvpdk/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421630705478956818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2AZs9sdxI/AAAAAAAABLw/Ed6Uf5x9_fY/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa and Grammie got Max a red rider bb gun....he's actually pretty good at it, and hasn't shot his eye out....yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632116016919954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2BrzoJtZI/AAAAAAAABMQ/o3-JPNoOSqA/s320/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Santa brought Max a leapster.  After playing it for about 10 minutes he told me his neck was hurting him!  All I could think about was when Katie and I played the nintendo for so long that our thumbs got sore....ok maybe Kates didn't play it so much but I did! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632103611564306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2BrFafARI/AAAAAAAABMA/1vy80nzRz9M/s320/089.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632108262380098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2BrWvU0kI/AAAAAAAABMI/czRt4soPulo/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;Mia got a kitchen from Santa.  She also got the whole pack of princess barbies from Papa and Grammie and Grandpa Christensen made her this doll bed.  She is complete heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421632123320362418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2BsO1bZbI/AAAAAAAABMY/obDJyjaCM2I/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and Sam all tuckered out after the present opening.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421630678641165298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2AYI_EQ_I/AAAAAAAABLQ/jtXtkJ-HzLg/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6089698064973287569?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6089698064973287569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6089698064973287569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6089698064973287569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6089698064973287569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz2AYtVDXgI/AAAAAAAABLY/7gFTU5ELC7g/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2314811555373404155</id><published>2009-12-31T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:39:49.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our newest addition.  Sam Paul Christensen was born on December 15, and weighed 8lbs 6 oz, and 21 1/2 inches long.  I'm so glad he's finally here, and soooo glad to not be pregnant anymore!  My labor was long but he was worth every second!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623797601264770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16HnHT5II/AAAAAAAABKo/gzy6LuBC0kE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623806605806194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16IIqKSnI/AAAAAAAABKw/P7GFOlGj0KI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents sat around w/ us for like 8 hours until I had him!  I'm so glad they got to be there, even though they were exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623811184946018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16IZt6a2I/AAAAAAAABK4/uPedSw7NJQM/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had some bruising around his little mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16I397FxI/AAAAAAAABLI/52QZlxWOexE/s1600-h/093_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623819305162514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16I397FxI/AAAAAAAABLI/52QZlxWOexE/s320/093_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16IkTSgNI/AAAAAAAABLA/pG3v5e46h3A/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623814026068178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16IkTSgNI/AAAAAAAABLA/pG3v5e46h3A/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is hanging out at home with Jay and I.  My parents stayed at our house for a few days and then took Max and Mia to there house for almost a whole week....we didn't know what to do with ourselves, we were actually kind of bored.  Grammie is the champ because while she had them she potty trained Mia!  I don't know if I can EVER repay her for that!  He is such a good little baby, and were so thankful to have him in our family.  Max and Mia love him to death, and are so excited to have a new little brother.  Jay got to have 2 whole weeks off and went back to work today.....hopefully I can get adjusted to our new life and get with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2314811555373404155?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2314811555373404155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2314811555373404155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2314811555373404155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2314811555373404155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-sam.html' title='Baby Sam'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sz16HnHT5II/AAAAAAAABKo/gzy6LuBC0kE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3849016631397689325</id><published>2009-09-15T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:32:30.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no she didn't.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBsX5L_HvI/AAAAAAAABJM/pu92gxyhjiA/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381920712451628786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBsX5L_HvI/AAAAAAAABJM/pu92gxyhjiA/s320/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do with this little girl. Quick story............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Dr.'s &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. yesterday, so of course I had Mia with me. We're in the bathroom, you know because you have to give a urine sample every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; time you go. Anyways there is a stack of little cups and she keeps telling me, "i need a drink of water." I do my business and tell her to "hold on" and turn to wash my hands. I turn back around and there is the little pill holding my cup (with my name on it) up to her mouth drinking out of it. I screamed, "oh my gosh Mia!" She puts it down and says, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;"! Are you kidding me!!!!!!!!! If that is not the sickest thing I've ever witnessed. I was freaking out, and trying not to laugh at the same time. So then I have to ask the nurse if she thinks that Mia will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; after ingesting urine.....how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;! They told me she should be fine, thank goodness. What is the deal with my kids eating/drinking bodily functions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-3849016631397689325?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3849016631397689325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3849016631397689325' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3849016631397689325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3849016631397689325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-no-she-didnt.html' title='Oh no she didn&apos;t.........'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBsX5L_HvI/AAAAAAAABJM/pu92gxyhjiA/s72-c/130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4071679657526451667</id><published>2009-09-15T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:50:20.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to feel normal.....if this is normal</title><content type='html'>So after feeling completely unmotivated for the last little while all the sudden I have this burst of energy, and list of "things to do" a million miles long.....must be that nesting thing?  Anyways a few months back I found this little gem at an antique store downtown......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBP9jAN_0I/AAAAAAAABIs/VrbOwQDFtOA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381889473494515522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBP9jAN_0I/AAAAAAAABIs/VrbOwQDFtOA/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's super cute but Mia hardly ever played with it because it sits right down on the ground, so it's been serving as a stuffed animal holder.(FYI:it's a playpen for dolls).  So with this "burst" of energy I decided to revamp it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBP-Ec-1kI/AAAAAAAABI0/aOlk-OZ_XPU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381889482473526850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBP-Ec-1kI/AAAAAAAABI0/aOlk-OZ_XPU/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; With a little paint, new legs, new cover, and some finials I think it turned out pretty dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBQbXPe_VI/AAAAAAAABJE/8e2mNlqbBXY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381889985733393746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBQbXPe_VI/AAAAAAAABJE/8e2mNlqbBXY/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So this is just the beginning.  I have many more projects in my head and a few that are pretty close to done.  I guess I better take advantage of all this energy and get as much done as I can because come Dec. I'm afraid it's going to be gone!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4071679657526451667?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4071679657526451667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4071679657526451667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4071679657526451667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4071679657526451667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/09/starting-to-feel-normalif-this-is.html' title='Starting to feel normal.....if this is normal'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SrBP9jAN_0I/AAAAAAAABIs/VrbOwQDFtOA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6805098977291739348</id><published>2009-09-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:47:55.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The newest member of our family.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp_kngjk1pI/AAAAAAAABIk/izekXsn9ZsM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377267847508842130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp_kngjk1pI/AAAAAAAABIk/izekXsn9ZsM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Ralphie.  This is Max's bday present from his Grammie and Papa Rhoton!  I am now a pet owner....heaven help us, and him! :)&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/7943869305822755607-6805098977291739348?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6805098977291739348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6805098977291739348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6805098977291739348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6805098977291739348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/09/newest-member-of-our-family.html' title='The newest member of our family.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp_kngjk1pI/AAAAAAAABIk/izekXsn9ZsM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-509694959301636285</id><published>2009-09-01T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:03:05.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 4 months in pictures.....</title><content type='html'>Here is what we've been up too the last few months while I took my blogging hiatus, these pics are in NO particular order because I'm too lazy to organize them......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yF52cJRI/AAAAAAAABIU/2YYYdyAJ0S0/s1600-h/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376508607160132882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yF52cJRI/AAAAAAAABIU/2YYYdyAJ0S0/s320/29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We've been working hard on our yard.  We planted grass built flower beds and Jay just built me this round one that I've yet to fill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yFcy0ZjI/AAAAAAAABIM/J3JOxjo_PqA/s1600-h/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376508599360316978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yFcy0ZjI/AAAAAAAABIM/J3JOxjo_PqA/s320/28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yGInTYJI/AAAAAAAABIc/u0VA-kZdltE/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376508611123175570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yGInTYJI/AAAAAAAABIc/u0VA-kZdltE/s320/30.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yE5E1d_I/AAAAAAAABIE/Zv4sDItWu58/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376508589772208114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yE5E1d_I/AAAAAAAABIE/Zv4sDItWu58/s320/27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playing in the river at Greer with all the cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yEcxEP3I/AAAAAAAABH8/7taEirFEI6c/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376508582173097842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yEcxEP3I/AAAAAAAABH8/7taEirFEI6c/s320/26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max practicing his cast......Mia better watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xGLiAemI/AAAAAAAABH0/G88Rj9R_gCo/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376507512394644066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xGLiAemI/AAAAAAAABH0/G88Rj9R_gCo/s320/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Max turned 5 on Aug. 26th, and Tanner(shane and Shannons) turned 1 on the 27th so we had a "camping party" with the cousins at Grammie and Papa's house.....oh ya and had some spiderman stuff too!  Thanks to all the cousins, aunts, uncle, grammie and Papa for all the great gifts and for coming.  It's pretty fun to share a bday so close with someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xFtGs76I/AAAAAAAABHs/uNbJwwqvgA0/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376507504227053474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xFtGs76I/AAAAAAAABHs/uNbJwwqvgA0/s320/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Aunt Amber made Max and Tanner the cutest cakes....thanks Auntie Amber!....I have no idea what is up with the cheezy smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xFOCxPDI/AAAAAAAABHk/OW4tNev_edY/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376507495889058866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xFOCxPDI/AAAAAAAABHk/OW4tNev_edY/s320/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; waiting for cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xEqPk96I/AAAAAAAABHc/IxDjIMzAyJQ/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376507486279104418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xEqPk96I/AAAAAAAABHc/IxDjIMzAyJQ/s320/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The birthday boys, Tanner and Max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xEOdPG1I/AAAAAAAABHU/yC9mWXcayvM/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376507478820199250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0xEOdPG1I/AAAAAAAABHU/yC9mWXcayvM/s320/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Aunt Kellie gave Mia a cute hair cut....I have to say I still put it in ponies most of the time doing hair takes some serious time! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v6HrLEHI/AAAAAAAABHM/LbHX0iN6550/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506205689286770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v6HrLEHI/AAAAAAAABHM/LbHX0iN6550/s320/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Our family party at our house.  He had a spiderman cake and got this crown from school....he didn't take it off all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v5vPf8DI/AAAAAAAABHE/1sKZNbE9qrs/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506199130763314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v5vPf8DI/AAAAAAAABHE/1sKZNbE9qrs/s320/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; He got these spiderman balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v5MDtnHI/AAAAAAAABG8/G2LTY7DzPFY/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506189686086770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v5MDtnHI/AAAAAAAABG8/G2LTY7DzPFY/s320/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Max started kindergarten.....what in the world.  It is so weird to have him gone all day.  Mia doesn't know what to do with herself, and either do I.  This was on the first day....not a very good picture but we were in a hurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v4imYyxI/AAAAAAAABG0/ndD-bX1JqFk/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506178557233938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v4imYyxI/AAAAAAAABG0/ndD-bX1JqFk/s320/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We went to Idaho the week before school started and had so much fun.  We took a few pictures of the kids up in the mountains behind Jay's parents house, this one is my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v4PoIirI/AAAAAAAABGs/kNfsyfd8I5I/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506173464283826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0v4PoIirI/AAAAAAAABGs/kNfsyfd8I5I/s320/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We also went to Hebgon lake, and rode in the sailboat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vCBAjcbI/AAAAAAAABGk/Wo9NWVL7Dj4/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376505241827242418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vCBAjcbI/AAAAAAAABGk/Wo9NWVL7Dj4/s320/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and played on the beach....even though it was FREEZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vBjOD6gI/AAAAAAAABGc/JxH-Cr8niZU/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376505233830832642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vBjOD6gI/AAAAAAAABGc/JxH-Cr8niZU/s320/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; all the Christensen cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vBJYDwAI/AAAAAAAABGU/wScqjxPJdYs/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376505226893443074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vBJYDwAI/AAAAAAAABGU/wScqjxPJdYs/s320/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; flying model airplanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vAhCWz3I/AAAAAAAABGM/UXy5DU7snKA/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376505216064999282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vAhCWz3I/AAAAAAAABGM/UXy5DU7snKA/s320/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vAcASc3I/AAAAAAAABGE/giHwdxs4N3E/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376505214714147698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0vAcASc3I/AAAAAAAABGE/giHwdxs4N3E/s320/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have TONS of little critters out where we live...these were just a few of the toads we found.  Max loved to feed them grasshoppers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uN8YiaII/AAAAAAAABF0/gSgTX5Uyct0/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376504347232462978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uN8YiaII/AAAAAAAABF0/gSgTX5Uyct0/s320/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent the 4th of July in Eagar.  And as always it was so much fun.  Here's all the girls looking cute waiting for the parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uNa26G-I/AAAAAAAABFs/1z5brVbMLcI/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376504338233039842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uNa26G-I/AAAAAAAABFs/1z5brVbMLcI/s320/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Mia, Abbie and Lucie....cute girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uNLmiTpI/AAAAAAAABFk/cyFY7H7kJ5M/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376504334137839250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uNLmiTpI/AAAAAAAABFk/cyFY7H7kJ5M/s320/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Tate, Clayton, Jack, and Max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uMqLOgAI/AAAAAAAABFc/HhGxke-bDqc/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376504325164924930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0uMqLOgAI/AAAAAAAABFc/HhGxke-bDqc/s320/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; roasting marshmallows....yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tVyeRodI/AAAAAAAABFU/bFFJ1WKmrFM/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503382499500498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tVyeRodI/AAAAAAAABFU/bFFJ1WKmrFM/s320/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; playing in Grammies backyard from sun up til sun down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tVU3ohYI/AAAAAAAABFM/Wl_esbrXnNQ/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503374552794498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tVU3ohYI/AAAAAAAABFM/Wl_esbrXnNQ/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; this is how you can find Mia most days....with any garb on she can find!  She changes her clothes and shoes about 100 times a day!  It drives me NUTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tUxIZa_I/AAAAAAAABFE/yEXHtXk_gtg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503364959431666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tUxIZa_I/AAAAAAAABFE/yEXHtXk_gtg/s320/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; swimming in our backyard....don't look at the weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tT22lWGI/AAAAAAAABE0/vaWp4s4_wKI/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503349315459170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tT22lWGI/AAAAAAAABE0/vaWp4s4_wKI/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June we went and rode Thomas the Train in Durango with Kellie and her kids.  We had tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tUd4ib_I/AAAAAAAABE8/v05b9Cr1LNI/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376503359792639986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0tUd4ib_I/AAAAAAAABE8/v05b9Cr1LNI/s320/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia, Jack, and Max.  Everyone thinks Mia and Jackers look like brother and sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-509694959301636285?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/509694959301636285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=509694959301636285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/509694959301636285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/509694959301636285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-4-months-in-pictures.html' title='The last 4 months in pictures.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Sp0yF52cJRI/AAAAAAAABIU/2YYYdyAJ0S0/s72-c/29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1642629327445869219</id><published>2009-08-19T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:17:39.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE this man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SoyvlqKJDYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_twyzeM3650/s1600-h/6088_1167764965018_1554764861_1836966_932928_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371861517053005186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SoyvlqKJDYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_twyzeM3650/s320/6088_1167764965018_1554764861_1836966_932928_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is "Grandpa Great" to my kids, and Grandpa to me. He passed away about a week ago, and all I can say is how much I loved him. What an amazing man he was, and what a wonderful example he set for all of us. His funeral was yesterday. It was so hard to look at my sweet little Grandma sitting there w/out him. Oh how we'll miss him, but how lucky we were to have him in our lives. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SoyvmDBf8QI/AAAAAAAABEY/5AkjtAekiEA/s1600-h/IMG_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371861523727642882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SoyvmDBf8QI/AAAAAAAABEY/5AkjtAekiEA/s320/IMG_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Uncle Doug said something to this affect at his funeral. "If you want to do something in memory of our Dad, go and do a quiet selfless act of service." I think I will, and after I'm done I think I'll have me a big bowl of ice cream.....he would like that!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Soyvk4f13XI/AAAAAAAABEA/aaxB1aK2b7o/s1600-h/gpa+edited_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371861503722249586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/Soyvk4f13XI/AAAAAAAABEA/aaxB1aK2b7o/s320/gpa+edited_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"God be with you till we meet again."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Thanks to my cousin Jon for the pics)&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/7943869305822755607-1642629327445869219?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1642629327445869219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1642629327445869219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1642629327445869219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1642629327445869219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-this-man.html' title='I LOVE this man!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SoyvlqKJDYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_twyzeM3650/s72-c/6088_1167764965018_1554764861_1836966_932928_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7073705699890109365</id><published>2009-04-23T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:59:43.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.....</title><content type='html'>We have been pretty busy lately, hence my SLACKING on the blog. Our most exciting news is that I'm and Auntie again....twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdu6jSJ3I/AAAAAAAABBA/PuCEtm1-fU8/s1600-h/paisley.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002157240264562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdu6jSJ3I/AAAAAAAABBA/PuCEtm1-fU8/s320/paisley.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little Paisley Jane Rhoton (Brian and Tess's). She was born March 30th weighing 6 lbs and 8 oz, and 19.5 inches! Isn't she cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdu1VUDpI/AAAAAAAABA4/H4z4Ep6LQLA/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002155839491730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdu1VUDpI/AAAAAAAABA4/H4z4Ep6LQLA/s320/GetAttachment%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little beautie is Lucie Rose Whiting (Clint and Kellie's). She was born April 19th, and she weighed 7lbs 2 oz, and was 18 3/4 inches. Kellie let me be there for her birth and it was amazing, I have never seen a baby being born(your all thinking...."what about your own?"....I am not really watching whats going on when I have babies!. Anyways I think she looks alot like Abbie, I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdulIQNxI/AAAAAAAABAw/DdFbL-xy3j0/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002151489746706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdulIQNxI/AAAAAAAABAw/DdFbL-xy3j0/s320/GetAttachment%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia Checking out Lucie, she thinks she's the mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDduhP6i7I/AAAAAAAABAo/6H0xgFrSRqc/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002150448139186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDduhP6i7I/AAAAAAAABAo/6H0xgFrSRqc/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday! The weather wasn't very good so we didn't get very many outside pictures but these will have to do! Easter was great, it was Mia's first Sunday in nursery, which she LOVED! She didn't even care that I left she just walked right in and sat down at the table where they had little places set for all the kids w/ fruit snacks!....anything for snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDfKUYfytI/AAAAAAAABBQ/7SmZZGQFteg/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328003727542438610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDfKUYfytI/AAAAAAAABBQ/7SmZZGQFteg/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jay snapped this one outside of church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDduGcaoKI/AAAAAAAABAg/ucx2PjP-4CM/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328002143252816034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDduGcaoKI/AAAAAAAABAg/ucx2PjP-4CM/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've been busy in our yard trying to get it ready to plant grass. We planted 7 trees and let me tell you they look like nothing on our lot! Oh well, when they get bigger they will look tons better! And I'm happy to report the deer have definitely sniffed all of them but haven't taken a single bite out.....we are lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtoczKoI/AAAAAAAABAY/NG2aUTE86Y4/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999936178104962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtoczKoI/AAAAAAAABAY/NG2aUTE86Y4/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out last week from the guy that was plotting our whole 25,000 sq. ft. of sprinkler system that we are not going to be able to do it off of the water we currently have. Out where we live we don't get city water so we have a water users association, and we don't get enough gallons per minute for it to be worth doing. So our next project we're going to have to drill a well, hopefully they can find water not too deep!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDfKAPQdqI/AAAAAAAABBI/z6RWbvzMiSk/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328003722134976162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDfKAPQdqI/AAAAAAAABBI/z6RWbvzMiSk/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been busy around the house. I put up this picture wall in my family room, I think it turned out pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbsu7REbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/GYMDzpnVBaQ/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999920736637362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbsu7REbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/GYMDzpnVBaQ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jay put all new hardware on all of my cabinets....I love it! We're also going to be doing a tin back splash in the kitchen w/in the next couple weeks, I'm excited to get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbs1ILFKI/AAAAAAAABAA/QC8xIOg3xu0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999922401383586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbs1ILFKI/AAAAAAAABAA/QC8xIOg3xu0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtG-wnYI/AAAAAAAABAI/EBxBKHhYqYw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999927193738626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtG-wnYI/AAAAAAAABAI/EBxBKHhYqYw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jay also built these amazing shelves in my garage! I didn't think I would ever fill them, but by the time we got the garage cleaned up they were pretty much full!.....we need to build a shed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtbJKVoI/AAAAAAAABAQ/2WiY-Qh9168/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999932606076546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDbtbJKVoI/AAAAAAAABAQ/2WiY-Qh9168/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also built one for our food storage, and another one for all of his tools! He's a champ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That is pretty much what we've been doing. I got a new calling, I'm in charge of Enrichment! That should be fun and busy. Jay's parents came down for a few days, and it was so fun seeing them. My kids love them so much. They left Fri. morning and my parents came Sat. morning because Kellie was induced. So my Mom and I watched Kellie's kids until Tues. and I drove them down to Gallup and met my Dad on Tuesday night. I have no pictures of when Jay's parents visited or when the kids were here....too busy! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7073705699890109365?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7073705699890109365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7073705699890109365' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7073705699890109365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7073705699890109365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy.html' title='Busy.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SfDdu6jSJ3I/AAAAAAAABBA/PuCEtm1-fU8/s72-c/paisley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1776179229488641373</id><published>2009-03-30T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:02:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break.....</title><content type='html'>For "Spring Break" we headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eagar&lt;/span&gt; for the week. We took Jack with us so Kellie could start getting ready for when she has the baby and we had a great time. The weather was not so hot but Jack and Max still managed talking Papa into taking them fishing, on drives to look for stuff, and even hunted each other in the backyard! NO, I'm not kidding. We looked out the back window one day and there was Papa w/ his buck antlers on his head while Jack and Max hunted him down.  When they finally got him Papa would fall to the ground and then one of the boys would take turns being the "buck".....they actually had arguments about this, neither of them wanted to be the doe, only the buck!  Boys!  While the boys did all of their boy things Mia, my mom and I went shopping and just hung out.  One day I didn't get out of my pj's all day....it was great!  We also went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ABQ&lt;/span&gt; to the zoo one day.  The weather was beautiful and the kids absolutely loved it.  Here are a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGErdodXgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/3o47ZwBqqqc/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178517124832770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGErdodXgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/3o47ZwBqqqc/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack and Mia being lazy riding in the stroller! :)  (Sometimes I wish I had a stroller, and I would make my kids push me all around!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGErIXIuQI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gGPK5gbpymc/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178511415032066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGErIXIuQI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gGPK5gbpymc/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max and Pops &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;checkin&lt;/span&gt; out the polar bears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqr1SX3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/I-BorzIAOAw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178503756865394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqr1SX3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/I-BorzIAOAw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqSrzjPI/AAAAAAAAA-4/50lEJxNyitc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178497006210290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqSrzjPI/AAAAAAAAA-4/50lEJxNyitc/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cheezin&lt;/span&gt; out!....so excited to see the flamingos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqIVkSXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/2pAxvGvtRjY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319178494228580722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGEqIVkSXI/AAAAAAAAA-w/2pAxvGvtRjY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGGFx5AlsI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/JnOpqrqRFKY/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319180068751185602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGGFx5AlsI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/JnOpqrqRFKY/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best part about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Grammie's&lt;/span&gt; house.....dress ups, high heels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt;, tea parties, and getting your toenails and fingernails painted hot pink.....what a life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1776179229488641373?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1776179229488641373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1776179229488641373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1776179229488641373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1776179229488641373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SdGErdodXgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/3o47ZwBqqqc/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5995706377938436971</id><published>2009-03-07T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:32:03.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How we roll on a Sat....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCo15CnhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JWrIS32xFz0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591286284295698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCo15CnhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JWrIS32xFz0/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sparkly pink shoes......check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCpj3hQjI/AAAAAAAAA-o/UNq4o-AJZH8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591298625946162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCpj3hQjI/AAAAAAAAA-o/UNq4o-AJZH8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chocolate covered face and your brothers hat.....check, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCojs8Z9I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/usnEuIU_k0c/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591281401718738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCojs8Z9I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/usnEuIU_k0c/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking a little "WT" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(That's white trast for those of you who don't know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; PRICELESS!&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/7943869305822755607-5995706377938436971?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5995706377938436971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5995706377938436971' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5995706377938436971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5995706377938436971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-we-roll-on-sat.html' title='How we roll on a Sat....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SbMCo15CnhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/JWrIS32xFz0/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-157397602870288541</id><published>2009-02-24T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:03:49.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia + PB&amp;J</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaSFa3o4EgI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Guv5TpXj2BM/s1600-h/005+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306512957607776770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaSFa3o4EgI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Guv5TpXj2BM/s320/005+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Equals= pure, complete BLISS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-157397602870288541?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/157397602870288541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=157397602870288541' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/157397602870288541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/157397602870288541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/mia-pb.html' title='Mia + PB&amp;J'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaSFa3o4EgI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Guv5TpXj2BM/s72-c/005+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2526419895171138392</id><published>2009-02-21T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:00:10.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and a bookshelf....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today is Jay's dad's and Jacks birthday! We just wanted to tell Bob how much we love him and all he does for our family. He is an awesome Grandpa and we are so greatful for him. Happy Birthday Bob! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaClk4RIXJI/AAAAAAAAA90/i4HmAflbu4I/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305422414040554642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaClk4RIXJI/AAAAAAAAA90/i4HmAflbu4I/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bob, Max, Mia and Jay at Yellowstone this last Sept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaClkoq0BjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/a-bZ9KUig8U/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305422409853306418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaClkoq0BjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/a-bZ9KUig8U/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little man turned 3 today! Happy Birthday Jackers we love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookshelf.....so speaking of Jay's awesome dad. For Max's birthday I told him he needed a bookshelf, he told me to find one I liked and he would make it. So I gave him this picture of this one I found in Land of Nod.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaCl2Gw9QQI/AAAAAAAAA98/z_fEj3oIA2k/s1600-h/0404241_LowRiderBkcase_W209%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305422709989916930" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaCl2Gw9QQI/AAAAAAAAA98/z_fEj3oIA2k/s320/0404241_LowRiderBkcase_W209%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And got this beauty that he and Jay built together! Can I just say amazing!! I don't know how he does it, but he is amazing! Thanks Grandpa we love it, and so does Max.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaDNYzegSUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/3kqYBn0c12w/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305466187061152066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaDNYzegSUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/3kqYBn0c12w/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2526419895171138392?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2526419895171138392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2526419895171138392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2526419895171138392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2526419895171138392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthdays-and-bookshelf.html' title='Birthdays and a bookshelf....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SaClk4RIXJI/AAAAAAAAA90/i4HmAflbu4I/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2303926349209049636</id><published>2009-02-17T14:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:43:02.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVING</title><content type='html'>I know Valentine's Day is over but I just wanted to post a few things that our family is "LOVING" right now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jill:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The book order from scholastic that Max brings home every couple of months....I love to buy my kids books and it has great deals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*The Book of Mormon, we have been reading diligently as a family since the first of the year and it has brought an amazing spirit into our home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Target valentines clearance....I bought so much stuff from it today, and each thing was under $2!...can't wait for next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Living by my sister. I never thought I would get to live so close to Kellie. It has been so much fun and is sooo nice to have someone to hang out when you need a break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jay:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Work, we are so blessed that Jay has a job right now and we are very thankful for it and "loving" it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Sleep. He has been working alot of hours and sleep is always good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs6d01ahjI/AAAAAAAAA88/R4RughQnMXs/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897270232188466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs6d01ahjI/AAAAAAAAA88/R4RughQnMXs/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*says he loves his new piggie bank he got for valentines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*playing with Jack and Abbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*new books...especially these ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXwCsBSI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Dew-BchKP0s/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915857564140834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXwCsBSI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Dew-BchKP0s/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXtG3OYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/F11ERw9GpTo/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915856776345986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXtG3OYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/F11ERw9GpTo/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mia: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;loves this new baby from Hobby Lobby! We were in the "doll making" isle and she was freaking out about it. It was only a $1.50 so I bought it....she won't put it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs6dZD0anI/AAAAAAAAA80/4m8rgyjStyI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897262776412786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs6dZD0anI/AAAAAAAAA80/4m8rgyjStyI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's kinda creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXWpSwjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jRo9rPn-jck/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303915850746741298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtLXWpSwjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jRo9rPn-jck/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also got this new book....it is the funniest book I've ever read and I'm pretty sure this is Mia and all of her bossy dollies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She loves having tea parties w/me and her babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2303926349209049636?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2303926349209049636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2303926349209049636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2303926349209049636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2303926349209049636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/loving.html' title='LOVING'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs6d01ahjI/AAAAAAAAA88/R4RughQnMXs/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5508180347781746592</id><published>2009-02-16T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:01:42.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>We had a good Valentines day did you? We were suppose to go to Eagar but Mia was still semi-sick and Max had a low grade fever and they both had wicked coughs so we decided to stay home. Kellie's kids were also sick so on Sat. we went to her house for a few hours and had our little valentine's party. It wasn't too exciting, they kids ate heart shaped pizza and for dessert had kabobs with grapes, pound cake, pink marshmallows, and strawberries(they were so cute I wish I would have taken a pic.)to dip in a yummy chocolate sauce! YUMM-O! Oh, and I can't forget, they got to have a Valentine toast w/ their red champagne glasses.....they thought they were so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtBXm4magI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ie2ixaVKQsI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303904859989633538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtBXm4magI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ie2ixaVKQsI/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Mia in her Valentine's outfit....not so happy! :( This is pretty much how she has been for a week straight! (I'm pretty ready for her to be DONE!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZszDNRh7dI/AAAAAAAAA8E/XDBw12nzCtw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303889116354702802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZszDNRh7dI/AAAAAAAAA8E/XDBw12nzCtw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs085GqbeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ZS_ieTc7l1M/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891206884453858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs085GqbeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ZS_ieTc7l1M/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZszCq6_mwI/AAAAAAAAA70/rU3QEcbwjds/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303889107133373186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZszCq6_mwI/AAAAAAAAA70/rU3QEcbwjds/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs08bvxs_I/AAAAAAAAA8U/opuW_xPGGp8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891199003833330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs08bvxs_I/AAAAAAAAA8U/opuW_xPGGp8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all the pics I got, our kids were looking ROUGH! Oh well it's the memories that count not how good you look right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs083yh5FI/AAAAAAAAA8k/BBj4M8YdmVk/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891206531572818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs083yh5FI/AAAAAAAAA8k/BBj4M8YdmVk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammie and Papa were nice enought to send the kids balloons w/ a prize tied onto them since we didn't get to go to their house. Max and Mia loved them, and are still playing w/ the balloons which still have helium in them, wierd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs09KO6AEI/AAAAAAAAA8s/1q0mNKCQVW4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891211482431554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZs09KO6AEI/AAAAAAAAA8s/1q0mNKCQVW4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beauties are from my hubcap! Thanks Jay(or maybe I should be thanking Rush, Sean Hannity or one of the other Conservative AM radio guys!...you see Jay listens non-stop and so it wasn't that surprising when a week before Valentines Day there is a debit on our account from Pro-Flowers!....they advertise for them constantly, so thank you for reminding my husband!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5508180347781746592?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5508180347781746592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5508180347781746592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5508180347781746592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5508180347781746592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZtBXm4magI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ie2ixaVKQsI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3043360753160990691</id><published>2009-02-10T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:08:23.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;We haven't been up to much lately. But here are a few pics to show you what we have been doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZH1_i8WyRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/DEsBctvmUrA/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301288708452305170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZH1_i8WyRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/DEsBctvmUrA/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I finally got my new glasses! YEAH! This is the bolder pair, and I'm starting to like them more. They feel so big to me, but I guess I better start getting use to "bigger" because before you know it I'm going to be needing some bifocals!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzn-Xb04I/AAAAAAAAA7A/IDZOkH-rbvU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286104473523074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzn-Xb04I/AAAAAAAAA7A/IDZOkH-rbvU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack came and stayed with us a few weeks ago for a few days! He and Max love each other and play pretty well together. They had a blast in our mud pit of a yard, I think their muddy clothes are still in my garage! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzoDwLXiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-kMyN2If3nk/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286105919479330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzoDwLXiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-kMyN2If3nk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to watch Kellie's kids for a few hours last week while she went to the Dr. (She is having a little girl and she is due in April....just thought I would update everyone since she NEVER updates her blog!) We made Valentines, and then the kids played outside. The weather was really good, I think it may have been close to 60 degrees one day, but then winter came again, Max didn't have pre-school today because it was a "snow day". Go away winter, we're ready for SPRING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzoXNVc9I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lLKbCfQYeVQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286111142048722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzoXNVc9I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lLKbCfQYeVQ/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abbie was the only one that took a cute pic. while making Valentines, so she's the lucky one that gets to be on the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzowqPW-I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3dp7ZG9KSB0/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286117974170594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHzowqPW-I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3dp7ZG9KSB0/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few of the beauties...I wish I would have taken a pic. of Abbies.....it was all garbed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHznjeZaxI/AAAAAAAAA64/5IJZeamS_PE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286097254968082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZHznjeZaxI/AAAAAAAAA64/5IJZeamS_PE/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this boy. He tells me, "Jiwl your my best friend." (The "W" is to emphasise the way he says my name.) He is so funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last weekend Jay and I were able to go to Albuquerque for our Stake Temple day. Thanks Kellie and Clint for watching our kids. I even sent Mia to Kellie's house w/ a fever, am I a bad Mom or what? They took them swimming and to the library and all kinds of fun, Max hates to come home! Jackers asked his mommy why I didn't come w/ my kids to their house and Kellie told him, "because her and uncle Jay are going to the temple." Jack replied, "to have a baby?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia still wasn't feeling good today. I was pretty sure she had croup, she walks around our house and sounds like Darth Vader with her heavy/labored breathing. Sure enough I took her in this morning and she does. So it looks like the next couple days will be filled w/ antibiotics, steroids, and some R&amp;amp;R so we can get better to go to Grammie and Papa's this weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-3043360753160990691?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3043360753160990691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3043360753160990691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3043360753160990691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3043360753160990691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-havent-been-up-to-much-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SZH1_i8WyRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/DEsBctvmUrA/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6806561441564640680</id><published>2009-01-26T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:29:33.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia with her big girl ponies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mia is getting so big.  Her hair isn't very long but I can actually put it in ponies now.  She looks so grown up and soooo much like her aunt Kellie.  They don't last very long though, she usually rips them out in no time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298051020963934626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VVJzcaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/qofCqa6XTnU/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VTXkNEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/OhZAbbxm51E/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298051020484785218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VTXkNEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/OhZAbbxm51E/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VFqTO2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/p2kJlcU2w7Y/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298051016805268322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VFqTO2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/p2kJlcU2w7Y/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is Mia when Max was up at Kellie's house.  We had fun just her and I and we even had a tea party.  She loved it.  Now she thinks we have to have tea  parties every day which is ok with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6806561441564640680?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6806561441564640680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6806561441564640680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6806561441564640680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6806561441564640680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/mia-with-her-big-girl-ponies.html' title='Mia with her big girl ponies....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SYZ1VVJzcaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/qofCqa6XTnU/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4254199540273839145</id><published>2009-01-21T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:49:48.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Tag</title><content type='html'>My friend Gina did this tag and I thought it would be fun to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What year did you graduate? 1999&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you date someone from high school? A few, and a guy from another town&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of car did you drive? I drove my parents Crown Vic. aka....grandma car!  It was brown and hot stuff.  I grew up literally a block away from school and drove almost every morning or Kates picked me up!  I was LAZY!&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the most embarrassing moment of high school? I don't know.  I know I've had a ton of embarrassing things happen to me but I can't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;5. Were you a party animal? No.&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you considered a flirt? I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? No, I wish I had been but I have NO musical abilities.&lt;br /&gt;8.Were you a nerd? I'm sure I was&lt;br /&gt;9. Where you on any varsity teams? volleyball and softball&lt;br /&gt;10.Did you get suspended/expelled? No, I was pretty harmless&lt;br /&gt;12. Who were your favorite teachers? I have a few...Mr. Smith, Mr. Schwarz, and Mrs Burnham(because she was so out of it I ditched her class all the time, she thought I was in every club/sport available!)&lt;br /&gt;13. What classes do you wish you would have taken? I think I took pretty much everything that was available....our school was small, there wasn't alot of options.&lt;br /&gt;14.What was your school's full name? Round Valley High School&lt;br /&gt;15. School mascot? Elk...&lt;br /&gt;16. Did you go to Homecoming and who with? junior year: Jason Hall, senior year: Jake Cates&lt;br /&gt;17.Where did you go on "Senior Skip Day"? I don't know if we had a "Senior skip day" but we had a senior trip.  We went to Magic Mountain, Catalina Island and the beach, I have to say it was a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;18. Were you in any clubs? I was in a ton of clubs, but can honestly say I didn't contribute to any of them.&lt;br /&gt;19.Who was your prom date? sophmore year: Devon Whiting, junior year: Shane Shumway, senior year Hank Hamblin&lt;br /&gt;20.What do you remember most about graduation? I thought it was such a big deal, in all reality it's no big deal at all. &lt;br /&gt;21. What advice would you give yourself? Make sure you finish college.&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you planning on going to your reunions? Our ten year is this summer and I'm excited to see everyone&lt;br /&gt;23. If you could go back and do it again would you? Probably not, but I loved High School and had a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag everyone who wants to do this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4254199540273839145?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4254199540273839145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4254199540273839145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4254199540273839145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4254199540273839145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-school-tag.html' title='High School Tag'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8315309265430448542</id><published>2009-01-19T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:53:48.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick trip to Idaho</title><content type='html'>On a Thursday night around 5 p.m. we decided to go to Idaho.  So on Friday morning at 6 a.m. we left!  Not to mention Jay and I didn't get to sleep until 1 a.m.  We had packing, and cleaning and stuff like that to do.  It was a semi-quick trip, would have been quicker if we hadn't been puking(I'll spare you all the details).  We did get a few needed things done while we were up there.  Jay went to his Dr. and we also went and got our eyes checked and got glasses and contacts!  YEAH, I have been waiting to do this for awhile.  Some women have purse addictions, or shoe addictions, not me I have eyeglass addictions.  I bought 4 pair!  Oh my, I can't believe I'm admitting that.  One bold pair, one not so bold pair, and 2 pair of sunglasses...one brown polarized, and one grey polarized(you really need both!)  I use to have an excuse, it was my job to have fabulous glasses, now I'm a mommy with fabulous glasses.  Anyways so we got home on Thurs. night, Jay had a work party on Fri. and I have been slowly but surely getting all the Christmas stuff put away.  Yes you read that right CHRISTMAS.....I procrastinated!  Chad and Amber stopped by today, and he was just in time to haul out what was left of my tree!  Thank you Chad!  I just finished our taxes(at least I'm not procrastinating everything), and am looking at my house thinking WOW I need some decor!  When we moved in I had all of my fall stuff, then Christmas and now it's looking pretty much bare bones!  So that is all we have been doing.  Oh, Jay and his Dad stayed up till all hours of the night making Max an awesome book shelf.  I still have to paint it, then I will post pics.  It is truly amazing what his Dad can whip out!  I have ZERO pics of our trip so this is just one long boring post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8315309265430448542?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8315309265430448542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8315309265430448542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8315309265430448542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8315309265430448542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-trip-to-idaho.html' title='Quick trip to Idaho'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-993931837672503342</id><published>2009-01-19T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:23:09.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benadryl Allergy + Naughty Mia = One LONG trip to the ER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SXVfAnMJKyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iMctHf7SmxM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293241401168440098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SXVfAnMJKyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iMctHf7SmxM/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Over a week ago we were eating dinner. Mia was finished so I got her out of her high chair so she could play. Jay and I were discussing how she is a "pill" and I was telling Jay that she is going to be our kid that is always getting hurt!(I promise this is really what we were talking about.) So we hear a choking/coughing noise, Jay gets up and sees little Mia downing the benadryl. Grrrr...so we call poison control they tell us she has to go the the ER. You cannot induce vomiting, or get your stomach pumped. It will speed up your heart rate and if too much is ingested she could go into cardiac arrest! Alright, alright they scared us enough. So Jay packs a bag w/ a baby, some books and a sipper and is out the door. He spent like 5 hours there so they could "watch" her and yes, she is fine. She is a STINK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-993931837672503342?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/993931837672503342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=993931837672503342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/993931837672503342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/993931837672503342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/benadryl-allergy-naughty-mia-one-long.html' title='Benadryl Allergy + Naughty Mia = One LONG trip to the ER'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SXVfAnMJKyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iMctHf7SmxM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8083751633701351274</id><published>2009-01-05T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:10:41.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an idiot</title><content type='html'>This morning while my kids were eating their breakfast, it was cold so I started to build a fire. When I opened the door all of these ashes came pouring out(it's way past time to clean them out I've just been putting it off). Jay has been telling me to buy a little bucket and little shovel for that and I always just use the vacuum hose. He tells me ALL the time, "make sure none of those coals are hot!" I always laugh to myself, "I'm not an idiot!" Well, apparently I am. So here I am happily vacuuming up these ashes(and for some reason I love doing this, I think it's how fast they get all vacuumed up or something) and I start smelling something really bad, kinda electrical smelling. I look up at there are full on sparks, flames you name it shooting out of the side of the vac. where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;filter&lt;/span&gt; is! "Oh, Crap, Oh, Crap I'm yelling I tear off the back and the bag inside of it is on fire. I take it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; and throw it in the snow, then come back in and the vac. is still melting. I take it outside and figure it's only like 17 degrees out there it will stop. So right when I walk back in I look at Mia happily eating in her high chair and she looks right at me and says "crap"! Little Mia, who hasn't said a clear word in her life, Mia who doesn't even speak our language, she speaks one all her own. I am the worst Mom....I guess I have to watch what I say around her. So now my house smells something fierce, and I went to check on the vac. Well the bag is up in flames(laying in the snow), and the vac. is still smoking away.....it has a huge hole burned down the bottom of it! WHOOPS! Thank goodness I wasn't using my new Dyson my parents gave me for Christmas! I think I've learned my lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8083751633701351274?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8083751633701351274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8083751633701351274' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8083751633701351274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8083751633701351274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-and-idiot.html' title='I&apos;m an idiot'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7580923890832574879</id><published>2008-12-30T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:12:08.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas....</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas. My parents and Kellie and Clint and their kids came down to our house for Christmas Eve dinner. We had our usual, Mexican food and it was yummy. Our kids were wiped out, we were reading out of the Bible and looked over and Max was out....it was only 6:30 so we put them to bed. I had a few more things to wrap so while I wrapped I watched The Christmas Story probably a total of 2 times.(TBS was showing it 24 hours). I don't think I can ever get sick of that show. Anyways Santa came and left a bike for Max, a doll house for Mia and all 4 seasons of the office for Mom and Dad(can life get any better?)....here are alot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAHILuH2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/zB7qR-l6RuA/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029816337669986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAHILuH2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/zB7qR-l6RuA/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Christmas Jammies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAH28I5nI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xMZR3mdlabw/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029828888782450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAH28I5nI/AAAAAAAAA4k/xMZR3mdlabw/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max looking awesome on his new ride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAJbhcQGI/AAAAAAAAA40/ykSqrupHviI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029855888785506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAJbhcQGI/AAAAAAAAA40/ykSqrupHviI/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia playing w/ her new tea set from Grammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFN5PEBaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/lHLcCMcomZU/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286035430142379426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFN5PEBaI/AAAAAAAAA5E/lHLcCMcomZU/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max playing w/ his awesome new train he got from Grandma and Grandpa C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAIxHPRlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_JgdCcH7Kj8/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029844504594002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAIxHPRlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_JgdCcH7Kj8/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia cheesin out.  She was so excited on Christmas morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAKC3pV1I/AAAAAAAAA48/Fau64bTh56Y/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286029866450900818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAKC3pV1I/AAAAAAAAA48/Fau64bTh56Y/s320/christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Sunday before Christmas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFO6NM7_I/AAAAAAAAA5U/OZVutyvk2HM/s1600-h/max+w+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286035447582879730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFO6NM7_I/AAAAAAAAA5U/OZVutyvk2HM/s320/max+w+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFOMmjlFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/LDn9hvuX0n8/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286035435341190226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvFOMmjlFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/LDn9hvuX0n8/s320/GetAttachment%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max "proud" of papa's buck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7580923890832574879?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7580923890832574879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7580923890832574879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7580923890832574879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7580923890832574879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVvAHILuH2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/zB7qR-l6RuA/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-707936697035358978</id><published>2008-12-29T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:25:43.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Express</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Dec. 23rd we went up to Durango to the Polar Express. We did it last year, and this year was just as fun, or more because there was a TON of snow. The kids loved it, and there is just something magical about seeing that huge steam engine rounding the corner blowing it's whistle. We videoed it and Max was so excited he was screaming, "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas." I love that we are only 30 minutes away, it's definitely going to be our little "tradition" we do every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJpx08GuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/CNzf8R-W1XA/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618094771542754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJpx08GuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/CNzf8R-W1XA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy and Max FREEZING...well I was anyways maybe I should have worn a coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmsolEk-2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/yKZXzq7MKhg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285445450842045282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmsolEk-2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/yKZXzq7MKhg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmso-b4ruI/AAAAAAAAA2o/btpF5sbovpw/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285445457650691810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmso-b4ruI/AAAAAAAAA2o/btpF5sbovpw/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally on, and one of the cooks was nice enough to take a family pic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJrP43OHI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/BGYkW6aAW5w/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618120020932722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJrP43OHI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/BGYkW6aAW5w/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot Chocolate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJrTzyDrI/AAAAAAAAA3g/xTdxk0s43uA/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618121073364658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJrTzyDrI/AAAAAAAAA3g/xTdxk0s43uA/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia, enjoying the chocolate covered graham crackers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJqrV5qJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Y_1aA0i3h5s/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618110210615442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJqrV5qJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Y_1aA0i3h5s/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for Santa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmspijNQCI/AAAAAAAAA24/W5TNCWe8UFw/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285445467345076258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmspijNQCI/AAAAAAAAA24/W5TNCWe8UFw/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max, and Santa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmsqEDgz7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/IoIikP8F13E/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285445476338945970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVmsqEDgz7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/IoIikP8F13E/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mia and Santa, she didn't know what to think. By this point she was pretty tired and ready for bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-707936697035358978?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/707936697035358978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=707936697035358978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/707936697035358978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/707936697035358978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/polar-express.html' title='Polar Express'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpJpx08GuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/CNzf8R-W1XA/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2505952216034709224</id><published>2008-12-29T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:30:16.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making cookies.....</title><content type='html'>The Friday before Christmas Kellie came over to help me make carmel's for all my neighbors and friends. She has an AMAZING recipe, so while she was making the carmel's I made sugar cookie dough and gingerbread dough for the kiddos. Here are a few pictures: &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSAgqgk1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/4nEdaH8QPdU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285627281394406226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSAgqgk1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/4nEdaH8QPdU/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max and Jack hard at work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBwikjBI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OdAI4UHAiDI/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285627302835948562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBwikjBI/AAAAAAAAA4I/OdAI4UHAiDI/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBMkAmJI/AAAAAAAAA34/9N4ntsHU26M/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285627293178304658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBMkAmJI/AAAAAAAAA34/9N4ntsHU26M/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBU1mnmI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ZT0acqlSpU4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285627295399583330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSBU1mnmI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ZT0acqlSpU4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jackers loving the frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSCFzg19I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/mvzqDpH_LFQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285627308544153554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSCFzg19I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/mvzqDpH_LFQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Mia too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2505952216034709224?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2505952216034709224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2505952216034709224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2505952216034709224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2505952216034709224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-cookies.html' title='Making cookies.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SVpSAgqgk1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/4nEdaH8QPdU/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1942138600989257358</id><published>2008-12-17T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:57:23.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming</title><content type='html'>We have gotten quite a bit of snow the last couple of days. Max LOVES it! He was out there all afternoon yesterday(like 5 hours), and has been out there now for over an hour. Yesterday Jay was shoveling our walkway and he helped Max build a little snowman. Max named him Frank. We cannot wait for Christmas to be here. Almost every morning Max wakes up and says, "Mom, I think it's Christmas today." We are going on the Polar Express next Tuesday, and are hoping it will be snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQWOiSxSI/AAAAAAAAA08/o7Ypt8Fxe0Q/s1600-h/snowman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280910749602071842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQWOiSxSI/AAAAAAAAA08/o7Ypt8Fxe0Q/s320/snowman.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and "Frank"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQUZ27kYI/AAAAAAAAA0c/r53ZY5UNoYc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280910718281683330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQUZ27kYI/AAAAAAAAA0c/r53ZY5UNoYc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia, oh Mia. What can I say she is a BUSY little girl. She is starting to climb!!! Oh my, Max never even attempted to climb up on stuff, and she just pushes all the little chairs around to where she wants them and climbs right up. Then she cries because she is stuck! It's a never ending cycle. She also has this obsession with her clothes. She loves to carry them around and shake them in the air, then try to put them on. It is really funny to watch. She is saying more words, and it getting another tooth. I got all my blurry Christmas cards sent, yes you heard me BLURRY!  So if  you are one of the lucky people that got one, yes I know their blurry and I am too cheap to get new ones, so that's how they are.  That just about all that is going on here, oh ya, and the never ending present wrapping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQVwpa1LI/AAAAAAAAA00/St4bG_H0qKw/s1600-h/IMG_0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280910741578896562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQVwpa1LI/AAAAAAAAA00/St4bG_H0qKw/s320/IMG_0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQVZcu3WI/AAAAAAAAA0s/74oSD7q12nI/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280910735351668066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQVZcu3WI/AAAAAAAAA0s/74oSD7q12nI/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQU0lIsiI/AAAAAAAAA0k/pHaoPh-wn5w/s1600-h/006_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280910725454803490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQU0lIsiI/AAAAAAAAA0k/pHaoPh-wn5w/s320/006_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1942138600989257358?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1942138600989257358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1942138600989257358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1942138600989257358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1942138600989257358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SUmQWOiSxSI/AAAAAAAAA08/o7Ypt8Fxe0Q/s72-c/snowman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1111162996804470764</id><published>2008-12-07T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:11:38.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is my Dad's bday.  I just wanted to tell him how much I love him.  He is an great Dad, and an even greater grandpa.  He has been such a huge influence in my life and I am truly greatful for him.  Happy Birthday Pops we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STy3OLDM8-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cja4H-xm604/s1600-h/mia+and+papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STy3OLDM8-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cja4H-xm604/s320/mia+and+papa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277294317483652066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia and Papa, she loves him because he ALWAYS gives her snacks, he holds her whenever she wants no matter how busy he is, and he even taught her how to say deer this weekend.&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/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STy3NhuP8CI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fqMO5xf_svo/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STy3NhuP8CI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fqMO5xf_svo/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277294306389913634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Max, Tanner, Jack, and Papa.  Max loves him because he takes him fishing, he shoots bucks, and elks and turkeys down, he likes fires and he eats hamburgers.....(all his words!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1111162996804470764?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1111162996804470764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1111162996804470764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1111162996804470764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1111162996804470764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday Papa'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STy3OLDM8-I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/cja4H-xm604/s72-c/mia+and+papa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-193984592634253525</id><published>2008-12-07T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:42:54.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;This weekend we went to Eagar for my Dad's 60th bday. We had alot of fun. For my mom's bday all of us kids and my Dad went in on a playhouse for her yard. It finally got done so this weekend it made it's BIG debut and it was a HIT! I cannot explain how cute it is, and it is truly a "babysitter". On Sat. we all went out to get a Christmas tree and had fun. My parents took all the grand kids to the electric light parade, my mom got all the little boys blinking reindeer noses, and the girls blinking necklaces, the kids were in heaven. When they got home from that we got a few babysitters for all of the kids and all the adults went up to Molly's for dinner. The food was awesome, and all being together was great. We really missed Shane and Shannon. Here are a few pics from the weekend.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STyAwIJsY-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/uPRfwcvkSWg/s1600-h/playouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277234427681596386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STyAwIJsY-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/uPRfwcvkSWg/s320/playouse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playhouse&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/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STx-J_go9DI/AAAAAAAAAy4/W3evjES696A/s1600-h/light+parade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277231573503636530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STx-J_go9DI/AAAAAAAAAy4/W3evjES696A/s320/light+parade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The light parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STx-Is8M-jI/AAAAAAAAAyo/21AXNr89xGw/s1600-h/rudolf+noses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277231551339100722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STx-Is8M-jI/AAAAAAAAAyo/21AXNr89xGw/s320/rudolf+noses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;reindeer noses that blinked&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/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STyAvnEj_1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/2PItK9w-9Wo/s1600-h/mom+and+dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277234418801704786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STyAvnEj_1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/2PItK9w-9Wo/s320/mom+and+dad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-193984592634253525?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/193984592634253525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=193984592634253525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/193984592634253525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/193984592634253525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-weekend.html' title='A good weekend'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STyAwIJsY-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/uPRfwcvkSWg/s72-c/playouse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2580468713930222404</id><published>2008-12-04T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:35:56.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Girl</title><content type='html'>I love having a little girl. When we were building this house, we would come and see how it looked, and right when we would walk into Mia's PINK room she would get so excited(and so would I...I told Jay that I might need a pink room). She loves necklaces, skirts, putting on some lips(lip gloss),twirling,babies(she might be a better "mommy" than me), hair spray(thanks aunt kellie),and shoes. She is at such a fun age right now, she copies everything I do. She said "thank you" for the first time today, I love you Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiCSvCbyYI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5G0YRxYZV54/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276110221840468354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiCSvCbyYI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5G0YRxYZV54/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiDCZaJcnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/NLXsSYKT8eY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276111040668070514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiDCZaJcnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/NLXsSYKT8eY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiCT5CZ1sI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BbNRyT3_Kjg/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276110241704564418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiCT5CZ1sI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BbNRyT3_Kjg/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2580468713930222404?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2580468713930222404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2580468713930222404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2580468713930222404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2580468713930222404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-girl.html' title='All Girl'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STiCSvCbyYI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5G0YRxYZV54/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7499507879202775328</id><published>2008-12-02T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:50:18.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, Buzz, and a buck</title><content type='html'>Our Thanksgiving was good.  Jay had to work(but was able to come in for the day)so we decided to stay home.  My parents came up, I made my first turkey(which turned out pretty dang good), and my mom, dad, and Jay pretty much made everything else.  On Friday my Mom, Mia and I all went shopping....all day long.  We found some pretty good deals and I have to say that Mia was a CHAMP(it had to have been because Grammie was there because she is NEVER that good for me while I'm shopping).  We are so Thankful for our families and for this holiday season.  Here are a few pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQYK-fPEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/__pWcD40QxM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275351652216290370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQYK-fPEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/__pWcD40QxM/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max, Mia and Pops enjoying some veggies and ranch.....Mia was LOVING dipping like a big girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQZSFdx_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/8MKbDBXns4Q/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275351671304472562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQZSFdx_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/8MKbDBXns4Q/s320/23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Jay, looking surprised, and Mia still busy dipping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQYaT9NhI/AAAAAAAAAxc/_c7s1oOE4Jk/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275351656332867090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQYaT9NhI/AAAAAAAAAxc/_c7s1oOE4Jk/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day my parents left Max wanted to put on his Buzz costume, and just kept it on all day.  It would make me laugh so hard because I would look at him and he would be playing cars or something in full attire....funny kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQY5FLBZI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Zx7NsY2E4sg/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275351664592356754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQY5FLBZI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Zx7NsY2E4sg/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All tuckered out.  I was busy folding laundry or something and walked out into the living room to this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275351676761902450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQZmanjXI/AAAAAAAAAx0/EzrMR0RcD-g/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have about 5 nice size bucks in our yard right now....Max is pretty sure he "needs to shoot them with his gun."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7499507879202775328?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7499507879202775328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7499507879202775328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7499507879202775328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7499507879202775328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-buzz-and-buck.html' title='Thanksgiving, Buzz, and a buck'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/STXQYK-fPEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/__pWcD40QxM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8197724827083161659</id><published>2008-11-17T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:21:58.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update....</title><content type='html'>*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is busy w/ school, and has a new teacher named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Miss Margie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;can fold her arms for the prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had his 4 yr. appt and weighs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;40 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lbs and is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;42 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;inches tall.....he also had to get 5 shots!&lt;br /&gt;*I am still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unpacking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....3 more boxes&lt;br /&gt;*We are sooooo excited for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has been busy with work, but was able to go hunting with my dad and brothers and got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;buck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have this small feeling that I will never have a "hunting free fall again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; moved to Cortez CO, and they only live &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hour away.....smile&lt;br /&gt;*I am almost done with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shopping&lt;br /&gt;*My kids drive me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; some days....I had to hide from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the other day, you know crouched down behind my bed&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is pretty sure that we have to leave &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Christmas balloons." So I guess "Christmas balloons" are going to be our new tradition.&lt;br /&gt;*Today I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;throw dirt clods at each other and then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; really hard&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mia&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a maniac walker....I can hear her little feat pitter patter on the floor all day....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when I hear it, that is my que to HIDE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is convinced that we are turning all of his deer meat into jerky, today when I broke the news that it was "his responsibility" he looked at me in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our new ward.............and are counting down the days until Mia is 18 months(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;144&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;*I'm pretty sure I have sent more emails today than I ever have in my life&lt;br /&gt;*We are happy, and enjoying this holiday season.....and oh ya, we can't wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8197724827083161659?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8197724827083161659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8197724827083161659' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8197724827083161659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8197724827083161659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-288235836343579888</id><published>2008-11-17T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:09:46.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Great....The GREAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is my Grandpa Sorensen, or as known to my kids "Grandpa Great". He is just that....Great! He made all 22 of his great grand sons these awesome little boxes with their initials on them. How does an 80 year old man do that? I guess you have to be GREAT or something! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSHPjzxY94I/AAAAAAAAAxE/OMp5V6_igtc/s1600-h/B0000406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269721253099927426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSHPjzxY94I/AAAAAAAAAxE/OMp5V6_igtc/s320/B0000406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSHPjlpKJOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/b53YUpWLd1g/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269721249307305186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSHPjlpKJOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/b53YUpWLd1g/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSIUi0ZBqQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/AeHcJBRsO9M/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269797102388619522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSIUi0ZBqQI/AAAAAAAAAxM/AeHcJBRsO9M/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-288235836343579888?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/288235836343579888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=288235836343579888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/288235836343579888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/288235836343579888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/grandpa-greatthe-great.html' title='Grandpa Great....The GREAT!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SSHPjzxY94I/AAAAAAAAAxE/OMp5V6_igtc/s72-c/B0000406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1705714397941987947</id><published>2008-11-05T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:26:22.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>For Halloween this year everyone went to my parents house for a Halloween party but mostly because Shane and Shannon blessed their little boy Tanner......here are some pics of the dress ups........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFA4fI5NI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P-96xTX8On4/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206058326484178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFA4fI5NI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P-96xTX8On4/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFBMWHmOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/tdxUnZ8c4zA/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206063657359586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFBMWHmOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/tdxUnZ8c4zA/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack and Max....or Buzz and Darth Vader&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdE_NXzWI/AAAAAAAAAws/MZpvNmiiMiY/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232517129555298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdE_NXzWI/AAAAAAAAAws/MZpvNmiiMiY/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia a grouchy little witch.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206094471460274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFC_IxdbI/AAAAAAAAAwU/141IyIqo6kc/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her costume turned out so good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdEFo-LrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/9ueTPkR2CGE/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232501676060338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdEFo-LrI/AAAAAAAAAwc/9ueTPkR2CGE/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdEVEmnmI/AAAAAAAAAwk/vUAPh9kXdME/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232505818488418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHdEVEmnmI/AAAAAAAAAwk/vUAPh9kXdME/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the Grandkids....all 13 of them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And wouldn't you know I have NO pics of little Tanner or Shane and Shannon just this one of the kids.  We had a wonderful time seeing everyone and the kids LOVED playing outside.....Thanks Grammie and Papa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1705714397941987947?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1705714397941987947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1705714397941987947' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1705714397941987947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1705714397941987947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SRHFA4fI5NI/AAAAAAAAAv0/P-96xTX8On4/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7181920449125879350</id><published>2008-10-26T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:49:56.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Give me a Home ... Where the deer and the antelope play...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here are some pics. of our new home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDpDbLiWI/AAAAAAAAAto/NY14vixKaBc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261545374736943458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDpDbLiWI/AAAAAAAAAto/NY14vixKaBc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261545395010633682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDqO8zf9I/AAAAAAAAAtw/jiWijVCDfZ0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDqhQPJNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_t-FMMonEoc/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261545399923975378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDqhQPJNI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_t-FMMonEoc/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living room....right when you walk in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDrgm_vBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/IcB4V2zYtNY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261545416930868242" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDrgm_vBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/IcB4V2zYtNY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right when you walk in to your left....this is not how this little area will look but I haven't decided yet so here it is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOTMmShmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7BR9IwQxeao/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261557093870241378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOTMmShmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7BR9IwQxeao/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTQlxW6bLI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wJEpw1Wjdzo/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261559611998760114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTQlxW6bLI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wJEpw1Wjdzo/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTQmmgNdRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Jyf0SHPZt0c/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261559626264835346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTQmmgNdRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Jyf0SHPZt0c/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kitchen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOU42mKBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ceyP-2bDaSE/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261557122929666066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOU42mKBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ceyP-2bDaSE/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOTwjp0dI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dj97iP2NDGM/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261557103522861522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOTwjp0dI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dj97iP2NDGM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOURngCNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VfCwCABOGZE/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261557112397367506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOURngCNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VfCwCABOGZE/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Master Bath&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTSAi4FHiI/AAAAAAAAAvg/RRfIePNgZpk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261561171479436834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTSAi4FHiI/AAAAAAAAAvg/RRfIePNgZpk/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max's Room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261557079877302626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTOSYeHOWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Og_LLsBn9lg/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yes the deer in our back yard!....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTTOdpE-9I/AAAAAAAAAvo/roCuN9cZQ7Y/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261562510104132562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTTOdpE-9I/AAAAAAAAAvo/roCuN9cZQ7Y/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We LOVE having a house, and somewhere to have our kids play. Right now we have 1 acre of dirt and weeds....we are excited/and dreading next spring when we will start landscaping and doing all of that fun stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7181920449125879350?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7181920449125879350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7181920449125879350' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7181920449125879350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7181920449125879350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-give-me-home-where-deer-and-antelope.html' title='Oh, Give me a Home ... Where the deer and the antelope play...'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQTDpDbLiWI/AAAAAAAAAto/NY14vixKaBc/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1334768988764334485</id><published>2008-10-25T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:55:02.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few of my favorites.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGb1HoBAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vWo1l6nJNOk/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196602372523010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGb1HoBAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vWo1l6nJNOk/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196579529839202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGagBgUmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/k0egT0RK-2E/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196571151710242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGaA0AOCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Ro2bxEQeKGg/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGZAepZLI/AAAAAAAAAs8/JV6ztMbW64s/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196553882264754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGZAepZLI/AAAAAAAAAs8/JV6ztMbW64s/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGXjftAnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/TUzgreDStSg/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261196528922198642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGXjftAnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/TUzgreDStSg/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1334768988764334485?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1334768988764334485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1334768988764334485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1334768988764334485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1334768988764334485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-of-my-favorites.html' title='A few of my favorites.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SQOGb1HoBAI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vWo1l6nJNOk/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2302972342202249290</id><published>2008-10-18T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:12:15.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love fall.....</title><content type='html'>Today we went to the Pumpkin patch at Sutherland Farms.  It was really warm and a ton of fun to be together as a family.  Max and Mia loved looking for pumpkins, getting lost in the corn maze, watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; gun launch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;, and playing in a sea of corn.....can life get any better really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZqVHvWXI/AAAAAAAAApo/QglY9iZ8RqU/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258684467411638642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZqVHvWXI/AAAAAAAAApo/QglY9iZ8RqU/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is right when we got there Mia was so excited to be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258684506893422914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZsoM7kUI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aBYoJDsVBAc/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing in the corn.  I found corn in every fold on both of them but they had a ball.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZrKLBcbI/AAAAAAAAApw/CqV181D30KE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258684481652486578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZrKLBcbI/AAAAAAAAApw/CqV181D30KE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZrdiniUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wsPwFsiZh5I/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258684486851725634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZrdiniUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wsPwFsiZh5I/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqvBNYjaZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/95gOCS7vEms/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258707950215850386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqvBNYjaZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/95gOCS7vEms/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here we are looking at the chickens....Max LOVED the chickens, and Mia LOVED the donkeys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqvBxH_CcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RKoe9KE7Gns/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258707959810034114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqvBxH_CcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RKoe9KE7Gns/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our family pic. on the hayride to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; patch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPq-gTtf0OI/AAAAAAAAAro/tu5ve_wOpJw/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258724977164669154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPq-gTtf0OI/AAAAAAAAAro/tu5ve_wOpJw/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPq-hGXpogI/AAAAAAAAArw/vZPQvKvuFcM/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258724990763246082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPq-hGXpogI/AAAAAAAAArw/vZPQvKvuFcM/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhCLVyXI/AAAAAAAAArI/l0CXx_x7utA/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258712895009966450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhCLVyXI/AAAAAAAAArI/l0CXx_x7utA/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzgNS5OnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IAc8rtNjPcY/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258712880814570098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzgNS5OnI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IAc8rtNjPcY/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhfiQ-6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/BvIV74mwy5c/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258712902890748834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhfiQ-6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/BvIV74mwy5c/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhii8DOI/AAAAAAAAArY/GVqU9AoJQkk/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258712903698877666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqzhii8DOI/AAAAAAAAArY/GVqU9AoJQkk/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We found just the right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;.....just being around all of them really got me in the mood for fall....now that it's half over! :)&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/7943869305822755607-2302972342202249290?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2302972342202249290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2302972342202249290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2302972342202249290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2302972342202249290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/10/082867781602.html' title='We love fall.....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPqZqVHvWXI/AAAAAAAAApo/QglY9iZ8RqU/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1312717407469874651</id><published>2008-10-12T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:43:25.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mia Mouse!</title><content type='html'>We are FINALLY moved into our new house!  It gets a little frustrating having to depend on other people to show up and do their jobs in order to get everything done to close but it's done and we are so HAPPY to be in a house!  Kellie came and helped us pack and move and I don't know if I can ever thank her enough.  She truly saved us, and I am so thankful for her.  My parents also came this last weekend and my mom stayed and help me decide where to put everything which was also a HUGE help.  Thanks Mom and Kellie!  Anyways in the midst of all this craziness it was sweet Mia's bday.  I can't believe she is already 1!!!!  We had a little party with her and she was so funny to watch when she opened a present!  Max got her a my little pony, and she got a little high chair and a new baby from Jay and I.  She loves to play babies and is so sweet with them.  She is such a fun little girl.  Here are a few(or a ton :) ) pics. of her this last year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093221338282194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTybnj7eNI/AAAAAAAAApM/M-i6_OMJj7Y/s320/B0000235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093215157922946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTybQiarII/AAAAAAAAApE/FBIZieBc1so/s320/B0000224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTyb4CcUMI/AAAAAAAAApU/JNV3RJdrJAI/s1600-h/B0000617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093225761231042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTyb4CcUMI/AAAAAAAAApU/JNV3RJdrJAI/s320/B0000617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTybJLGC5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/jN942uZ3dk4/s1600-h/B0000210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093213181053842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTybJLGC5I/AAAAAAAAAo8/jN942uZ3dk4/s320/B0000210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgk1PofI/AAAAAAAAAo0/USqPHHKnKiY/s1600-h/B0000157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848115411952114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgk1PofI/AAAAAAAAAo0/USqPHHKnKiY/s320/B0000157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTfxBqslI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bl6SPxZffp4/s1600-h/B0000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848101505413714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTfxBqslI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bl6SPxZffp4/s320/B0000006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848107969503906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgJG04qI/AAAAAAAAAok/C-V_CjaugQc/s320/B0000112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgYI7oZI/AAAAAAAAAos/AuOOVrzubsw/s1600-h/B0000139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848112004866450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgYI7oZI/AAAAAAAAAos/AuOOVrzubsw/s320/B0000139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgGW4MuI/AAAAAAAAAoc/DlQaKFnXn88/s1600-h/B0000045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848107231523554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPQTgGW4MuI/AAAAAAAAAoc/DlQaKFnXn88/s320/B0000045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256473147426021826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-ekO1IcI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9a1rUqOA8UA/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eGBhHTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/F5xREO3-AuQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256473139317120306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eGBhHTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/F5xREO3-AuQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTycbbTXVI/AAAAAAAAApc/hdkccVxtNDU/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257093235260742994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTycbbTXVI/AAAAAAAAApc/hdkccVxtNDU/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256473135875606482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-d5M_x9I/AAAAAAAAAns/quuiJOu9s0w/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eBY6hEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BJOyXfkay7k/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256473138073076802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eBY6hEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BJOyXfkay7k/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eQdMMOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/MyQ7Yj1fDyc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256473142117544162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPK-eQdMMOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/MyQ7Yj1fDyc/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Mia, we love you and your sweet little spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1312717407469874651?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1312717407469874651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1312717407469874651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1312717407469874651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1312717407469874651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-mia-mouse.html' title='Happy Birthday Mia Mouse!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SPTybnj7eNI/AAAAAAAAApM/M-i6_OMJj7Y/s72-c/B0000235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4793172311865467633</id><published>2008-09-25T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:17:27.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OFFICIAL.......</title><content type='html'>Mia, is not so little anymore. She no longer drinks out of a bottle, and while I was folding laundry(upstairs in our room) I hear Max talking to her like she's upstairs with us.......and what do you know she was! HOLY MOLY! I have never even seen her attempt to climb the stairs and all the sudden she does the whole flight!! So I have basically been chasing her down all day because I don't have anything to put in front of them. Good thing our new house doesn't have stairs we would be in trouble! Here are a few pics, and a video of her naughtiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329968653%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D295B0C76873B41B51DBC4A75EBB75D38EFC9A85D.417F43E6FEB5A5CFAAC4A9D358DD23A30E439533%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMBXapUosIenAwebmv-sTz9RGZBI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329968653%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D295B0C76873B41B51DBC4A75EBB75D38EFC9A85D.417F43E6FEB5A5CFAAC4A9D358DD23A30E439533%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMBXapUosIenAwebmv-sTz9RGZBI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNw3-0chfII/AAAAAAAAAhM/_HyerGS8Nrk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250132817976851586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNw3-0chfII/AAAAAAAAAhM/_HyerGS8Nrk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNw3-xtpD6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/FZ2-JnqpQwo/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250132817243344802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNw3-xtpD6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/FZ2-JnqpQwo/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4793172311865467633?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d5e97cfa9fe2b7b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4793172311865467633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4793172311865467633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4793172311865467633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4793172311865467633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s OFFICIAL.......'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNw3-0chfII/AAAAAAAAAhM/_HyerGS8Nrk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6898537747444883601</id><published>2008-09-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:48:22.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Katie, and any other "RATS" that want to read....</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we are getting ready to move and I am going to have a yard sale on Sat. so while my kids are asleep I decided to go out in my garage to go thru boxes and see what I can find.....and what did I find????? These &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BEAUTIES.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvO_MjnDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/e5sOZ_Bt_M4/s1600-h/Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589925345532978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvO_MjnDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/e5sOZ_Bt_M4/s320/Top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOdEcsnI/AAAAAAAAAg0/a1F31iLsfQo/s1600-h/seminary+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589916184719986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOdEcsnI/AAAAAAAAAg0/a1F31iLsfQo/s320/seminary+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOU_S_fI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkHpjxKhY2I/s1600-h/sbrat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589914015628786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOU_S_fI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkHpjxKhY2I/s320/sbrat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvODeyD7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/JHSlUl0Zhzg/s1600-h/rigi+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589909315850162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvODeyD7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/JHSlUl0Zhzg/s320/rigi+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rigimortis &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOxPZ4nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WG4NnCpw1-E/s1600-h/wedding+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589921599382130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvOxPZ4nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WG4NnCpw1-E/s320/wedding+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589679800099314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvAsd9ofI/AAAAAAAAAf8/5oG0cCRFKwo/s320/homecoming+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvAqxWznI/AAAAAAAAAgE/D4GJT_6zxCE/s1600-h/napa+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589679344569970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvAqxWznI/AAAAAAAAAgE/D4GJT_6zxCE/s320/napa+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Napa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvAxDa4tI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xEOjAFkB9OM/s1600-h/prom+rat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589681030947538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvAxDa4tI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xEOjAFkB9OM/s320/prom+rat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvBDAZUiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/uri4tzAMqYM/s1600-h/prom+rat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589685850100258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvBDAZUiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/uri4tzAMqYM/s320/prom+rat+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvBeVfoWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9N1HMrXhGoc/s1600-h/rat+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589693186351458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvBeVfoWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9N1HMrXhGoc/s320/rat+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, that says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"RATS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on my teeth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I literally have hundreds of pics. of Katie, Ems, Christy and I, and many of you doing this small little thing we like to call the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(I don't care how bad you all hated it, I have proof :) I'm pretty sure I almost peed my pants I've been laughing so hard. For anyone who is actually reading that doesn't know what the heck all these pics. are this is "The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" Probably the one face you can give someone who is being too serious, mad at you, or just being and idiot.....you just give him/her the&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and all will be better. Too this day, Katie and I still call eachother &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I can also say I texted her a pic. of me doing a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not too long ago. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will never die! :) Oh, we had sooooo much fun.......I LOVE you girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6898537747444883601?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6898537747444883601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6898537747444883601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6898537747444883601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6898537747444883601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-katie-and-any-other-rats-that-want.html' title='For Katie, and any other &quot;RATS&quot; that want to read....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNMvO_MjnDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/e5sOZ_Bt_M4/s72-c/Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2773398925202732357</id><published>2008-09-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:51:09.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party all the time....</title><content type='html'>Max is asleep so Mia and I are rocking out to a little Rihanna.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLLm36FORI/AAAAAAAAAfs/P5egx_2dEVQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247480384543078674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLLm36FORI/AAAAAAAAAfs/P5egx_2dEVQ/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLL09I4fWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/VXOLoCxL2Eo/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247480626465504610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLL09I4fWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/VXOLoCxL2Eo/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLLmjGFoAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eblGBJq5-YE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247480378956292098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLLmjGFoAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eblGBJq5-YE/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor girl, she is going to have the dreaded gap.....I remember Kates and I would try everything to close our huge gaps.....little rubberbands, the rubber rings out of plastic soda bottles, paper clips! AHHHH...you name it we tried it! Oh well, according to "Uncle Shane" it's better to have some space in between your teeth when your little, lets hope he's right! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2773398925202732357?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2773398925202732357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2773398925202732357' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2773398925202732357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2773398925202732357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/09/party-all-time.html' title='Party all the time....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SNLLm36FORI/AAAAAAAAAfs/P5egx_2dEVQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7174616747031656982</id><published>2008-09-09T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:24:24.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;So our trip to Idaho was sooo much fun. We got to do some fun things, and we especially liked hanging out with Jay's family. We got home a few days ago and I have been putting off blogging about it because there's so much to post about, so here are about a million pics. of what we did in no particular order........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVU26nqFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ag6cPSiD1CA/s1600-h/084+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244113370435004498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVU26nqFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ag6cPSiD1CA/s320/084+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVVYz8dKI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fMzbgXX3vjo/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244113379533812898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVVYz8dKI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fMzbgXX3vjo/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jay and I had the opportunity to go thru a session in the new Rexburg temple. Isn't it beautiful? We went with his parents and his brother Morris and his wife Heidi. What was so awesome about it was that Jay's old mission president, President Christensen is the temple president there. So we ran into them and they gave "us" the real tour, and told us alot of neat things about this particular temple. What an experience...I will never forget it, and it was also neat to sit in his office and just talk with he and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVVoYx04I/AAAAAAAAAfI/JLwI3XumxD4/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244113383714837378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVVoYx04I/AAAAAAAAAfI/JLwI3XumxD4/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVV7BDQpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/imQSF5b8SNo/s1600-h/100_1013%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244113388715590290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVV7BDQpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/imQSF5b8SNo/s320/100_1013%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day we packed up the kids and Jay's dad and headed up to Yellowstone. It is only like an hour away from Ashton.... CRAZY! Anyways we froze our buns off there but had a really good time and ended it all off with OLD FAITHFUL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVWu9sdgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/iNO0K20JRPk/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244113402660156930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVWu9sdgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/iNO0K20JRPk/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a silly pic. of Mia...she would not put the "play" utensils down she LOVED them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-Tb4kaMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/J2BHZYqvuwc/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244088057231337666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-Tb4kaMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/J2BHZYqvuwc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playing in the FREEZING water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-TjNYKDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gWbDdyyxyoc/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244088059197663282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-TjNYKDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gWbDdyyxyoc/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GG(jay's grandma) with Mia....I love GG, she is the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-T0yrlGI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EDlrJbVwohA/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244088063917528162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-T0yrlGI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EDlrJbVwohA/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of the grand kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-UOukO0I/AAAAAAAAAew/VRMGk4G-ObY/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244088070879591234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa-UOukO0I/AAAAAAAAAew/VRMGk4G-ObY/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Max, wearing his cowboy hat from Aunt Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9i0oBn9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/5POb9X0_v2s/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244087222059245522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9i0oBn9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/5POb9X0_v2s/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hebgon Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9jNGKdmI/AAAAAAAAAd4/_JAibOD84IM/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244087228628104802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9jNGKdmI/AAAAAAAAAd4/_JAibOD84IM/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9jqbz40I/AAAAAAAAAeA/ceZ87l6JZ_c/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244087236503528258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9jqbz40I/AAAAAAAAAeA/ceZ87l6JZ_c/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9j0JnhdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/AygthTgA6_k/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244087239111574994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9j0JnhdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/AygthTgA6_k/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sailboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9kE7fTZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EbcCAgdIqXE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244087243615718802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMa9kE7fTZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EbcCAgdIqXE/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ketti, and Jens....fun cousins&lt;/p&gt;Jay's family has made it a family tradition(like the last 3 years) to spend Labor Day weekend at this beautiful lake called Hebgon Lake. It is amazing! This year was our first year actually making it and it was a good time....except getting eatin alive by mosquitoes! Anyways Jay's Dad decided he needed to buy a sailboat, so everyone enjoyed riding around in that and the canoe. While we were there we also had a Bday party for Max. Jay's parents bought a pinata to hang which was fun to watch the kids almost kill each other swinging away and Heidi(jay's sis) bought Max the funniest bday hat which he sported in the xmas card picture.:) It was such a good trip, but were glad to be home......We LOVE IDAHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:;" adepth="5" aidx="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7174616747031656982?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7174616747031656982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7174616747031656982' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7174616747031656982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7174616747031656982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-to.html' title='Trip to Idaho'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SMbVU26nqFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ag6cPSiD1CA/s72-c/084+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8318495702949682846</id><published>2008-08-25T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:25:56.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back at Max!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brand New&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYf4RCYgI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKw6ct3Lh0M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628096265052674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYf4RCYgI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKw6ct3Lh0M/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZDGsOnsI/AAAAAAAAAao/KOVq0aMQZ2g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628701432618690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZDGsOnsI/AAAAAAAAAao/KOVq0aMQZ2g/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYgGapE-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3ys7NibYENI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628100063433698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYgGapE-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3ys7NibYENI/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZt6A6oHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MhRE4JOK8Do/s1600-h/B0000825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629436764102770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZt6A6oHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MhRE4JOK8Do/s320/B0000825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZEx5ZuJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ony7NzX4nFU/s1600-h/B0000608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628730210465938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZEx5ZuJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ony7NzX4nFU/s320/B0000608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtQb96GI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NMrItNB4oHk/s1600-h/B0000778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629425603274850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtQb96GI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NMrItNB4oHk/s320/B0000778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYgRLzf_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/wvdElMH4FLU/s1600-h/B0000704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628102953992178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYgRLzf_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/wvdElMH4FLU/s320/B0000704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtJiF71I/AAAAAAAAAbY/UzocGbComoY/s1600-h/B0000465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629423749918546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtJiF71I/AAAAAAAAAbY/UzocGbComoY/s320/B0000465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtG56kJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7YTLCvU15QY/s1600-h/B0000579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629423044530322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZtG56kJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7YTLCvU15QY/s320/B0000579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628708304695202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZDgSqL6I/AAAAAAAAAaw/Zh-RyNwQp5o/s320/B0000244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYg1CeEJI/AAAAAAAAAag/n4UbYv5l7Pg/s1600-h/B0000220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238628112578515090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYg1CeEJI/AAAAAAAAAag/n4UbYv5l7Pg/s320/B0000220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZs0fxTkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EV7nA3StFC8/s1600-h/B0000141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629418103033410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNZs0fxTkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EV7nA3StFC8/s320/B0000141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNc4MxoLTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KNAs2QPx4pI/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238632912133827890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNc4MxoLTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KNAs2QPx4pI/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today 4 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLSQF0cb7jI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OQ24EkTBjEc/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238970696190389810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLSQF0cb7jI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OQ24EkTBjEc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8318495702949682846?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8318495702949682846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8318495702949682846' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8318495702949682846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8318495702949682846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-back-at-max.html' title='A Look Back at Max!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SLNYf4RCYgI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKw6ct3Lh0M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6453479289201227263</id><published>2008-08-25T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:21:08.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Max!</title><content type='html'>Today is Max's 4th Birthday...I can't believe he is already 4, where has the time gone. Here is a little interview I had with Max:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you today?  I am 4&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite thing to eat?  I don't love to eat....(a min. later) probably meat and potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite sport?  It's about baseball.&lt;br /&gt;Who's your best friend?  Steel(little boy at pre-school)&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite song?  Ladybug song&lt;br /&gt;What your favorite book? The frog one where it takes all the bugs and puts them on it's tongue&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for your Birthday?  I don't want anything mommy, your making me nuts!(yes he really said this.)&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?  It's green&lt;br /&gt;Who's your favorite guy?  All my guys, it's Darth Vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so grateful that Max is in our home.  He is so funny to be around and loves to be a big brother to Mia.  He loves life and finds it's new and exciting everyday.  Happy Birthday Max.... WE LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6453479289201227263?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6453479289201227263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6453479289201227263' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6453479289201227263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6453479289201227263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-max.html' title='Happy Birthday Max!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-355651310922841668</id><published>2008-08-18T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:46:27.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been doing.</title><content type='html'>Well I have been the blogging slacker. We went to AZ 2 weeks ago to get my hair done, and help my mom get ready for school. Max was lucky enough to stay with Aunt Kellie so I could go and help my mom. I now get to hear how much he "loves Aunt Kellie, and Abbie and Jack are his best friends!" I love Aunt Kellie too because there is no way that we would have gotten as much done w/ Max there, so THANKS KELLIE, I owe you! So we worked in my moms classroom for 3 or 4 long days, I can't remember. All I know is being a teacher is WAY too much work. I mean seriously the time you put in compared to what you get paid is ridiculous. My mom is an amazing teacher and is probably setting us all up to have these really high expectations for our kids teacher when they start school, when in reality I don't know another teacher who does as much as she does.....maybe we should all send our kids to Grammie and Papas to live for their first year of school? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came home and had the pleasure of having Jay's parents here for a few days! They have never been to Farmington, and it had been since Thanksgiving since we've seen them so the visit was long overdue on both ends. We didn't really do much but just hang out, and Jay didn't even get to see them at all because he was out working which was a bummer! Max LOVED the attention as did Mia. Max tells me everyday that he is moving to Idaho with Grandma and Grandpa Christensen....and I say, "Ok, lets go!....we love Idaho, and miss it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Max started pre-school again yesterday! Yay....he's so happy and mommy is soooo happy. He is going 3 days a week this year, and were so excited that it's FINALLY here! Well that is really all we've been up too! Were headed to Idaho next week, and are counting down the days. Here's a pic. of Max on his first day of school, and of Mia hanging out at Grammie and Papas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SKuTDzeKn-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Lzpcfg4P6hM/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236440685313957858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SKuTDzeKn-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Lzpcfg4P6hM/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did he get so big?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SKuTEYqPh_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/fVHqpS44diw/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236440695296722930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SKuTEYqPh_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/fVHqpS44diw/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-355651310922841668?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/355651310922841668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=355651310922841668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/355651310922841668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/355651310922841668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What we&apos;ve been doing.'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SKuTDzeKn-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Lzpcfg4P6hM/s72-c/IMG_1449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8098298762106933534</id><published>2008-07-25T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:07.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Poopy" Day</title><content type='html'>Well Jay and I thought it would be fun to take the kiddos fishing and just hang out today. So we packed a picnic went and bought some fishing licenses and headed out to this little lake called Jackson Lake, which is just about 10 min. from our new house. Well lets just say that the lake was gross. There were dead fish (that people had caught) about every 20 ft. on the shore, and broken beer bottles everywhere! I'm pretty sure this is where all the HS kids come to party. Anyways we were already there so we just decided to try it out. We fished and fished and didn't catch a thing, and about 10 minutes into it we are all sweating bullets because is was SO HOT! So we broke out the picnic ate a little, Max threw a ton of rocks in the water, and decided to throw himself in too. So even though are whole "fishing trip" didn't turn out so fun, at least we spent it together....because we don't get these days that often lately! :) &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtROjHN5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/jmVcvwek66M/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227180828991633298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtROjHN5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/jmVcvwek66M/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jay and Max waiting for the "big one" to bite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtRaD5TLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ac6mDXqLKDM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227180832081923250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtRaD5TLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ac6mDXqLKDM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max was pretty sure every time he reeled in the line that he had a fish....no such luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSOQM06I/AAAAAAAAAZo/vp8BxKVnB0M/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227180846092178338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSOQM06I/AAAAAAAAAZo/vp8BxKVnB0M/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mia, doing what she does best.....scarfing some watermelon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Post Part II&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we get home and the kids are so filthy I put them in the bath and about after 2 minutes Max already wants out. So I get him out and am sitting in the doorway of the bathroom so I can still keep an eye on Mia. I get him in his p.j.'s and stand up to go get Mia and what do I see????.......my sweet little lady w/ a quarter size poop ball in her mouth! AHHHH......are you kidding me! It's so big she can't even close her mouth, and then to top it off I have to get my finger and scrape it out! SICK AND WRONG! So then I take her out, fish out the rest of the "floaters" scrub the tub and then give her another bath. I get her out and am putting lotion on her and she is laughing and she seriously had "poopy breath"! Dirty Mouth???? So all in all it was a "POOPY" day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSQmHYFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uyiCaa5n7zM/s1600-h/001_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227180846720966738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSQmHYFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uyiCaa5n7zM/s320/001_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this sweet girl eat her own poop?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSQmHYFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uyiCaa5n7zM/s1600-h/001_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtSQmHYFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uyiCaa5n7zM/s1600-h/001_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7943869305822755607-8098298762106933534?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8098298762106933534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8098298762106933534' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8098298762106933534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8098298762106933534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/poopy-day.html' title='A &quot;Poopy&quot; Day'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIqtROjHN5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/jmVcvwek66M/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-107046691630427496</id><published>2008-07-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:07.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!.....a day late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIgdlGLZcPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/s_nLVjwqJ0o/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226459890714243314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIgdlGLZcPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/s_nLVjwqJ0o/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It was my Mom's birthday yesterday and I have to give a quick shout out to her! She is going to KILL me for using this picture, but since everyone loved it so much I thought I would use it again. Isn't she one Hot Grammie? Anyways my mom, where to even start. She is the most loving, giving, helpful, compassionate, caring, stressed out crazy person I know! She is truly a HUGE example to me. Her and my Dad would do anything for anyone, and I can only hope that I could one day be as caring as she is. We all give her a hard time alot, and I just want her to know how much we love her. Especially our kids.....Max wants to call and talk to her everyday because she makes each one of them feel so special whenever their around her. Max loves that whenever he's at Grammies and wants a chocolate ice cream, she's the first one in the car to drive him down to DQ to get one. Mia, well she just loves that Grammie loves her, and really loves that Grammie (and Papa) give her all sorts of messy treats to eat even when her mean old mommy says, "no". I love you Mom, and hope you had a good Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-107046691630427496?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/107046691630427496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=107046691630427496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/107046691630427496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/107046691630427496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-moma-day-late.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!.....a day late!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIgdlGLZcPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/s_nLVjwqJ0o/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2039200250540662582</id><published>2008-07-21T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:07.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Today we had to pick the rock for our house so we took the samples out and after we were done we decided to go for a drive. We ended up in Durango, drove around for a little while then ended up at the park. Max had fun running around like a crazy person, and pulling down his pants (basically in the middle of the play area) because he, "had to pee standing up really bad!" Ahhh...sometimes that kid I swear is going to be the death of me. I was so embarrassed I truly just wanted to walk away from him so all the other mom and dads (and some kids) who were gasping wouldn't judge me! :) Oh, well what are you gonna do right? When you gotta go, you gotta go. We love when Jay is home, I swear everything just seems more relaxed. Here are a few pics from the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5PDU7BI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nZj-oxcUlpo/s1600-h/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225701573670530066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5PDU7BI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nZj-oxcUlpo/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5YydxXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DhVxK9rWc_A/s1600-h/IMG_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225701576284161394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5YydxXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DhVxK9rWc_A/s320/IMG_1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr4ScLlGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/remuJBTQm44/s1600-h/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225701557400212578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr4ScLlGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/remuJBTQm44/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5uhxPEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/2rzfbvZQd3Q/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225701582119713858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5uhxPEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/2rzfbvZQd3Q/s320/IMG_1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2039200250540662582?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2039200250540662582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2039200250540662582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2039200250540662582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2039200250540662582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIVr5PDU7BI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nZj-oxcUlpo/s72-c/IMG_1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5728719390443772952</id><published>2008-07-19T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:07.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrichment</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my new calling is "Enrichment Coordinator"! Ahhh....it's a little scary but hey it got me out of primary so I'm excited. It feels wierd to actually go to RS, and Gospel Doctrine! Anyways so we had a little Christmas in July today and one of the crafts was to make aprons out of dishtowels. Well I couldn't find any that I liked, and my sister inlaw Amber made a really cute one out of a placemat, but it's just a half apron and I wanted a full one. So I found these napkins from T.J. Maxx and this is what I ended up with......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIQQUfZqztI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0PGhSs4Ejhw/s1600-h/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225319411869208274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIQQUfZqztI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0PGhSs4Ejhw/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I did have to pick out a couple seams but I still made something and am proud of it. I think it turned out pretty good! Still can't decide if I like the pockets or not!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5728719390443772952?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5728719390443772952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5728719390443772952' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5728719390443772952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5728719390443772952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/enrichment.html' title='Enrichment'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SIQQUfZqztI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0PGhSs4Ejhw/s72-c/IMG_1345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-231618954454254963</id><published>2008-07-12T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:08.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to walk....and other nonsense!</title><content type='html'>Little miss Mia thinks it's ok for her to start doing things like this????....I'm not so sure! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SHlGY9jSvnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S2UT-qw17hs/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222282637566197362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SHlGY9jSvnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S2UT-qw17hs/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crash landing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SHlGZNK-sMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UCKc6cRjmtM/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222282641759187138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SHlGZNK-sMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UCKc6cRjmtM/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Lately Max thinks he can carry Mia wherever he thinks she needs to go....into the bathroom, into his room, in the closet and so on.  Well today I couldn't find the little pill, and was starting to get a little panicky, and Max says, "Mom, she's fine, I just put her outside!"  Maybe that's what I sould start doing when I'm sick of both of them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Mia's new nickname is "the ripper!"  No, she's not a serial killer she just LOVES to rip books, magazines, and any form of paper.  She ripped one of Max's books yesterday and he says...."Mom,  you spank her?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-231618954454254963?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/231618954454254963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=231618954454254963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/231618954454254963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/231618954454254963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/trying-to-walk.html' title='Trying to walk....and other nonsense!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SHlGY9jSvnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S2UT-qw17hs/s72-c/IMG_1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8803173173536857941</id><published>2008-07-09T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:58:17.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-91.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821155815057&amp;amp;site=widget-91.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821155815057&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-91.slide.com/p1/2161727821155815057/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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We thought we were going to be heading up to Idaho but Jay didn't get off of work until the 4th so we decided to stay....and are we glad we did.  We had so much fun as always but it seemed extra fun this year!  The parade was awesome, the kids swam, roasted marshmallows, did fireworks, played and played and played.  The adults ate, and ate, and ate! :)  Isn't that what the 4th is all about though?????  Bar b-ques and good food?  I have a ton of pics to post so I'm just going to do a few slide shows...one of the parade, and the other of all the other fun stuff we did!  HOORAY for the 4th!  Thanks to Mom and Dad for putting up with all of us, feeding us, and just making everything perfect like always!  WE LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-651262787003979304?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/651262787003979304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=651262787003979304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/651262787003979304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/651262787003979304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='Our 4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4894672583531823346</id><published>2008-06-28T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:08.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty!</title><content type='html'>Kellie was here for the weekend we've had so much fun. Yesterday we got a babysitter and had an afternoon of shopping. I've had these two really cute little dressers I bought for Mia's room, and have been wanting to do something cute to them but didn't know what. Kellie had a brilliant idea to modge podge some cute shabby chic paper to them.  I already had some cute crystal pink knobs for them, so we ventured out to Hobby Lobby bought the supplies and this is what we ended up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTLWos12I/AAAAAAAAAV0/iLwO-cxL9dQ/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216948672875255650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTLWos12I/AAAAAAAAAV0/iLwO-cxL9dQ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTLt8i9WI/AAAAAAAAAV8/iaQ2T9Jx1ZU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216948679132509538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTLt8i9WI/AAAAAAAAAV8/iaQ2T9Jx1ZU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTM-2CYRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2Fs7gWW3KiU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216948700848480530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTM-2CYRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2Fs7gWW3KiU/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think they turned out pretty fabulous!  So maybe Kellie and I are secretly crafty on the inside?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4894672583531823346?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4894672583531823346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4894672583531823346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4894672583531823346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4894672583531823346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/crafty.html' title='Crafty!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SGZTLWos12I/AAAAAAAAAV0/iLwO-cxL9dQ/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4603015825828188171</id><published>2008-06-22T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:01:30.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone For A Haircut?</title><content type='html'>Today Jay and I had to renew our Temple recommends so after church we had to hang out and wait our turn.  We're sitting there and there is probably 3 different pictures of Jesus hanging on the walls and Max is telling us what they all are and we are half listening.  Then he points to a picture of Jesus and the 12 disciples(one of them is kneeling on the ground, Jesus is giving him a blessing).  So Max says, "Look, Jesus is giving haircuts!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4603015825828188171?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4603015825828188171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4603015825828188171' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4603015825828188171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4603015825828188171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/anyone-for-haircut.html' title='Anyone For A Haircut?'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1154967078290946705</id><published>2008-06-21T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:51:17.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed62345e1c670da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ed62345e1c670da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329968654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40D5DA32C00F45372BF50CDDD355AE8678469299.2D82AF892A57341F084C890F7C1F6AF1E7519B45%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded62345e1c670da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyKYfnVpUhbbJFvJVeVrlIjdFbis&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ed62345e1c670da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329968654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40D5DA32C00F45372BF50CDDD355AE8678469299.2D82AF892A57341F084C890F7C1F6AF1E7519B45%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded62345e1c670da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyKYfnVpUhbbJFvJVeVrlIjdFbis&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a long video of Mia and Max having a bath, and Mia laughing...ALOT!  We love her little laugh and her hot bod! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1154967078290946705?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ed62345e1c670da&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1154967078290946705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1154967078290946705' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1154967078290946705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1154967078290946705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-laugh.html' title='A Little Laugh'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4323064256618959107</id><published>2008-06-18T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:08.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home</title><content type='html'>I have to give a quick Happy (late) Birthday, and Happy Fathers Day to Jay! He turned the BIG 31, on the 7th! Wow, he is getting old! And who could forget Fathers Day! He is such a good Dad, and Husband and we love him to death! He works so hard for our little family.  We love you Jay! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFkocKLCwXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JUT5q5_InTw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213242507890180466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFkocKLCwXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JUT5q5_InTw/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFkobb-_gNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TG5dmWmG-t8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213242495491604690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFkobb-_gNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TG5dmWmG-t8/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4323064256618959107?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4323064256618959107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4323064256618959107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4323064256618959107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4323064256618959107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-glad-when-daddy-comes-home.html' title='I&apos;m So Glad When Daddy Comes Home'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFkocKLCwXI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JUT5q5_InTw/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1698057659981219228</id><published>2008-06-17T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:09.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Girl</title><content type='html'>Today I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgegGDveEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/qdXs1xA26QY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212950105412302914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgegGDveEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/qdXs1xA26QY/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgegl4W-2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/klhco_7ujoM/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212950113954495330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgegl4W-2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/klhco_7ujoM/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgehRU15ZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EVCOwG-fdtI/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212950125616686482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgehRU15ZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EVCOwG-fdtI/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does she think she's old enough to be doing things like this?  She was also standing up in her crib when I got her up this morning!  Little stinker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1698057659981219228?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1698057659981219228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1698057659981219228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1698057659981219228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1698057659981219228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-girl.html' title='BIG Girl'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFgegGDveEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/qdXs1xA26QY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7213179518519859477</id><published>2008-06-14T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:05:49.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Home</title><content type='html'>After 2 weeks of being gone we are FINALLY home! You forget how much better your kids can behave when they are at their own house on their own schedule! We did have a blast in AZ, but it was definitely time to come home. Here are a few (or a bunch) of funny things from our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jack telling us "My dad said, NO(or yes)"&lt;br /&gt;*Walking out in the back yard and catching Max and Abbie sitting in the swimming pool bearing their testimonies into the hose.&lt;br /&gt;*Taylor talking 100 miles an hour 24-7&lt;br /&gt;*Avery pulling a 3ft. rope out of her pocket and telling her Aunt Kellie it's "just in case the darkness comes, I can snatch it up."(those of you who don't know what the "darkness" is see Tess's blog)&lt;br /&gt;*Abbie hauling water in a jar on top of her head from the pool to the little table to all of her tea cups, playing "lady of the village"(jungle book 2).&lt;br /&gt;*Max holding his fishing pole, and Jack a jump rope "fishing" out of the swimming pool trying to catch a big bass&lt;br /&gt;*Jack showing us his king foo moves all over the house&lt;br /&gt;*Max asking, begging, pleading for chocolate&lt;br /&gt;*Taylor showing Kellie and I her ballet routine, and about every 5 seconds saying, "I hate this part."&lt;br /&gt;*Abbie eating a whole fudgecicle in about 10 seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;*Jack, Max, and Clayton driving around the tractor and getting stuck.&lt;br /&gt;*Taylor and Avery humming songs the whole day while they play...I love that.&lt;br /&gt;*Mia, going, going, going.&lt;br /&gt;*Max learning how to tell on his cousins.....FOR EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;*Abbie driving the barbie jeep like a "mad woman", while checking out her hair in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;*Jack saying, "I need some nacks!"&lt;br /&gt;*Where ever I was in the house I could hear Mia crawling to find me because she was so congested while she crawled she would snort.&lt;br /&gt;*Avery telling Kellie she's "freaking mean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are probably a 100 more that I am forgetting but that just about sums up our trip. We had fun, and can't wait to see everyone at the 4th. We have to go and pick up Jay from the airport, he has been gone to Houston for 3 weeks, and we can't wait to see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7213179518519859477?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7213179518519859477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7213179518519859477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7213179518519859477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7213179518519859477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re Home'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6372074858579145376</id><published>2008-06-11T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:10.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Grammies and Papas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brian, Kellie, and I all have had our kids at my mom and dads house for the weekend.  We had a good time with all the cousins.  We played outside alot, and also took the kids to see Kung Foo Panda!  It was really cute, and Max and Jack thought they had to practice their "moves" all thru the movie!  We love cousin time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANVTw972I/AAAAAAAAAUg/qrcoqDoyPL8/s1600-h/john+deer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANVTw972I/AAAAAAAAAUg/qrcoqDoyPL8/s320/john+deer.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679428601737058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max, Jack and Clayton cruising on the Tractor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANV1fYPsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3zBpevzW7iE/s1600-h/hammock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANV1fYPsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3zBpevzW7iE/s320/hammock.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679437654769346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANV1fYPsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3zBpevzW7iE/s1600-h/hammock.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abbie, Max, Avery and Taylor swinging on the hammock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWWGoT3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/dG9-G4r-8fE/s1600-h/boy+cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWWGoT3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/dG9-G4r-8fE/s320/boy+cousins.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679446409334642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWWGoT3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/dG9-G4r-8fE/s1600-h/boy+cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clayton, Jackers, and Max looking cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWvhcVbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sBssHoYZGzM/s1600-h/girl+cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWvhcVbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sBssHoYZGzM/s320/girl+cousins.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679453232682418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANWvhcVbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sBssHoYZGzM/s1600-h/girl+cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abbie, Taylor, Mia and Aves....cute girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANW87DKaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZWE6MpUUkSM/s1600-h/mia+chair.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANW87DKaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZWE6MpUUkSM/s1600-h/mia+chair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANW87DKaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZWE6MpUUkSM/s320/mia+chair.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679456829745570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Mia getting her picture taken on grammies chair!&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/7943869305822755607-6372074858579145376?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6372074858579145376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6372074858579145376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6372074858579145376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6372074858579145376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-at-grammies.html' title='Fun at Grammies and Papas'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SFANVTw972I/AAAAAAAAAUg/qrcoqDoyPL8/s72-c/john+deer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1196607670690862199</id><published>2008-06-10T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:10.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every summer my parents go to Little America for a conference my Dad has.  Usually all of us girls bring our kids and we just swim for 3 days, and order room service!  This summer Jay was in Houston, so I decided to get me and my kids a hotel room, and just have fun.  Shane and Shannon happened to be here also before they left to Alaska so she stayed w/ me.  We had so much fun swimming, and all spending time together. Here are a few pics!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72dAKq0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_Zy-fz3M1ho/s1600-h/grammie+lm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72dAKq0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_Zy-fz3M1ho/s320/grammie+lm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372797035631234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72d2RAJFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hJMc7YGf9c8/s1600-h/grammie+w:kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72d2RAJFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hJMc7YGf9c8/s320/grammie+w:kids.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372811557708882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72eucQ2GI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DOahqNd39Jg/s1600-h/Max+lm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72eucQ2GI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DOahqNd39Jg/s320/Max+lm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372826637326434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72fB_e3zI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FGeR9X0U6Vg/s1600-h/mia+lm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72fB_e3zI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FGeR9X0U6Vg/s320/mia+lm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372831885319986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72fnWZL0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/UEYi28SHrHI/s1600-h/Mia+swim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72fnWZL0I/AAAAAAAAAUY/UEYi28SHrHI/s320/Mia+swim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372841913528130" 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/7943869305822755607-1196607670690862199?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1196607670690862199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1196607670690862199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1196607670690862199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1196607670690862199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-america.html' title='Little America'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SE72dAKq0oI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_Zy-fz3M1ho/s72-c/grammie+lm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-424389962378256109</id><published>2008-05-31T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:35:30.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Phone Call</title><content type='html'>One quick story!  Today as I was getting ready to leave to Winslow I was blow drying my hair and Max was in my room playing with his Buzz Lightyear phone, and I hear this......&lt;br /&gt;Max:  Hello, Hello Heavenly Father are you there?&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, Hello are you there?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Max, who are you talking too?&lt;br /&gt;Max: Mmmm, just Heavenly Father!&lt;br /&gt;Loved, that!  Just like he was talking to his best friend or something, "mmm, just H.F!"  I love Max! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-424389962378256109?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/424389962378256109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=424389962378256109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/424389962378256109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/424389962378256109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-phone-call.html' title='Just A Phone Call'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-477857204606753897</id><published>2008-05-31T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:11.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma Sorensen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tomorrow is my Grandma's 80th bday and I just wanted to wish her a Happy Birthday, because I know that she sometimes looks at our blogs.  She has always been such a fun Grandma, and I love her so much.  I remember going to Winslow and spending weeks at her house in the summer playing in her playhouse, in the desert behind her house, and especially playing in all of her wonderful dress ups!  She had the most amazing dress ups, and we could play for hours and hours in them.  I remember how much I loved her Christmas tree and how Kellie, Lacey, and I would always put the HUGE glass balls in our ears (when we had the amazing dress ups on) and think that we were the most beautiful girls ever!  I also remember always, always, always having bullet Popsicle's, and ice cream every time we visited!  She is an amazing women, such a good example of service, and has such an amazing testimony!  I will always look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;up to her!  We love you Grandma, and so does all of our kids.....she is "Grandma Great" to them!  We had a party for her today....her is a pic. of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;her, my mom, Mia, and I 4 generations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SEIXKfNG9FI/AAAAAAAAATo/8nAMKfjvH1k/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SEIXKfNG9FI/AAAAAAAAATo/8nAMKfjvH1k/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206749588136326226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SEIXK_C9MuI/AAAAAAAAATw/BGDiX2FJQeE/s1600-h/IMG_0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SEIXK_C9MuI/AAAAAAAAATw/BGDiX2FJQeE/s320/IMG_0957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206749596683678434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the party my uncle Kim gave rides on his buggy....so here's Abbie the Rodeo Queen, Jack, and Max they loved it!&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/7943869305822755607-477857204606753897?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/477857204606753897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=477857204606753897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/477857204606753897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/477857204606753897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-grandma-sorensen.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma Sorensen'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SEIXKfNG9FI/AAAAAAAAATo/8nAMKfjvH1k/s72-c/IMG_0963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4272832394197550032</id><published>2008-05-26T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:11.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>So I wanted to post a couple of things that are going on. First Mia is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;verge&lt;/span&gt; of crawling! She is everywhere! I'll have her on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; rug playing w/ her toys and she'll hear Max playing in his room and she just makes her way all the way in there, it is so funny to watch her go. She also has 2 teeth. Her bottom two came in all in the last 2 weeks(and she has been a BEAST). She can clap her hands, and is starting to get the whole waving thing, but when she does it, it doesn't quite look like a wave yet! She is very vocal, and loves to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DaDaDa&lt;/span&gt;...I'm pretty sure she doesn't know what it means yet. When did she get so BIG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuJvqmukdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Pq49Afn-SGE/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204905246340321746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuJvqmukdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Pq49Afn-SGE/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuJvamukcI/AAAAAAAAASs/hOb9z6SxEVg/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204905242045354434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuJvamukcI/AAAAAAAAASs/hOb9z6SxEVg/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Max just finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school last week and we are both so sad! He, for the time to spend w/ friends, and me for the couple hours w/ just one kid! He will be returning in the fall and we both can't wait. He is starting to try to draw actual pictures, like faces, pumpkins, hearts, sharks and stuff like that. His little drawings are funny because you can't really tell what they are until he tells you and when you really look at them you think "oh, I see it now!" He loves to sing songs, I catch him singing to himself all the time in his room while he's playing, and he LOVES to be outside throwing rocks! He continues to be a HUGE helper, and is sure he's big enough to be picking Mia up and dragging her around to where he wants her! We are so excited for SUMMER and to play outside everyday! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuNs6mukeI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Zp9fddasvD4/s1600-h/Jay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204909597142192610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuNs6mukeI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Zp9fddasvD4/s320/Jay.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Jay he drew. All the squiggly around the face is suppose to be his beard, and then the dark spot his goatee(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) Funny!&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/7943869305822755607-4272832394197550032?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4272832394197550032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4272832394197550032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4272832394197550032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4272832394197550032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SDuJvqmukdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Pq49Afn-SGE/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7590146683371980050</id><published>2008-05-26T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:17:21.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andra!</title><content type='html'>Today is my friend Andra's Birthday, and I just wanted to wish her a Happy one!  I don't have any pictures of her for some wierd reason, so you don't get to see her smiling face!  She is so good to our family especially to all the grandchildren....she's like a 2nd aunt to them and they love her!  For some reason they always think Andra has time to play barbies, guns, dolls, fort, and so on.  Probably because all of their parents are too lazy to play all of these things and Andra is always the "fun" one and will play w/ them forever!  She is also so good to my parents and we all appreciate that very much.  We know if we need anything we can always ask her!  So Happy Birthday Andra.....WE LOVE  YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7590146683371980050?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7590146683371980050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7590146683371980050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7590146683371980050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7590146683371980050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-andra.html' title='Happy Birthday Andra!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5538813981428776592</id><published>2008-05-22T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:59:54.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee, Pee Everywhere</title><content type='html'>Well as Max announced to the world about a month ago..."I can pee standing up!" If you were one of the lucky ones who got to hear of his new accomplishment out loud, I'm sorry. So as awesome as peeing standing up is, I'm starting to wonder if I liked the sitting down version better????? I cannot seem to get the smell of urine out of my bathrooms, I have to wash my bathroom rugs 2-3 times a week, toilets 2-3 times, and yes even my shower curtain.  I swear he uses that thing as a fire hose, determined to make every square inch of my clean bathroom dirty!  So I've been following him around w/ clorox wipes everytime he's done going I do a once over the whole bathroom, but nothing seems to help but a good ol bathroom scrub!  Do you think he'll get laughed at when he's like 10 and he pee's sitting down??....that's what I thought I guess I'll keep scrubbing! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5538813981428776592?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5538813981428776592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5538813981428776592' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5538813981428776592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5538813981428776592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/pee-pee-everywhere.html' title='Pee, Pee Everywhere'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-683235020822055168</id><published>2008-05-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:12.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was a beautiful day! Not only was it 85 degrees outside but the wind wasn't blowing a million miles an hour....it was great! I took the kids to the park, we stayed for about an hour it was fun to be outside but we were the only ones there so Max just had me to play with. Probably not so fun for him. He begged for a chocolate ice cream cone so we went to get one and the line at DQ was so long we sat there for like 30 min. So by the time we pulled up to order he was already asleep....so I still got me an ice cream!:) Then I drove to Bloomfield to look at some new housing developments that are being built and came home.....it was a good day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC922M2_SKI/AAAAAAAAASg/FWWBLO8hH6w/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201506768173090978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC922M2_SKI/AAAAAAAAASg/FWWBLO8hH6w/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xM2_SEI/AAAAAAAAARw/dqbOUEc0KXQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201504483250489410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xM2_SEI/AAAAAAAAARw/dqbOUEc0KXQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xs2_SGI/AAAAAAAAASA/3Y44SirYfnk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201504491840424034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xs2_SGI/AAAAAAAAASA/3Y44SirYfnk/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xc2_SFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xscMQkukHBc/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201504487545456722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC90xc2_SFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xscMQkukHBc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-683235020822055168?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/683235020822055168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=683235020822055168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/683235020822055168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/683235020822055168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC922M2_SKI/AAAAAAAAASg/FWWBLO8hH6w/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7505934545126494345</id><published>2008-05-16T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:11:05.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821151420388&amp;amp;site=widget-e4.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821151420388&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e4.slide.com/p1/2161727821151420388/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821151420388&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e4.slide.com/p2/2161727821151420388/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7505934545126494345?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7505934545126494345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7505934545126494345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7505934545126494345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7505934545126494345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5087891840141696764</id><published>2008-05-16T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:12.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been doing....</title><content type='html'>Well we had a wonderful 1 1/2 weeks in Eagar. Abbie, Jack and Kellie came so we all just hung out! Jay got to come in almost everyday for a couple of hours so it was almost like he had a regular 9-5 job! On the 3rd was our Anniversary....7 years! I can't even believe it. Kellie and my parents watched our kids while we went up to Molly's for dinner! That was so nice of them....THANKS! Kellie got sick w/ the barfs a couple of days before we all left, so the day after we got home (last Tuesday) Max woke up in the night puking, as did I, then Jay and eventually Mia. Jay and Mia never puked but they were both sick. Mia got huge hives all over her legs and ran a fever for like 5 days....she was lovely! So basically the whole time Jay was home somebody was sick, so it wasn't very fun but I'm so thankful he was here to help me because I don't know if I could have done it all alone. Jay left back out to work yesterday, and I'm trying to catch up on my house and the laundry, and chasing Mia around.  She is army crawling everywhere and gets up on her hands and knees and rocks back and forth....she's going to be crawling in no time, and i don't think i'm ready for that.  Well thats really all that is happening w/ us...not much. When I was in AZ I took the kids to southfork which was fun, so I'll post a slideshow of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201052279028795410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC3Zfc2_SBI/AAAAAAAAARY/rQSgbOmboaQ/s320/sad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sick Mia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC3ZgM2_SCI/AAAAAAAAARg/2h_OUsSsKqs/s1600-h/Mia+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201052291913697314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC3ZgM2_SCI/AAAAAAAAARg/2h_OUsSsKqs/s320/Mia+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All Better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5087891840141696764?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5087891840141696764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5087891840141696764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5087891840141696764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5087891840141696764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What we&apos;ve been doing....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SC3Zfc2_SBI/AAAAAAAAARY/rQSgbOmboaQ/s72-c/sad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5055339702388722124</id><published>2008-04-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:12.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good Weekend!</title><content type='html'>I brought my kiddos down to Eagar to spend a week or so, w/ my parents and Kellie.  On Sat. we went to Showlow for a b-day day, just my Mom, Andra, and I.  We had fun.  I think we hit every store on the mountain.  It's fun just to be with the girls and no kids.  I got a sitter for Mia, and Max got to spend the whole day with his papa.  They went fishing and had a ball. They caught 4 fish, and he probably scared away 40 by throwing rocks in the water!  My dad said while he was reeling a fish in he would say...."ok, 1...2..3...reel" and then reel it in a bit and then repeat!  Max loved the whole fishing part, but once the fish was caught and ready to grab he didn't want anything to do with it!...anyways thanks dad for watching him, these will be good memories he will remember forever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SBZD1eYvZqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/CE7IK4KIFUU/s320/fish.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194413806187407010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"one, two, three, reel!"     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SBZD2eYvZrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/W-OF-EBkzCQ/s320/fish+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194413823367276210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost got it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SBZD3-YvZsI/AAAAAAAAARA/mr_qD3TjWNM/s320/fish+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194413849137080002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the "prize"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5055339702388722124?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5055339702388722124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5055339702388722124' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5055339702388722124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5055339702388722124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-weekend.html' title='A good Weekend!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SBZD1eYvZqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/CE7IK4KIFUU/s72-c/fish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6746592369676744673</id><published>2008-04-23T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:13.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby For Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SA_dsuYvZpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BlYo8TULI-I/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192612655817254546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SA_dsuYvZpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BlYo8TULI-I/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Female&lt;br /&gt;*6 months old, 18.5 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;*Rolly&lt;/span&gt; and smiles when given attention&lt;br /&gt;*Loves to spit out food while feeding, and thinks it's funny&lt;br /&gt;*Use to sleep but has given that up for late night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squealing&lt;/span&gt;, and laughter for everyone to hear :)&lt;br /&gt;*Hates waiting for food to be brought to her, and if not fed quickly enough you will hear about it&lt;br /&gt;*Is way to spoiled, and loves to be held ALL THE TIME &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*She loves her brother Max, so he must be included in the deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*She's pretty high maintenance and loves getting her toenails painted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Doesn't hold her bottle....She has to be grabbing at your hair, her hair or your face while she drinks her bottle....it's lovely really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Get's a kick out of vomiting on mutiple outfits a day....washer and dryer a must!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*If interested please call....but not during the day you might wake the princess up from her beauty sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, now that I read this it makes her sound like an awful baby....which she isn't! I'm just super spoiled because she is such a good baby and has had a bad couple of days, so this is how a tired mommy responds! I love her screaming and all!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6746592369676744673?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6746592369676744673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6746592369676744673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6746592369676744673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6746592369676744673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-for-sale.html' title='Baby For Sale!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SA_dsuYvZpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BlYo8TULI-I/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3104316879157657753</id><published>2008-04-19T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:13.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well today Jay and I were getting the kids ready because we had a house we were going to look at, and he says to me..."so, do you want your present today, or when I get back?"(he had to leave today to go back out to work for 20 days). So obviously I said, "um, today". So we went and looked at the house and then he gave me these......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191133057287753810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAqcAwVskFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dagXe-aD8TM/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;diamond earrings....I love them.  I have been looking at these and making little comments here and there, and he listened.  Thanks hun, I LOVE THEM, but I LOVE YOU more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-3104316879157657753?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3104316879157657753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3104316879157657753' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3104316879157657753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3104316879157657753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/early-bday.html' title='An Early Bday'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAqcAwVskFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dagXe-aD8TM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5303257571364582380</id><published>2008-04-15T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannons Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While we were in the valley rocking out to Bon Jovi Friday night, we also had a sweet little baby shower for Shannon on Sat. We had it at The Cheesecake Factory, Tess made very cute invitations, Amber made awesome little goody bags, and Kellie and I basically just got the location, food, and all that stuff figured out(because you see we are not the crafty ones) Anyways it turned out so good....we all ate yummy food, delicious dessert and just sat around and visited while we watched in envy as Shannon opened all her gifts. She is the cutest little pregnant lady, probably because she doesn't even look pregnant...she's so cute! Here are some pics from the day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhZVGvoKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Qrs0AWMzu2o/s1600-h/s1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189731602148597922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhZVGvoKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Qrs0AWMzu2o/s320/s1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhZ1GvoLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V02-OOU-pic/s1600-h/s2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189731610738532530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhZ1GvoLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V02-OOU-pic/s320/s2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhbVGvoOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_dktO564CeA/s1600-h/s4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189731636508336354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhbVGvoOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_dktO564CeA/s320/s4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhaVGvoMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-8dQ3jNzNl8/s1600-h/s3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189731619328467138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAWhaVGvoMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-8dQ3jNzNl8/s320/s3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286729591556&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p2/1369094286729591556/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2868713273466327047?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2868713273466327047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2868713273466327047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2868713273466327047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2868713273466327047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8383089750557539525</id><published>2008-04-12T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa...OH, Living on a Prayer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAGfaVGvoJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tR-sUr57d_4/s1600-h/Bon+Jovi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAGfaVGvoJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tR-sUr57d_4/s320/Bon+Jovi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603520398368914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well this weekend was way to fun.  Jay got home from work on Wed. night and I left down to Arizona on Thurs. afternoon to pick up my mom to head down to the valley.  All of us girls...Kellie, Tess, Amber, Shannon, Nicole(fam. friend), and I had tickets to the Bon Jovi concert.  I have to admit that I wasn't that excited about it and I just wanted to hang out and relax, but of course Kellie was trying to get me all pumped before the concert singing and dancing around the hotel room(I'm sure you all can imagine :)  So we got all ready w/ lots of makeup(and I still think we should have had big 80's hair)and went to the concert in jobing arena in Glendale.  Shannon pretty much loves Bon Jovi, and was turning flush just walking up to the doors.  The energy in the arena was amazing, we got ourselves a drink and something to eat and went to find our seats.  We got there just in time for the opening act who was Daughtry.....oh and that was awesome enough to make my whole night.  So we jammed out to that for awhile and LOVED it, and then Bon Jovi started and the stadium roared....it just made your heart race listening to how excited everyone was.  We sang and danced and screamed like High School girls all night and had a blast.  I loved seeing people as old as my parents rocking out having the time of their lives in front of me, and then looking to the side and seeing high school students.  It was truly the best thing I've done in a long time, and I am so grateful that I went.  I am pretty sure that I am going to go to as many concerts as possible now.....thanks so much MOM for the tickets, IT WAS A BLAST!...pics coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8383089750557539525?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8383089750557539525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8383089750557539525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8383089750557539525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8383089750557539525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoaoh-living-on-prayer.html' title='Whoa...OH, Living on a Prayer....'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/SAGfaVGvoJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tR-sUr57d_4/s72-c/Bon+Jovi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3120179851479871896</id><published>2008-04-03T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apple A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_WBwhdJ_WI/AAAAAAAAAOs/L-EZnERHSSI/s1600-h/apple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185193216601357666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_WBwhdJ_WI/AAAAAAAAAOs/L-EZnERHSSI/s320/apple.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max LOVES apples.  I find him at least twice a day sneaking into the fridge to get one.  He always tells me, "mommy I need one, they are good for me!"  How can you argue with that?&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/7943869305822755607-3120179851479871896?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3120179851479871896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3120179851479871896' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3120179851479871896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3120179851479871896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/apple-day.html' title='An Apple A Day'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_WBwhdJ_WI/AAAAAAAAAOs/L-EZnERHSSI/s72-c/apple.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2368529940918379858</id><published>2008-04-03T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready 4 Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got Mia a swim suit, and it's starting to get warmer so I tried it on her tonight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185191807852084562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_WAehdJ_VI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LxPNxA2-lpk/s320/ready+4+summer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looks pretty FABULOUS!  Don't ya think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2368529940918379858?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2368529940918379858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2368529940918379858' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2368529940918379858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2368529940918379858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/04/ready-4-summer.html' title='Ready 4 Summer'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_WAehdJ_VI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LxPNxA2-lpk/s72-c/ready+4+summer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1433654617640526398</id><published>2008-03-31T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well some girls from my ward and I took our kids to the park last Wednesday...It was like 70 degrees and beautiful outside. We ended up staying for like 3 hours and poor little Mia got a little sun on her arms....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184166362935328066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_Hb1xdJ_UI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MlfTdh-rY_o/s320/sunburn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought I had her all covered up, obviously I was wrong.  She has huge white lines where all her rolls are...sunscreen next time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1433654617640526398?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1433654617640526398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1433654617640526398' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1433654617640526398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1433654617640526398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-sunshine.html' title='A Little Sunshine'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R_Hb1xdJ_UI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MlfTdh-rY_o/s72-c/sunburn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1998344373084148391</id><published>2008-03-31T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:50:19.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Day With Taters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1513209474804224527&amp;amp;site=widget-0f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1513209474804224527&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/p1/1513209474804224527/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1513209474804224527&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0f.slide.com/p2/1513209474804224527/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1998344373084148391?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1998344373084148391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1998344373084148391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1998344373084148391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1998344373084148391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-day-with-taters.html' title='A Fun Day With Taters'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6431998578817569945</id><published>2008-03-23T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:14.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ears Pierced</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, I forgot to tell everyone, Mia got her little ears pierced! Last week when I was in Flagstaff Abbie wanted to go and get hers pierced for her bday, so Kellie and I took them to the mall little Mia was a champ and only cried for a minute or two, but poor Abs chickened out!....I guess that's the difference between being 5, and 5 months....the knowledge of whats really going to happen. Anyways here is a picture of her sideways today you can see the little sparkle in her ear, so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181078753895906578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bjrRdJ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jUKoEKChQtQ/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-6431998578817569945?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6431998578817569945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6431998578817569945' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6431998578817569945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6431998578817569945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/ears-pierced.html' title='Ears Pierced'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bjrRdJ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jUKoEKChQtQ/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4678995383067963965</id><published>2008-03-23T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:15.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfQBdJ_NI/AAAAAAAAANg/RTL2lZaw_pw/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181073887697960146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfQBdJ_NI/AAAAAAAAANg/RTL2lZaw_pw/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfQhdJ_OI/AAAAAAAAANo/iwROwypYwE8/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181073896287894754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfQhdJ_OI/AAAAAAAAANo/iwROwypYwE8/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfRBdJ_PI/AAAAAAAAANw/KjANeamm3Cc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181073904877829362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfRBdJ_PI/AAAAAAAAANw/KjANeamm3Cc/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfRhdJ_QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8ZpAL8RNpLk/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181073913467763970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfRhdJ_QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8ZpAL8RNpLk/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Easter was pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uneventful&lt;/span&gt;....Jay had to go back out to work yesterday so we basically did baskets and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; about it. I got the kids all ready early because I wanted to take some pictures of them outside...well we don't really have any green grass ANYWHERE right now so the inside pics. will have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4678995383067963965?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4678995383067963965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4678995383067963965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4678995383067963965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4678995383067963965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-pics.html' title='Easter Pics'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-bfQBdJ_NI/AAAAAAAAANg/RTL2lZaw_pw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-765771360300267548</id><published>2008-03-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:15.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER FUNNIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-WkIxdJ_JI/AAAAAAAAANA/hpZE4vtmZsQ/s1600-h/chocolate%252Beaster%252Bbunny%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180727416981159058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-WkIxdJ_JI/AAAAAAAAANA/hpZE4vtmZsQ/s320/chocolate%252Beaster%252Bbunny%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-WkJBdJ_KI/AAAAAAAAANI/IWSR26OU3hA/s1600-h/egg%252Bdye%252Bfunny%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180727421276126370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-WkJBdJ_KI/AAAAAAAAANI/IWSR26OU3hA/s320/egg%252Bdye%252Bfunny%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought these were pretty funny...hope eveyone has a Happy Easter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-765771360300267548?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/765771360300267548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=765771360300267548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/765771360300267548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/765771360300267548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-funnies.html' title='EASTER FUNNIES'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R-WkIxdJ_JI/AAAAAAAAANA/hpZE4vtmZsQ/s72-c/chocolate%252Beaster%252Bbunny%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-2364667292143579299</id><published>2008-03-22T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T16:52:54.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Need A Good Dentist???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so last Sunday I hopped on a plane in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/span&gt; and flew out to Kansas City, MO because Shane thought it was "absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;, for me to pay that much money for all of my dental work."  So I flew out there to visit Shane and Shannon, without my kiddos!!!  Can you imagine 4 whole days without children???  I could barely believe it myself, I didn't know what to do without having a diaper in my purse, or someone constantly telling me, "mommy, I need to go potty!"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt; we started on Monday morning and I seriously sat in the dental chair for 3 straight days....ya, with my mouth open and my brother nose to nose with me for the whole time.  Not my idea of a vacation but if I told you the amount of money he saved me you would all fall to the floor.  I had my mom and my brothers questioning me....are you really letting Shane work on your mouth?  For me it was never a question.....Shane is super obsessive about hunting and anything else he does in life, and I was sure he would be a FANTASTIC dentist...and super obsessive, and I was right.  I cannot tell you of all his professors(the dentists that check his work when he's done), and peers that could do nothing but praise him.  I had person after person telling me "what a good, amazing, awesome dentist he is.  It was fun to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of his friends from school and to hear them say, "I don't know how he is so smart....He misses school all the time and is one of the top in our class....he barely studies and does so good!"  To some of you this sounds all to familiar because this is exactly how he was all growing up.  I don't know where he got it but he is just smart.  Anyways you get the point, he did a WONDERFUL job and I appreciate it very much.  If I would of went to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dentist&lt;/span&gt; it would have taken 6 to 7 individual appointments....and we got it done in 3 days!  I can barely open my mouth but it was all worth it.  I had a fun time visiting he and Shannon, and even got to do a little baby shopping for their little boy, we are going to miss them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much when they move up to ALASKA, but can't wait to go visit!  Thanks again for the wonderful trip guys, I love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-2364667292143579299?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/2364667292143579299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=2364667292143579299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2364667292143579299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/2364667292143579299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/anyone-need-good-dentist.html' title='Anyone Need A Good Dentist???'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1183240139546356637</id><published>2008-03-10T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:15.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R9Wsw1QqSuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/V9eTO6FfP3o/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176233301662911202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R9Wsw1QqSuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/V9eTO6FfP3o/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Max was the spotlight in primary yesterday, here are his questions and answers:&lt;br /&gt;*If you could take one thing with you to heaven, what would it be?...I would take Thomas the Train.&lt;br /&gt;*If you were a time traveler, which scripture person would you visit?...Captain Moroni because he was in charge of all the toys.&lt;br /&gt;*If you could have a different name, what name would you choose?...Daddy I'm so thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;*How old are old people?...mmm probably 3.&lt;br /&gt;*If you had to eat worms, what would you dip them in?...Chocolate because it tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;*What country would you like to serve a mission in and what language would you like to speak?...I want to got to Ashton Idaho to Grandma and Grandpa's house and speak "Swageelee"(Jay told him this is what language he should speak! Like a 3 year old knows what that is????)&lt;br /&gt;*If you could have a super power, what super power would you choose?...To run fast like Dash from the Incredibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so excited when they were reading all of the clues because they were talking about all of his favorite things, so it wasn't hard to guess who it was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1183240139546356637?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1183240139546356637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1183240139546356637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1183240139546356637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1183240139546356637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/spotlight.html' title='Spotlight'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R9Wsw1QqSuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/V9eTO6FfP3o/s72-c/IMG_0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1974862350822434699</id><published>2008-03-06T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:49:10.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was helping Max clean up his room.  I was in his closet sorting some toys, when I looked inside this little rocket he has(it's a push toy so he doesn't really use it anymore).  Anways I lifted the seat up and saw a whole bunch  of money....he had almost 4 dollars of change in that thing, what a little horder!  Then he says, "hey mommy you see all my money?"  "Ya, I see it", maybe I should take some saving lessons from him!  I guess were going to have to get him a piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we are saying prayers and it was his turn, he says all his usual stuff then he says, "thank you for Ethan(a boy from school), and please bless him to play with Bertie the Bus with me, and please bless him to stay at school."  His sweet little prayers make my heart melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I picked him up from school today and when were driving home he says&lt;br /&gt;Max: Mom I have a stick in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What???&lt;br /&gt;Max: A stick in my hair mom and I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well wait until we get home and I'll look at it&lt;br /&gt;We get home and he has some nasty sticky stuff in his hair about the size of a quarter, So I tell him that we'll get it out when he has a bath tonight.  He huffs and goes in his room to play.  Like 10 minutes later I see him standing on his stool in the bathroom trying to see what it is that is in his hair.  He looks over at me and says..."Mom, please take my hair off, I don't like the stick and I need my hair off!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1974862350822434699?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1974862350822434699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1974862350822434699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1974862350822434699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1974862350822434699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-things.html' title='A Few Things'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8983945927011956015</id><published>2008-03-05T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:16.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max at 3 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-eFV-0vyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3oNzzBkz2iA/s1600-h/B0000143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174528311509172002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-eFV-0vyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3oNzzBkz2iA/s320/B0000143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some things Max is doing these days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves to play, talk, and sing to Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves Thomas the train, Buzz Lightyear, Woody, Cars, Planes, Dinosaurs...and pretty much everything else a 3 year old loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves a PB and J, and if asked what he wants for dinner it's, "potatoes, broccoli(steamed), and meat." Everyday, without fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves to read, and I can catch him almost everyday sitting in front of his bookshelf reading to himself....I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves his preschool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves his Grandma and Grandpa Christensen, Grammie and Papa, and all of his wonderful cousins...he talks about all of them daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Loves Baseball....lately he is obsessed, which I am just fine with. I can't wait for the weather to get a little better so I can take him outside and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He can count to at least 50, and can count by 10's (thanks grammie)! He also recognizes numbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He can sing and say his ABC's, and recognizes them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Go potty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Dress and undress himself but always wants me to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Says his prayers by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He can do many helpful things like throw away Mia's diapers, clean his plate off and load it in the dishwasher, and pick up his room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He hates dogs, and has a meltdown every time we are near them...we are really trying to work on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*He is learning how to share, and be kind...somedays he is good, and somedays not so good!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I could go on and on but I am grateful for the fun little boy that Max is. He is quirky, and excited about life and he is a blessing in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-8983945927011956015?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8983945927011956015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8983945927011956015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8983945927011956015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8983945927011956015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/max-at-3-12.html' title='Max at 3 1/2'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-eFV-0vyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3oNzzBkz2iA/s72-c/B0000143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-1437195571909851894</id><published>2008-03-05T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:16.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutu Cutie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-PqF-0vwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FzOoxrmKBBI/s1600-h/Max+and+Mia+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174512450194947842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-PqF-0vwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FzOoxrmKBBI/s320/Max+and+Mia+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Here is Mia in her new tutu she got!  Pretty cute.  She is almost 5 months old(next week) and is such a fun baby.  Here are some things she is doing, and likes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Loves to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Loves her brother Max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Loves to be held...she's a little spoiled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*And love, love, loves attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She eats all kinds of "food"...bananas, peaches, squash, sweet potatoes, pears, applesauce, and absolutely hates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;green beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She can roll over from her stomach to either side, and can almost roll over from her back to her stomach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She can sit up like a pro in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; chair, and can sit up with support(like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;holding&lt;/span&gt; onto her legs) on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She is starting to grab everything, which is driving me crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; when she grabs my glasses off of my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She has a HUGE smile, with 3 dimples, the one of her left cheek is the biggest and cutest and it's contagious when you see her smile you can't help but smile too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She is a morning girl....she will talk and babble so loud in the mornings, and I love waking up to that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She sleeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the night which she has done very well since about 3 1/2 months and takes 2 one to two hour naps a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*She has such a sweet little spirit and we are so thankful that she is part of our family, we love her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-1437195571909851894?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/1437195571909851894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=1437195571909851894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1437195571909851894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/1437195571909851894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/03/tutu-cutie.html' title='Tutu Cutie'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8-PqF-0vwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FzOoxrmKBBI/s72-c/Max+and+Mia+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7561244119257024856</id><published>2008-02-27T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:16.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kellie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8Xb42LBW8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/y0r0n7pdo7w/s1600-h/KEllie+and+Jill.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8Xb42LBW8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/y0r0n7pdo7w/s320/KEllie+and+Jill.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171781516765780930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday Kellie!  I love you so much and am so grateful to have such a wonderful sister.  You are my very bestest friend.  Thanks for everything you do for me.  I can't believe your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;your old!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7561244119257024856?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7561244119257024856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7561244119257024856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7561244119257024856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7561244119257024856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-kellie.html' title='Happy Birthday Kellie!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8Xb42LBW8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/y0r0n7pdo7w/s72-c/KEllie+and+Jill.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5089335505653561828</id><published>2008-02-25T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Close?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8Qs72LBW5I/AAAAAAAAALs/Z2jOs5RRv78/s200/Brian+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171307678793816978" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8M_TGLBW2I/AAAAAAAAALU/Q_9tUxC_aZ4/s200/Chad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171046394458364770" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8M_T2LBW3I/AAAAAAAAALc/qbN_-s-qEmA/s200/Kellie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171046407343266674" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8M_VGLBW4I/AAAAAAAAALk/kFsahTC5sZQ/s200/Shane.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171046428818103170" /&gt;While at my Grandmas funeral one of my aunts made a comment to me that "she loved how close we all were."  My first reaction was, we are all way too close.  We not only are close in age but sometimes I think we all are in each others business way too much.  Jay thinks it's odd how much we talk on the phone with each other.  He gets by talking to his parents once every other week, and maybe every couple of months to his siblings.  Where as I talk to Kellie and my mom at least once a day, and I know my brothers all talk to each other once a day.  The more I think about it the more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; i am for how close we all are.  All of our kids are around the same age, and we are all around the same age so when were all together we have so much fun.  Ya, there usually is a little drama involved but it's all worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5089335505653561828?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5089335505653561828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5089335505653561828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5089335505653561828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5089335505653561828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/too-close.html' title='Too Close?'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8Qs72LBW5I/AAAAAAAAALs/Z2jOs5RRv78/s72-c/Brian+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-4007043511043419668</id><published>2008-02-24T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dolled Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8ION2LBWzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1QSRHEexlMY/s1600-h/all+dolled+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8ION2LBWzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1QSRHEexlMY/s320/all+dolled+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170710953217579826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend was my Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rhotons&lt;/span&gt; funeral.  It was so nice.  On Friday night before the funeral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of my dad's family was at my parents house and they were going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; her things.  Grandma had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun jewelry&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we tried some on Mia...she looks super fancy!  Every girl needs a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-4007043511043419668?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/4007043511043419668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=4007043511043419668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4007043511043419668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/4007043511043419668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-dolled-up.html' title='All Dolled Up'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R8ION2LBWzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1QSRHEexlMY/s72-c/all+dolled+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-5153195913744010503</id><published>2008-02-16T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R7dOqGLBWxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1haQD0pq0FQ/s1600-h/V1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167685582549244690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R7dOqGLBWxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1haQD0pq0FQ/s200/V1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R7dOqmLBWyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AmcO1A9K2tY/s1600-h/V2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167685591139179298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R7dOqmLBWyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AmcO1A9K2tY/s200/V2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Valentines was pretty much a bummer. Jay woke up w/ a huge fever, and Max had an apple in his throat.(apple in throat=sore throat). I tried to take a couple of pics of the kids to frame for the grandparents but the photo shoot ended as fast as it began because Mia was hungry. Jay had ordered flowers for me but they never came, come to find out UPS never picked up the order. Anywho that is about as exciting as we got. Yesterday (Friday) I went to the Dentist to find out I need about $6000 worth of dental work done in my mouth, just what I wanted to hear. We took Mia to her 4 month appt....she weighs 15lbs 12oz...she is a PIG, but we love her that way. She did drop from being in the 98th percentile for weight to the 90th thats not too bad!:) While we were at the Dr's office I had him peek at Max's throat because the "apple" was all I was hearing about the last couple of days, and he has strep! So he didn't get to take all the little valentines to his preschool for the kids and his teachers...oh well. He has missed school almost the whole month of Feb. Can the sickness ever end?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-5153195913744010503?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/5153195913744010503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=5153195913744010503' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5153195913744010503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/5153195913744010503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R7dOqGLBWxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1haQD0pq0FQ/s72-c/V1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7372712881699221465</id><published>2008-02-10T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairbanks Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R68kxGLBWuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OAqu6F_dfQ4/s1600-h/Shane+and+Shannon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R68kxGLBWuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OAqu6F_dfQ4/s320/Shane+and+Shannon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165387723506277090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shane and Shannon got their orders to Fairbanks, Alaska!  We are all very excited, but also very sad that they'll be so far away, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; with their new baby!  I'm sure they'll meet lots of awesome people and Shane will get his fill of hunting!  We love them so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7372712881699221465?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7372712881699221465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7372712881699221465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7372712881699221465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7372712881699221465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/fairbanks-alaska.html' title='Fairbanks Alaska'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R68kxGLBWuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OAqu6F_dfQ4/s72-c/Shane+and+Shannon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3287664338743338144</id><published>2008-02-09T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:34:49.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821141391079&amp;amp;site=widget-e7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821141391079&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e7.slide.com/p1/2161727821141391079/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821141391079&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e7.slide.com/p2/2161727821141391079/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-3287664338743338144?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3287664338743338144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3287664338743338144' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3287664338743338144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3287664338743338144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-3540342390623720011</id><published>2008-02-08T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Ugly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yLh0-x9XI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iLzA_y-3rHg/s1600-h/Ugly+Betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yLh0-x9XI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iLzA_y-3rHg/s320/Ugly+Betty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164656285961024882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so everyone(mainly Amber, and Andra)having been telling my mom and I that we need to start watching Ugly Betty!  So we went and rented some movies the other night and rented the first disc...oh my gosh we are addicted.  There is like 6 or 7 discs in the complete 1st season and we've been staying up until mid-night every night watching it!  If your not watching you should, everyone needs a little "Betty" in their life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-3540342390623720011?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/3540342390623720011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=3540342390623720011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3540342390623720011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/3540342390623720011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-ugly.html' title='Are you Ugly?'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yLh0-x9XI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iLzA_y-3rHg/s72-c/Ugly+Betty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-7393327273529308220</id><published>2008-02-08T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:17.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Big</title><content type='html'>Mia will be 4 months on the 10th so I finally bit the bullet and fed her cereal! SHE LOVES IT! It has been out of pure laziness that I didn't start her earlier, she has been ready for awhile but starting cereal means that I can't just sit on the couch and feed her a bottle, I actually have to sit down and really feed her and from here there is no end! Oh well! She loves to eat(if you haven't noticed)...she really likes all the "snacks" papa likes to give her, like tastes of ice cream, banana and anything else she can coax him into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yAx0-x9VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Qb1aXf4Gisw/s1600-h/Mia+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yAx0-x9VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Qb1aXf4Gisw/s320/Mia+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164644466211026258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943869305822755607-7393327273529308220?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/7393327273529308220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=7393327273529308220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7393327273529308220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/7393327273529308220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/getting-big.html' title='Getting Big'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6yAx0-x9VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Qb1aXf4Gisw/s72-c/Mia+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-8922265802193604458</id><published>2008-02-08T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:18.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here!</title><content type='html'>Yes, we are still in Eagar...it's been a week now but were having fun.  Jay's well he is drilling is actually by St. Johns so he had to come down here anyways so he just brought Max and has been hanging out with us for the last couple of days.  He and Max played in the snow for a long time yesterday here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Ak-x9SI/AAAAAAAAAJk/I-yBtreQkEA/s1600-h/Max.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Ak-x9SI/AAAAAAAAAJk/I-yBtreQkEA/s320/Max.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164635923521074466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A snowman named "Grandpa"...it kind of looks like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Bk-x9TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mRvO38roFmI/s1600-h/Max+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Bk-x9TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mRvO38roFmI/s320/Max+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164635940700943666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his way to feed Fudgie some hot dogs&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/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Ck-x9UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FAate3yvUmc/s1600-h/Max+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Ck-x9UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FAate3yvUmc/s320/Max+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164635957880812866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving "Grandpa" a head butt&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/7943869305822755607-8922265802193604458?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/8922265802193604458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=8922265802193604458' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8922265802193604458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/8922265802193604458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-here.html' title='Still here!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6x5Ak-x9SI/AAAAAAAAAJk/I-yBtreQkEA/s72-c/Max.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6848880999190086778</id><published>2008-02-04T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:18.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUCK!!</title><content type='html'>I only have Mia down here with me and I don't know what to do with myself.  Jay had all weekend off until Tuesday and he and Max were going to go to a wrestling match so I left Max home with him.  I forgot how easy just one kid is...I don't think 2 is really hard but only one is like not having any at all!!  What the heck did I ever do with all my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing Max though, and I feel really bad because Jay called me at about 11 last night to tell me that Max had thrown up all over(while he's cleaning up puke, I'm laying on my parents couch watching Dream Girls).  So he calls me to ask if he can wash all of Max's bedding together???...I love my husband!  Great as this little break has been I was suppose to go home today and it is snowing like crazy so I might just have to wait until tomorrow.  So for now I guess I am just STUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6eLe0-x9QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Gyl7QIceQv0/s1600-h/Mia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6eLe0-x9QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Gyl7QIceQv0/s320/Mia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163248859537863938" 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/7943869305822755607-6848880999190086778?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6848880999190086778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6848880999190086778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6848880999190086778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6848880999190086778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/stuck.html' title='STUCK!!'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6eLe0-x9QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Gyl7QIceQv0/s72-c/Mia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943869305822755607.post-6205980765726121630</id><published>2008-02-04T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:20:18.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Rhoton</title><content type='html'>So Mia and I came down to Eagar on Friday to help my mom with her new beginnings she had on Sat.  I always come down here wanting to help but I don't think she really needs help, she's always got it together.  Anyways so on Sunday after church we drove over to Snowflake to see Grandma Rhoton.  I hadn't seen her in awhile and I actually didn't even recognize her.  She seemed so little and old.  She didn't talk much, and was very sleepy but we did get a picture...4 generations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6dtFU-x9OI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UTfq46g0To/s1600-h/Dad,+Jill,+Max+and+Gma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6dtFU-x9OI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UTfq46g0To/s320/Dad,+Jill,+Max+and+Gma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163215436102366434" 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/7943869305822755607-6205980765726121630?l=jillchristensen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/feeds/6205980765726121630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7943869305822755607&amp;postID=6205980765726121630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6205980765726121630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943869305822755607/posts/default/6205980765726121630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillchristensen.blogspot.com/2008/02/grandma-rhoton.html' title='Grandma Rhoton'/><author><name>jill christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16900403477172762213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ycVSpDfHfQg/R6dtFU-x9OI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UTfq46g0To/s72-c/Dad,+Jill,+Max+and+Gma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
