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out grown this side of me that really just let loose and let people have a peace of my mind and I think for the most part I have learned to stay quiet and not get involved...but when it comes to my children I think you better watch out!....I could not believe what I had to do yesterday....seriously still blows my mind....so Kacey came home from school the other day I think it was last week but she said she had to close her eyes on this part of a movie they were watchiing in Social Studies...well I was thinking what kind of movie would you have to close your eyes on at shcool??? seriously...this isn't the first time she has told me she's had to do this in her class...so now I am really wondering what the heck is going on....oh and she said she opened her eyes for a second and saw a guy getting his leg blown off....yeah really....so yesterday was parent teacher conference and I went up to ask this teacher about what movies she is showing and my views on the influence and affect of violence in the media....so I sat down and talked to her she said she felt the same way that she was really picky about what her kids watched and that everything she show's comes from the school library....really?  so I went to the library and asked them what this teacher had checked out recently and if they had any movies on the revolutionary war that showed someone getting blown up....the librarian said this teacher had not checked anything out recently and showed me the movies she had, which were very educational and good....so I went back to the teacher because I had forgotten to ask what the name of the movie was and I could tell she did not want to tell me....get this you are never going to believe it....it was "The Patriot" with Mel Gibson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a rated R movie for war violence....I went back to the library and asked them if they had that movie she said no way would she have that movie in her library....oh I was so mad and sick to my stomach...so I went to the office to talk to the principal and couldn't find her and then in walks the teacher so I'm like oh great I'm going to have to do this later because I didn't want her to see me talking to the principal....by the way I forgot to mention that before I even went up to the school I was praying so much and so was Jared...so I really felt guided through out it all....okay so I decide to leave and as I'm walking out the principal is walking in and I stop her and talk to her....she knows me because I'm the mom that didn't even want to send her child to school in the first place and has been up there on other occasions about stuff, so she knows me....I tell her about how this isn't the first time Kacey has had to close her eyes and told her what the movie was and she couldn't believe it either and knew that she had not approved that movie becuase everything is supposed to be approved the semester before..and she apologized to me and said that she will take care of it....I don't know what exactly that means but trust me I will follow up and find out what actions were taken.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really felt like Kacey is such a strong beacon in that school and that her friends know her values and that God is using her for good....I know God loves all of his children and wants to make sure that they are protected and not exposed to the evil of the world..I feel like God wanted me to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for my daughter but also for all the other innocent children that were being affected by it....if it wasn't for a parent speaking out then nothing would have changed and she would have kept on doing this to other children...I don't think she intentionaly meant to harm them but used a really poor sense of judgment....I have told other parents, ones that I know have her as a teacher and they can't believe it either and are grateful that I did that...We have to stand up for what we believe in and make sure that we are holding up our light for the world to see!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-7372596168895817989?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7372596168895817989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7372596168895817989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7372596168895817989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7372596168895817989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/standing-up.html' title='Standing Up'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-8705468731195678301</id><published>2009-12-08T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:53:57.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Conversation With my Dad</title><content type='html'>So my dads wife calls and leaves a message wondering if we were going to go down there for Christmas, so they can prepare if we were.  So I called my dad and was like "I don't think we will be able to make it this year."  Dad: "How come?" Me:  "It cost too much to drive down there and do you really, really want us to come?"  Dad:  "Yes, Yes I really do."  (that was a shock for him to say that because I expected him to say something to give us an out, he usually does)  Me: "Let me talk to Jared and I'll call you back."  I talked to Jared and we decided we would go so I called my dad back.  Me:"Okay dad we will be there on the 23 and leave on the 28th." Dad: "Oh.... well I wasn't planning for you to stay that long."  I'm trying not to laugh real hard. Me: "Okay we'll leave on the 26th."  He loves me but not thaaaatt much.  Theres no wondering with my family about how they feel about you especially my dad he pretty much tells you exactly how he feels all the time even when he shouldn't.  I will have to say that this last time I saw him at Thanksgiving he was a lot more mellow and quiet.  So he's either on new medication or his age is catching up with him or maybe its his wife.  Not sure but I am still dreading going down there and if I can come up with an excuse not to I'll use it......its mainly being there and my mom not being there and a different woman living there.  It's just weird is all.  Okay so now I have to try and gear myself up for a trip down there...maybe it won't be that bad it usually isn't as bad as we think its going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-8705468731195678301?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8705468731195678301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8705468731195678301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8705468731195678301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8705468731195678301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-conversation-with-my-dad.html' title='Funny Conversation With my Dad'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5940541386552948387</id><published>2009-11-04T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:35:05.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Back</title><content type='html'>So I'm falling back into blogging.  I actually missed it but life gets so busy sometimes and this is the first thing to go.  Fall is my favorite time of year except for the fact that I am flat broke till spring.  We have our anniversay October, my birthday October, Sariah November, Kacey December and Amber Mae January and then just throw in a little thing called Christmas in there and its no wonder were not standing on the corner with a bucket and a sign.  But even though its hard it is still my favorite time of year.  With the cooler weather and the beautiful colors on the leaves, the bugs are pretty much gone and you get to spend time with family.  I love it!  I just had a nice moment watching Amber Mae play outside with my next door neighbor.  He's an older man probably in his 80's and the girls call him PaPa, his name is Paul and he is the nicest man and like a grandpa to us.  He's helped us out so many times when things need fixing.  I was just thinking that if anything happened to him I don't think I could live here anymore.  I have two great neighbors on both sides of us.  The other neighbors is an older couple with their children grown and every holiday they bring us holiday cookies.  You really can't put a price tag on good neighbors.  Why am I writing that I don't know but I couldn't imagine ever having nicer neighbors than that.  Anyway back to my love of Fall....I am going to enjoy this cooler weather for now till it gets too cold than I can't stand it and am ready for spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5940541386552948387?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5940541386552948387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5940541386552948387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5940541386552948387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5940541386552948387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-back.html' title='Fall Back'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-4330450420989450588</id><published>2009-06-18T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:02:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today at the pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348895408131890210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYCLZrXCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-xSprrs342c/s200/SD531555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at the pool was nice....I ran into Danielle and Sally and their kids and all the kids were having fun...I snapped a few pictures and then they had to leave....and shortly after they left was when the craziness begins that is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amber Mae&lt;/span&gt;....why does she save it all for me and she's so smart to make sure there are no witnesses....so I'm moving all my stuff over to the chairs and I'm not sure why and I've yet to figure it out but since the stroller is just right there....Amber Mae decides to push the entire stroller into the baby pool.....everything and I mean everything goes in and I'm rushing to grab all the stuff floating around....no one rushed over to help...I'm sure they just thought it was too funny....it would have been for me too if it wasn't for the fact that at the bottom of the pool was my cell phone and Kacey's cell phone laying there...I've been drying them out and I think they will be okay...this isn't the first time my cell phones been wet....yeah, I dropped it in the toilet not that long ago, really gross....so I had to fish all my stuff out of the pool and then there were goldfish crackers swimming everywhere in the pool too....So we didn't stay too long after that...and trust me the brakes will be on the stroller evertime we are at the pool for now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYVHyE6HI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0ij6_PFLX9o/s1600-h/SD531558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348895733578000498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYVHyE6HI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0ij6_PFLX9o/s200/SD531558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macy did a good cheeeessee for the camera here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYRUIQMSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7cAcDsgNNTg/s1600-h/SD531559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348895668172763426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYRUIQMSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7cAcDsgNNTg/s200/SD531559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYMRMmzSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uB9WkRSwVDE/s1600-h/SD531557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348895581486370082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYMRMmzSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uB9WkRSwVDE/s200/SD531557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are both going through the crazy two stage....I think Amber Mae is a little bit further advanced into it then Macy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYIerpA4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/qTMtgR0a9X0/s1600-h/SD531556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348895516386722690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYIerpA4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/qTMtgR0a9X0/s200/SD531556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heres the little booger that is causing so much strife in my life right now.....but i can't resist those chubby legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-4330450420989450588?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4330450420989450588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4330450420989450588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4330450420989450588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4330450420989450588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-at-pool.html' title='Today at the pool'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjsYCLZrXCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-xSprrs342c/s72-c/SD531555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1898913559422939871</id><published>2009-06-16T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:24:23.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Summer Pics 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEhLS0CEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/C_6fH6R2ik8/s1600-h/SD531510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347959156772177986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEhLS0CEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/C_6fH6R2ik8/s200/SD531510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mae is such a water baby this summer she hates it when its time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEccsOleI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S516NvUsoA8/s1600-h/SD531513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347959075542832610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEccsOleI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S516NvUsoA8/s200/SD531513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEW04LT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/lRGPkgVrIXk/s1600-h/SD531515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958978956185570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEW04LT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/lRGPkgVrIXk/s200/SD531515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we went to Dallas and spent the weekend with my cousin and his family...he has four beautiful girls and our girls have so much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEJwVIuVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5gldosOGacg/s1600-h/SD531517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958754397174098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEJwVIuVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5gldosOGacg/s200/SD531517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call a Kacey sandwhich because as strange as it is Oliver has a Kacey also spelled the same way and they are the same age so thats Kailen in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfECZFGZkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Avo0vIcH_AE/s1600-h/SD531534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958627896813122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfECZFGZkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Avo0vIcH_AE/s200/SD531534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 Judy was visiting from Guatemala so I got to see her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfD74Qd29I/AAAAAAAAAYU/sAN5EVxKBkY/s1600-h/SD531523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958516006902738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfD74Qd29I/AAAAAAAAAYU/sAN5EVxKBkY/s200/SD531523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Oliver and Julie's beautiful family with their four girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDzMIRHwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/J_z0L2RB1W0/s1600-h/SD531537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958366722400002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDzMIRHwI/AAAAAAAAAYM/J_z0L2RB1W0/s200/SD531537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie, me and Alex (Olivers sister) when I was younger me and my sister would come and spend a couple weeks in the summer in Dallas with Alex and we would have so much fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDtOUTbXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pFt7ZpwtlaQ/s1600-h/SD531539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958264230538610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDtOUTbXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pFt7ZpwtlaQ/s200/SD531539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kacey had fun making up dances with Kailen...we had to listen to the same song over and over while they practiced but it was worth it when they showed it off that night after dinner...I'm so glad I'm not the only family that has little girls dances as the nights entertainment for guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDlKBzKEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gPQnk2WL19A/s1600-h/SD531545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958125640230978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfDlKBzKEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/gPQnk2WL19A/s200/SD531545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay so Amber Mae is such a two year old and not afraid to push other kids off toys to get what she wants....its scary to see her being so mean....what am I supposed to do?  I don't want her to be a bully...I'm really hoping that its just her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-1898913559422939871?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1898913559422939871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1898913559422939871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1898913559422939871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1898913559422939871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-summer-pics-09.html' title='Some Summer Pics 09'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SjfEhLS0CEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/C_6fH6R2ik8/s72-c/SD531510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2469434911326127573</id><published>2009-05-22T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:47:29.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>So if I'm going to be completely honest and I want to share my real feelings. I have to tell you how sad I've been the past couple of days and how hard it really is. Hopefully if someone has felt this way they will know what I'm talking about and I don't think I'm that different from others but I have been really sad and grieving the loss of Kacey not going back to school next year. Any change whether its good or bad is always a loss of something else, thats not to say its not good but it is different and a little like going into the unknown. I think for me thats when my faith comes into play and even though its hard or something that I'm not used to I have to remember that God knows all and that it is his will not mine. I'm even having a hard time that she's not doing cheerleading this year...even though she has lots of dance and music to takes its place its still a death of something else. So yeah I cried a lot last night...and its funny because she's not home from school yet but so far she has been taking it a lot better than I have (knock on wood). I haven't told her how sad I've been because if theres one thing I've learned in my life that even if it hurts or its hard to do that doesn't mean its not the right decision. That is the one thing I'm sure of. I know it will get easier... its just the transitioning that sucks.  There definitely is a reason for all things.....its just hard not knowing what those reasons are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2469434911326127573?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2469434911326127573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2469434911326127573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2469434911326127573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2469434911326127573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-8767123204086667726</id><published>2009-05-15T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:42:19.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been one of those weeks!</title><content type='html'>Why is it that everything seems to happen all at once....its been crazzzy this week. I can't really get into all of it because it's not exactly mine to tell. But lets just say that I'm searching for someone, praying for others and trying to figure out what the problem is. And it was Jareds birthday this week. So I will start with the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zVaVuMrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eBjrMzINVFw/s1600-h/SD531389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336118313932960434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zVaVuMrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eBjrMzINVFw/s200/SD531389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beautiful husband and his brother Derek talking about music like they always do.  I got him tickets to the Ben Folds concert coming up and I think him Derek can talk about songs they like and different albums for hours.  So this week I've been listening to his songs so I can sing along at the concert....although I don't know that it helps much since I never know the words to songs and just make up my own lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zQcg2FAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LFckWgWBMR0/s1600-h/SD531394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336118228617139202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zQcg2FAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LFckWgWBMR0/s200/SD531394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the first to admit I am no genius at making cakes or decorating them.  I got this idea from my cousin Pattys birthday cake.  So I tried it with Jareds since his favorite candy right now are the crazy core skittles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zKuzkF1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fHxGXcZm1xA/s1600-h/SD531398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336118130448275282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zKuzkF1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fHxGXcZm1xA/s200/SD531398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing out the candles and no they were not trick candles this time...I totally learned my lesson on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zBxZa9TI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UmyI5xIpjBQ/s1600-h/SD531401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336117976525108530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zBxZa9TI/AAAAAAAAAXc/UmyI5xIpjBQ/s200/SD531401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared took this pic of me even though my hair looks a little wild...its okay that was at the end of the party and I forgot to take more pics of everyone that was there.  I hate it when I do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2y9R5PtTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dTG1CsU56As/s1600-h/SD531400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336117899349177650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2y9R5PtTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dTG1CsU56As/s200/SD531400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the little friend that came to visit us last night.  Isn't he cute?  We have a ton of these around our house and they make some pretty crazy noises at night.  We think they may be the offspring of the tadpoles we raised a couple of summers ago because we don't remember them being around before then and now we realize what can happen when you introduce a new species into your environment.  But I don't mind them I like their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2y4uyLwhI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OfwXFnjYRoI/s1600-h/SD531405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336117821204840978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2y4uyLwhI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OfwXFnjYRoI/s200/SD531405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bad...... So this is what else happened last night.  Amber Mae was having a bad allergic reaction to something and I am yet to figure out what it is (I'm going to have to do some mommy detective work like Rachel) but it got so bad last night she was swollen from head to toe and red and itchy...that picture is after the fact because I was just trying to maintain my sanity at the time I wasn't thinking about taking pictures, so you really aren't seeing how bad it was....so we ended up going to the Emergency Room last night and being there till 2 a.m.....so they could give her some steroid medicine.  She was better this morning, not as swollen but still itching some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2ytI5nMPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/3e8cVtY9YtI/s1600-h/SD531408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336117622056890610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2ytI5nMPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/3e8cVtY9YtI/s200/SD531408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see her stomach is bruised where she had been itching so much...she's like that on the inside of her legs too.  It was so sad to see her so miserable like that.  Now I just need to figure out what it was that make her react like that.  If you saw her on Sunday you saw how she is allergic to mosquitos, the side of her face was all swollen...well last night was so much worse than Sunday....she hardly looked recognizable.&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/5816348224917963412-8767123204086667726?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8767123204086667726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8767123204086667726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8767123204086667726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8767123204086667726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-one-of-those-weeks.html' title='It&apos;s been one of those weeks!'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/Sg2zVaVuMrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eBjrMzINVFw/s72-c/SD531389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-752599741476118032</id><published>2009-04-27T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:06:09.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar-B-Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;We had fun the other night at the Pepples house....just hanging out and letting the kids play and getting to know this awesome family that I had just met. Seriously they are so cool. Mary the mom and Jeff the dad and their amazing children (12 in all) and she homeschools them too which is even more amazing. Why is it that families that have a lot of kids are just the nicest and neatest families in the world. Could be that they get it....they get whats most important in this life. Here are some of the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9ISM3qOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KxlDtHaYerI/s1600-h/SD531358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329444052829448418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9ISM3qOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KxlDtHaYerI/s200/SD531358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9EyR5miI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_bGoS0E2rhU/s1600-h/SD531360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443992721005090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9EyR5miI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_bGoS0E2rhU/s200/SD531360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Judy and Ray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9AlwK3EI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BvaeXIkxih0/s1600-h/SD531361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443920638827586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9AlwK3EI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BvaeXIkxih0/s200/SD531361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It was so funny because Jared made our hamburgers before we went and thought he was pretty cool with adding some minced onion and spices and I think even BBQ sauce.....until the Pepples pull out their hamburgers which were like 4 inches thick and packed with blue cheese and something else....they called our hamburgers baby burgers....it was pretty funny....I haven't even told them yet how we laughed about it on the way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX88hxc_5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Z0k7EjgOgzE/s1600-h/SD531359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443850850992018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX88hxc_5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Z0k7EjgOgzE/s200/SD531359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Jared with his baby burgers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX82a1UtjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VlrjSrhEwnU/s1600-h/SD531364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443745908962866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX82a1UtjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VlrjSrhEwnU/s200/SD531364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Plenty of really good food....which by the way, Amber I need the recipe for the delicious bacon wrapped cheese pepper thing that was so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8xM1UPjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cRgLQkmIPt4/s1600-h/SD531363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443656251489842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8xM1UPjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cRgLQkmIPt4/s200/SD531363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Kids eating....don't ask me what Rachels kids were eating because I don't even know the name of it, some wheat grass or something....I am so kidding with you Rachel...they chowed down on whatever it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8sXhP86I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3opEU-oLleY/s1600-h/SD531369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443573220766626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8sXhP86I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3opEU-oLleY/s200/SD531369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Here's the babies waiting for someone to come push them along it wasn't charged which is probably for the best, they look like they could do some damage together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8m9EfHsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lGmgc6bUA6M/s1600-h/SD531374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443480221458114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8m9EfHsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lGmgc6bUA6M/s200/SD531374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here's Vic being a little comedian and giving us a laugh with her little get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8g5ccvyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZzdLwLYODjs/s1600-h/SD531381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443376169008930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8g5ccvyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZzdLwLYODjs/s200/SD531381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is Mary, the awesome mother I was telling you about. We matched so I had to make this ink color match too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8aTc6xEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pmYMKJGXTLw/s1600-h/SD531370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329443262891213890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX8aTc6xEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pmYMKJGXTLw/s200/SD531370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll match Ambers shirt this time....don't we look beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-752599741476118032?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/752599741476118032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=752599741476118032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/752599741476118032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/752599741476118032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/bar-b-q.html' title='Bar-B-Q'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfX9ISM3qOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KxlDtHaYerI/s72-c/SD531358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8147663951303498953</id><published>2009-04-26T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:27:29.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pearls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfTfW-LbszI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Q9iSC5GbfUY/s1600-h/pearls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329129844827206450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfTfW-LbszI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Q9iSC5GbfUY/s200/pearls.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how they say not to "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cast your pearls before swine&lt;/span&gt;" well thats how I have felt about something lately that I've been hesitant to tell people about. Because for me its been a personal revelation something that I didn't take lightly and was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; decision to make. I prayed and fasted and looked at all the options and things have fallen into place to let me know that this is what I should be doing for whatever reason and to be honest I don't even know what that reason is and may never know but if its what I'm supposed to do then I will try my hardest to do it. Okay so what is it I've decided to do its........ HOMESCHOOLING....there I said it I'm going to homeschool Kacey this year. I know your probably as shocked as I was that of all people &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;would homeschool...but I always told myself that as a mom I would do whatever it takes to make sure my kids have the best life possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lots of reasons....&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she will be learning more than she would at school in a shorter amount of time....she will have more free time to do more dancing or whatever else she wants to.....she won't have to change who she is to fit in with a certain crowd or be labled as a certain type of person.....she will be in control of her learning and not be limited by those around her.....we will be able to grow closer as mother and daughter....part of her curriculum will be studying the scriptures so she will grow spiritually....and many other reasons that I don't even know yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm worried... you always are when you do something new and unknown but there are so many homeschool groups and activities that she's not going to become a social outcast or freak and the curriculum I'm using goes by the highest standard of all 50 states and there is a teacher assigned to her to help her in anyway if I can't and they have field trips too. I'm just going to take it one year at a time and see how it goes but to tell you the truth &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am so excited&lt;/span&gt; about spending time with her and getting to know her as she is growing up into a beautiful young lady, she is such an awsome girl, who wouldn't want to spend that much time with their daughter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-8147663951303498953?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8147663951303498953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8147663951303498953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8147663951303498953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8147663951303498953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-pearls.html' title='My Pearls'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SfTfW-LbszI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Q9iSC5GbfUY/s72-c/pearls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2975683925922231114</id><published>2009-04-15T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:37:41.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a little bit more helpless than I thought..</title><content type='html'>I thought I could handle things okay while Jared is away this week.  He left yesterday for some work training in Georgia.  I know how to do most things around here myself and get along just fine.  The truth is in the 13 years we've been married this is the first time that he's actually left me at home with the kids for any amount of time.  I've left him several times with the kids and I've gone to visit my dad with the kids by myself but its different being at home without him.  So I thought we'd start off the "no dad around week"  with a little girls night of watching a movie last night.  I also thought it would be fun to watch it in my room on the little t.v. so we could lay on my bed.  What I didn't plan on was spending an hour trying to get the dvd player hooked up to the t.v.  Of course I called Jared but he's little help since he can't see the big mess of wires I've created and even if I wanted to give in and watch it in the living room, I can no longer remember how it was hooked up in the first place....So I did what anyone else would do and called a neighbor to the rescue.  I called Anita Ruggles who lives around the corner to see if her husband could help...but guess what?...he's out of town too...but she informs me he isn't the one that handles this stuff at their house anyway....its their teenage son Ben...go figure...of course a teenager would know how to do this stuff....so they come over and I'm feeling really stupid...because literally in 5 seconds he has it done and working and even fixed the t.v. in the living room....Thank you Ben!....Wow...I should have known a teenager would be able to fix it.  I'm just hoping there isn't anything else that puts me in my place while he's gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2975683925922231114?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2975683925922231114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2975683925922231114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2975683925922231114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2975683925922231114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-little-bit-more-helpless-than-i.html' title='I am a little bit more helpless than I thought..'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-3385037147568422032</id><published>2009-04-01T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:29:22.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mothers Dream Come True!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;My friend had her daughters party today at the Polka Dot Place in B.A.  It is such a cute litlle place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQdha-4UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qY2l9JVboXU/s1600-h/SD531254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319895159205192002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQdha-4UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qY2l9JVboXU/s320/SD531254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The cake went along perfectly she had it done at Reasors before she even saw the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319894957972360066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQRzxVi4I/AAAAAAAAAVM/oYfX6nlt4sw/s320/SD531252.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look how cute the tables were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319895355045286738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQo6-5k1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Tv51_jAHT7c/s320/SD531290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here are all the girls dressed up taking a pic with Cinderella thats the birthday girl in the middle.  They all looked so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQF0h9sTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1xu8nTyRUIw/s1600-h/SD531270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319894752017887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQF0h9sTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1xu8nTyRUIw/s320/SD531270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sariah all dolled up....she loves this kind of stuff....and I love that she loves it :)...I am such a girly girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQP7uNyEZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ADQZqdI4uRg/s1600-h/SD531276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319894578523935122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQP7uNyEZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ADQZqdI4uRg/s320/SD531276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mae is such a girly girl too...she loved getting dressed up and was a little lady drinking from a tea cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQPy4Z6ANI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gaBnKEDoCSU/s1600-h/SD531249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319894426640318674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQPy4Z6ANI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gaBnKEDoCSU/s320/SD531249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now, you know it was hard to get the older girls to dress up but they finally gave in and I was so excited to see Kacey even a little dressed up because she hates to do girly things right now...I'm sure its just a phase...right? please!...anyway she used to be the biggest girly girl of them all and now its skulls and sneakers....she'll always be a little princess to me though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319896176385591522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQRYutsCOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wNAjLPykzPE/s320/SD531260.JPG" border="0" /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ever since Amber Mae's daddy painted her fingernails she has to have her nails done and didn't want to miss this opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQPYIR-4QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XZ2b-st776s/s1600-h/SD531297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319893967045583106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQPYIR-4QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XZ2b-st776s/s320/SD531297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sariah always the loving big sister....they are so cute together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQO6xsiHrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MYKQESSHUhY/s1600-h/SD531243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319893462766722738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQO6xsiHrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MYKQESSHUhY/s320/SD531243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Riding the horsey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQOzO-kvgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MsY9kdHHFig/s1600-h/SD531242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319893333188066818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQOzO-kvgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MsY9kdHHFig/s320/SD531242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She was just way too cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQOpdcBO-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/aVDsncGluQ8/s1600-h/SD531245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319893165270973410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQOpdcBO-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/aVDsncGluQ8/s320/SD531245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously the reason us moms have little girls is so they can be our little dolls and we can play dress up with them....so I was in heaven today getting to dress them up!  They are so cute I couldn't help but have a big smile on my face the whole time the party was going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-3385037147568422032?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3385037147568422032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=3385037147568422032' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/3385037147568422032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/3385037147568422032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/mothers-dream-come-true.html' title='A Mothers Dream Come True!'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SdQQdha-4UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qY2l9JVboXU/s72-c/SD531254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5534677841688617043</id><published>2009-03-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:19:18.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxley Nature Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ScF_hUJ6mxI/AAAAAAAAATs/6WhpR_9cg7Q/s1600-h/SD531201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314669245596605202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ScF_hUJ6mxI/AAAAAAAAATs/6WhpR_9cg7Q/s320/SD531201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to Amber Pepple I now have something to blog about....JK...no seriously I have just been lazy about blogging...but today me and Amber Pepple had a fun little adventure out at the Oxley Nature Center. I thought it would be fun to go there and take our kids for a little hike on their trails. We soon learned that our children are not ready for the summer like weather and that we need to get them better conditioned for hiking...so we plan on doing this more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314669693962420146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ScF_7acp_7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/nNKy1Ky67a8/s320/SD531208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they did have fun looking for tadpoles and the Pepple children even managed to take some home for their tadpole aquarium. They saw where a beaver had chewed at a tree...pretty cool. And we think we figured out that these little red bugs in the water were ticks...weird..I need to look that up. Anyway our biggest scare was that the Pepples dogs were lost and Chris couldn't find them when he got home luckily by the time our hike was over and we were on our way to the pound he called and said he found them at the neighbors house...its a good thing...I really like those dogs and I am usually not a huge dog lover but that is the one type of dog that I want to get. I love the outdoors and really can't wait for summer to get here and stay for a little while. The only thing that I can seriously live without is the wasp because I am deathly afraid of them and I am trying to overcome that fear but they are just the weirdest looking things on this planet and they come right at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314669526659442562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ScF_xrMhJ4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EtKAgiMc3wY/s320/SD531203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how happy they all are....this is obviously before dragging them through the woods. :)&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/5816348224917963412-5534677841688617043?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5534677841688617043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5534677841688617043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5534677841688617043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5534677841688617043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/oxley-nature-park.html' title='Oxley Nature Park'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ScF_hUJ6mxI/AAAAAAAAATs/6WhpR_9cg7Q/s72-c/SD531201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5563598180225789324</id><published>2009-02-27T10:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:44:56.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while and honestly its because my facebook has been taking over...sorry but its more fun to see what everyone is doing and easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Sariah to the doctor today because she's had a headache for the past two weeks.  He thinks its sinuses so I am going to try something over the counter and see if that helps.  But it was so interesting to see because &lt;strong&gt;Sariah&lt;/strong&gt; is in the &lt;strong&gt;25% &lt;/strong&gt;in her weight, she weighs 48lbs. She's always been so tiny and skinny and she's only in the 50% in her height so she will probably be short like me....and then theres &lt;strong&gt;Amber Mae &lt;/strong&gt;who has been such a chunk from the very beginning we always couldn't believe how fast we get tired from holding her...with the other girls they were always light as a feather...So Amber Mae is in the &lt;strong&gt;90%&lt;/strong&gt; in her weight she weighs 31 lbs and 75% in her height...I think she definitely takes after Jareds mom's side of the family.  Its just interesting to have them so different from eachother...Give Amber Mae a year and she is probably going to catch up to her sister.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5563598180225789324?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5563598180225789324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5563598180225789324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5563598180225789324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5563598180225789324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2472720768259777</id><published>2009-02-18T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:41:45.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back From Guate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxWZctFNMI/AAAAAAAAATc/rP-hfjPuDrE/s1600-h/SD530839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxWZctFNMI/AAAAAAAAATc/rP-hfjPuDrE/s320/SD530839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304209456337597634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxWPBPNuVI/AAAAAAAAATU/szWCro2Tvak/s1600-h/SD530923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxWPBPNuVI/AAAAAAAAATU/szWCro2Tvak/s320/SD530923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304209277165877586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxV0zMrX-I/AAAAAAAAATM/wwvItGf3eQo/s1600-h/SD530882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxV0zMrX-I/AAAAAAAAATM/wwvItGf3eQo/s320/SD530882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304208826720542690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxVkdq6FQI/AAAAAAAAATE/4RnJUJq0A1A/s1600-h/SD530855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SZxVkdq6FQI/AAAAAAAAATE/4RnJUJq0A1A/s320/SD530855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304208546063848706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to be able to put all my pics on here but I have put all of them on my facebook page if you have a page you can check them out there. So I am back now and so glad to be but at the same time sad to be away from my family....I had so much fun with them it was a party everywhere I went.  They wanted me to stay longer because really I didn't get to do as much as I could have but I did do the most important things which was see my family....I saw my uncle roberto who had a stroke a few years ago and he can't talk well at all but he understands you.  I visited my Tia Zoilita who is 90 years old she is my grandmothers sister...I got to sit down with her and ask her questions about Mama Chon and find out where I get my sick sense of humor from...We went to the cememtary where a lot of my family is burried..My cousin Patty and her family was so nice to me and all my cousins are loving and kind and I am going back soon I can't wait another 9 years to see my family...here are some pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2472720768259777?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2472720768259777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2472720768259777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5305247213361149821</id><published>2009-02-13T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:49:13.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala</title><content type='html'>So i am in Guatemala right now and it is so beautiful here you would not believe it.....i feel like i have won some kind of vacation trip because my cousin pattys house is so beautiful and the guest room has its own bathroom and tv in it.....i may never want to leave.....she has a maid that cooks and cleans for her.....very nice....i may have to find a lady that wants to come home with me to help me cook and clean....i plan on spending some time with her to so i can learn how to make some good food....all the food here is so fresh like this morning i had fresh squeezed orange juice and the have fresh fruit out at all times like pineapple and kiwi and i had plantains this morning for breakfast along with eggs and black beans....very yummy.  yesterday i was not feeling so good i think it was from all the traveling because today i am feeling much better and look forward to some fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i get home i will post some pics i couldn't figure out how to do it...the keyboard is set up differently too so i keep messing up so sorry if something is wrong....You would not believe the way people drive here its crazzy...and rush hour here is way worse than we have it so i don{t think i will ever complain about it again...if your on a motorcycle you can pretty much do what ever you want which includes riding on the sidewalks driving in between cars and whatever else you have to do to get around the other vehicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i visited my grandmothers cemetery along with aunts and uncles....&lt;i also went and visited my &lt;uncle roberto, he is the only one left out of my mothers brothers and sisters and there were six of them...its terrible how they all died at such a young age...i think thats why i get freaked out that im going to die young....but it really is an incredible place....we saw the mountains and volcanoes when we were flying in and today we are going to my cousins resort she has up in the mountains....i can{t explain it the love i have for this place i don{t know if its because this is where my mother grew up and the way i know she loved it here or if its the people because seriously they are the nicest people on earth or if its because the weather is so beautiful and the trees and flowers are gorgeous....its probably all of those things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time i come i am definitely bringing all of my family because they have to experience this for sure...i just have to wait till amber mae gets a little bit bigger so maybe next summer that is what we will do...you can get by with not very much money if you want to take a trip here and even less when you have family like i do....i love them so much...i can{t even express how i feel about them, my heart is overwhelmed with love...i plan on blogging more while i{m here because i want to remember everything but you really wont{ get a full picture untill i upload the pics so you can see for yourself what i am talking about....love you all back home and will see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5305247213361149821?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5305247213361149821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5305247213361149821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5305247213361149821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5305247213361149821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/guatemala.html' title='Guatemala'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-2525878037537988716</id><published>2009-02-07T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T17:09:41.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kacey and her hip hop team had their first competition today they got 1st place in their category.....it was fun and I think they will just get better with each competition they do. Can I just say and yes I can its my blog....but I will never let my daughters where the skimpy little houchie momma outfits that some of these groups were wearing and shaking your rear is not dancing....dressing them up like little adults and dancing like they want dollars is not helping improve the moral fiber of our society.....I'm just glad that yes, there are a few other moms that agree with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SY4tdpSpdFI/AAAAAAAAASk/f2ptwTA_d9E/s1600-h/kacey+hip+hop+competition+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300223798785176658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SY4tdpSpdFI/AAAAAAAAASk/f2ptwTA_d9E/s320/kacey+hip+hop+competition+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300227099413379202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SY4wdxFu-II/AAAAAAAAASs/kd3UsX7dekE/s320/SD530813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2525878037537988716?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2525878037537988716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2525878037537988716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2525878037537988716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2525878037537988716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/fearless-force.html' title='Fearless Force'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SY4tdpSpdFI/AAAAAAAAASk/f2ptwTA_d9E/s72-c/kacey+hip+hop+competition+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-7788150951767801087</id><published>2009-02-04T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:28:25.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random things</title><content type='html'>so this is something that is going around on FaceBook and since I took the time to actually do it.  I thought i would post it on here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you. I'm being honest...hope you will be too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I feel like I'm just now to the point in my life that I feel comfortable in my own skin.&lt;br /&gt;2. The only thing I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a mom.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to grow really, really, really, old and have lots of grandbabies around me. A lot of the women in my family die at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love to workout and my day just isn't the same if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am the youngest of 5 children 2 older brothers and 2 older sisters...and I will admit that I got away with a lot being the baby.&lt;br /&gt;6. My 3 daughters are my world and I'm the happiest just hanging out at home with them.&lt;br /&gt;7. I believe your word is all you've got.&lt;br /&gt; 8. I have a husband that is my bestfriend and I miss him the second we're apart. Which makes it hard for me to be gone for too long.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to dance and put on some music and act goofy with my girls...it doesn't matter what type of music just whatever moves me at the time.&lt;br /&gt;10. I think people who use their past as an excuse for what they do, just don't want to take responsibility for their own actions.&lt;br /&gt;11. My bathtub is too small.&lt;br /&gt;12. I don't really like change thats why I've lived in the same house for 11 years.&lt;br /&gt;13. I have to remind myself to put deodorant on :)&lt;br /&gt;14. I love to read and right now I'm in need of some good suggestions for a good book.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have an open mind for new ideas and new ways of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;16. No matter how old I get I think I will still want "my mommy".&lt;br /&gt;17. I think taking pictures captures a moment in time that will always be yours to keep.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love Mexican food and Seafoood but not so much Italian, although I can make a mean lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;19. I am half Guatemalam and German and I miss my family in Guatemala a lot...I think its because I feel more connected with my mom when I stay connected to my family there.&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm a people watcher and could just sit somewhere and watch people walk by and wonder where theyre going or what their life is like.&lt;br /&gt;21. I tend to speak my mind without thinking about the consequences although since I've been married to Jared I've gotten alot better about keeping my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love sweets...carmel and chocolate are my favorite and peanutbutter and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;23. My favorite colors are pink and brown.&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm not a shopoholic and can think of a lot of other things I would rather do than shop.&lt;br /&gt;25. I have secrets that only Jared knows about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-7788150951767801087?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7788150951767801087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7788150951767801087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7788150951767801087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7788150951767801087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random things'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-4873699671153641503</id><published>2009-02-03T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:44:01.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Mae turns 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What is it with that magical age of 2 years old that all of a sudden they no longer act like a little baby....its like I've started to notice how many more words she uses and says what she wants or tells her sister to "Move" when she gets in her way.  Its cute but at the same time it makes me wonder just how much she really understands when  I say things to her....the other day it was funny (not really) she went over to&lt;br /&gt;Sariah all nice and gave her a sweet hug and then quickly moves away and wacks her on the head....its like she's trying to see what she can get away with.   I have to admit that even though she's two I haven't really cared to try and break her of the bottle.....(gasp)....well she is our last and whats the hurry its not like I'm going to let her go to pre-k with it....With Kacey I was so uptight and made sure she had her vegetables at the right age and everything was just right....ask anyone who went to her first birthday I even tried to make a healthy cake (what a mistake) luckily I had another one....so with your last you either get real or you just get lazy either way...I like just sitting back and enjoying all the different stages....now I just need to have this perspective through the teenage years if only I had already done it then my poor oldest wouldn't have to suffer through all the mistakes I'm sure I'm going to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-4873699671153641503?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4873699671153641503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4873699671153641503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4873699671153641503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4873699671153641503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/amber-mae-turns-2.html' title='Amber Mae turns 2'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SYiLqVriLrI/AAAAAAAAASc/ZHRuPSMT83I/s72-c/SD530785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8813524454517418182</id><published>2009-01-28T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:04:10.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bbfa81bfa60f92e5" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbfa81bfa60f92e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330138398%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D7BA016C0750BC748462AF7143DC13784CDF179.7B6A28794CAA65A0EA5E0F74D780DA6229DB1C69%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbfa81bfa60f92e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDDjMOm2zAYe8q96TPBglhxj2sBQ&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbfa81bfa60f92e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330138398%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D7BA016C0750BC748462AF7143DC13784CDF179.7B6A28794CAA65A0EA5E0F74D780DA6229DB1C69%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbfa81bfa60f92e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDDjMOm2zAYe8q96TPBglhxj2sBQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Okay seriously I just feel really cool that I figured out how to upload video onto the computer....whatever....I know you all have known how to do this for a while but for me just figuring it out I feel special....anyway this is me and Sariah going down this really fun hill by our house but when you've got someone with you it adds more weight and you end up going really fast...I hurt my hand going down one time because the ice is really hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-8813524454517418182?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bbfa81bfa60f92e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8813524454517418182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8813524454517418182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8813524454517418182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8813524454517418182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/sledding.html' title='Sledding'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1671749400452997898</id><published>2009-01-22T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:17:24.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my favorite poem so I thought I would share it. Its a poem we found in my mothers journal and I feel like it sums up the best advice she could have given me and left me with, so I try to live by it. I don't know who the author is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beauty Secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For beautiful hair, let a child run his fingers through it once a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;For poise, walk with the knowledge you never walk alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We leave you a tradition of the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The tender loving care of human beings will never become obsolete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;People, ever more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;redeemed and redeemed and redeemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Never throw anyone away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;As you grow older, you’ll discover that you have two hands: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;One for helping yourself, the second for helping others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You have great days still ahead of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;May there be many of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-1671749400452997898?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1671749400452997898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1671749400452997898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1671749400452997898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1671749400452997898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-secrets.html' title='Beauty Secrets'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-5220367823589169619</id><published>2009-01-10T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:35:10.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So last night we had a couples game night it was so much fun. I wish I had a bigger house so I could invite more people to join us because its fun to get to know other couples and their dirty, little, secrets :) JK....but we had such a blast playing the wii and the newlywed game. Then today we took the girls to play laser tag which was lots of fun we made sure to stay together this time and actually ended up doing better because we were there to help eachother out usually when me and jared go its war but this time it was us together against everyone else...the way its supposed to be. So that wasn't even it for our playing around the girls friend down the street brought over her rock band so we jammed on that after we got home. Amber Mae loved playing the drums and got pretty good at it too.  (I forgot to add that when you come to my house you get the enjoyment of watching each child perform a little dance that they are either working on or made up them selves seriously hilarious and cute.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFVtEEFiI/AAAAAAAAASM/Xvgk1-AD0_c/s1600-h/SD530768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289765107755390498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFVtEEFiI/AAAAAAAAASM/Xvgk1-AD0_c/s320/SD530768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kacey really gets into the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFNORlBwI/AAAAAAAAASE/9Tgx0oUUmFs/s1600-h/SD530765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764962051622658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFNORlBwI/AAAAAAAAASE/9Tgx0oUUmFs/s320/SD530765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber Mae drumming away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFEWJ3iwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-yeCRZ7HNqI/s1600-h/SD530771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764809547942658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFEWJ3iwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-yeCRZ7HNqI/s320/SD530771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's got his mean face on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkE8RX87fI/AAAAAAAAAR0/s6E-hziIiyU/s1600-h/SD530772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764670825885170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkE8RX87fI/AAAAAAAAAR0/s6E-hziIiyU/s320/SD530772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sariah on vocals she rocks at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEqx4vsMI/AAAAAAAAARs/BttecHHOYAQ/s1600-h/SD530773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764370315718850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEqx4vsMI/AAAAAAAAARs/BttecHHOYAQ/s320/SD530773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber Mae teaching me how its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEcWR5hXI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZQ9qgKNrHyc/s1600-h/SD530762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289764122386859378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEcWR5hXI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZQ9qgKNrHyc/s320/SD530762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night with the Wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkERrEw9eI/AAAAAAAAARc/_gWclGxQQ84/s1600-h/SD530763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289763938990355938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkERrEw9eI/AAAAAAAAARc/_gWclGxQQ84/s320/SD530763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber and Chris waiting to join in. I had to stand clear of Amber with the Wii remote. She can take your eye out if your not careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEHDm40iI/AAAAAAAAARU/iCfgrwZdpms/s1600-h/SD530761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289763756597367330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkEHDm40iI/AAAAAAAAARU/iCfgrwZdpms/s320/SD530761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friends Terra and Matt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5220367823589169619?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5220367823589169619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5220367823589169619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5220367823589169619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5220367823589169619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/game-faces.html' title='Game Faces'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWkFVtEEFiI/AAAAAAAAASM/Xvgk1-AD0_c/s72-c/SD530768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-9059282938442852065</id><published>2009-01-07T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:44:28.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWV2NkU7HmI/AAAAAAAAARM/9-9jKx_gVDE/s1600-h/kacey+and+sariah+and+teddybear.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288763312878329442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWV2NkU7HmI/AAAAAAAAARM/9-9jKx_gVDE/s320/kacey+and+sariah+and+teddybear.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this picture today of the two girls.  Its one of my favorites they look so cute.  I used to dress them the same all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-9059282938442852065?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9059282938442852065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=9059282938442852065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/9059282938442852065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/9059282938442852065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWV2NkU7HmI/AAAAAAAAARM/9-9jKx_gVDE/s72-c/kacey+and+sariah+and+teddybear.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5840848055635201031</id><published>2009-01-03T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:28:28.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can't believe its already 2009. Where did 2008 go? Why does it seem that the older you get the faster time gets? Maybe its just that I'm so much busier than I was when I was younger...I don't know just a thought....anyway another way I can tell I'm getting older is by the fact I would rather be at home in bed than stay up late and party. My favorite thing to do right now is watch movies with Jared. Oh well its nice to be at this season in my life to just sit back and enjoy watching the kids expend all their energy. But not New Years night we went and played laser tag with the Summerhills and that was a blast so much so we are probably going to take the girls to play soon. We went out to eat afterwards at Carrabas, good food. Sorry I'm kinda all over the place with this one. Just glad for the new year and excited to see what 09 will hold for our family. Hopefully another year of no hospital visits and more time with family and friends. We did our family goals again for this year and looked back to see how we did on last years goals I can honestly say we almost accomplished all of them. We have daily, monthly and yearly goals. The 5 that the Bishops challenged us to do and other ones more specific for our family such as compliment eachother daily or have a family sleepover. The girls love to do that, have a sleepover in the living room. I think the other exciting thing about a new year is the idea of having a fresh start to maybe do things you didn't do the year before or to accomplish a goal. I hope everyone is able to accomplish what ever t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hey set out to do this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287259571694535730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWAekT4jBDI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_JYpyvilPXc/s320/SD530759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Barb and I at Carrabas&lt;/span&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/5816348224917963412-5840848055635201031?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5840848055635201031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5840848055635201031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5840848055635201031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5840848055635201031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SWAekT4jBDI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_JYpyvilPXc/s72-c/SD530759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-4634235868930500745</id><published>2008-12-29T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:25:22.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I love Christmas time I love the holiday traditions that Jared family has passed down to us. We always get together with his family on Christmas Eve and do a gift exchange but before we do that Jareds dad reads the story of the birth of Jesus from the bible and then we go around the room and say what we have been thankful for this past year and its an opportunity to say how you feel about your family. What a blessing it is to let the ones you love know how much you care about them. And then we have our gift exchange and of course we drink egg nog. Its so wonderful to know that no matter what else is going on we can count on that tradition. Another tradition that we've kept from his family is the little cereals on christmas morning where you draw what cereal you eat for breakfast its fun trading with eachother. And then we have Christmas dinner with his family that day too. I didn't have a lot of traditions growing up so its nice that Jared did and we can pass these on to our children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285401795568623602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmE7ggUX_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/tpvHWnx8x4g/s320/SD530712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285401892031585138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFBH24W3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/rOZXVbrRUC8/s320/SD530714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285401994485023698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFHFhrw9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cQVpBrXeFZE/s320/SD530715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFdyVJl2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/2pzcAHeS3cc/s1600-h/SD530703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402384469170018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFdyVJl2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/2pzcAHeS3cc/s320/SD530703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFWXSEWVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gwaZvz2KlTg/s1600-h/SD530739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402256949401938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFWXSEWVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gwaZvz2KlTg/s320/SD530739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFPM0rnqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TNxQMh1La8g/s1600-h/SD530728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402133882707618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFPM0rnqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TNxQMh1La8g/s320/SD530728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402517808863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFljDz2RI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xEWRC6jHpQY/s320/SD530750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402620560345410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmFrh1rCUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/usZxYe93rC8/s320/SD530753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-4634235868930500745?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4634235868930500745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4634235868930500745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4634235868930500745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4634235868930500745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SVmE7ggUX_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/tpvHWnx8x4g/s72-c/SD530712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1712165331902437024</id><published>2008-12-21T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:07:50.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parties Keep Comming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6fbAfX5YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JinjQpKblkQ/s1600-h/SD530668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282334699289044354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6fbAfX5YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JinjQpKblkQ/s320/SD530668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;To start off this week of Parties we went over to my cousin Tiky's house for a fun night of dancing and gift exchanges.  We really had a blast.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6fRacBEgI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9OyUKPaPMrI/s1600-h/SD530669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282334534455595522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6fRacBEgI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9OyUKPaPMrI/s320/SD530669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me and my cousin are a lot alike we both like to dance and have fun we were acting crazy and dancing together he loves to sing and he really needs a karoke machine, he would have so much fun with it.  We just had such a great time that night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6bh3lzWAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/p_kskdq3BGQ/s1600-h/SD530678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282330419112663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6bh3lzWAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/p_kskdq3BGQ/s320/SD530678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sariah's class had their party on Friday and I was there all day helping with all the crafts and treats it was lots of work because we were trying to cram everything in that we didn't get to do at the beginning of the week because of the snow days. But they went home with lots of cute ornaments and treats. I helped make them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;frozen hot chocolate, it is so yummy and all you do is put 3 cups of milk in a blender with 3 packets of hot cocoa  (or however many cups you want as long as its equal parts) and some chocolate syrup, then blend it and add ice to make it thicker, then top with whip cream and chocolate sprinkles. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;So its fairly easy to do and you can make as much as you want I think if you add some chunks of chocolate in that would be good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6a7aU28CI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AFuFjZVsWJk/s1600-h/SD530684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282329758421938210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6a7aU28CI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AFuFjZVsWJk/s320/SD530684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sariah opening up her present.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282332262515271474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6dNKzO5zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wfd4U5cEKRQ/s320/SD530697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then on Saturday to top it all off I went to the Spanish Branches Christmas party. It was really neat to watch all the different skits they put on. Lots of dances and things. On the end is my cousins wife Gladys singing with the Young Women. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282333116818680706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6d-5VCa4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Rc03lOcf10Q/s320/SD530700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats my cousin Vinicio and his wife in the middle doing a dance called Pavido Navido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-1712165331902437024?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1712165331902437024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1712165331902437024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1712165331902437024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1712165331902437024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/parties-keep-comming.html' title='The Parties Keep Comming!'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SU6fbAfX5YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JinjQpKblkQ/s72-c/SD530668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6606661175914999273</id><published>2008-12-14T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:27:09.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas parties are so much fun and I have been really enjoying them this year and they are not even over yet.  So here are pics from this weekend.  Friday was the cookie exchange at Jens house and I have to tell you I can't eat another sweet thing right now....maybe later but right now I'm done.  It was so much fun with the ornament exchange and seeing peoples reactions to what they got or took from someone else.  I brought a cat woman ornament and I went home with by choice where else are you going to find a cool ornament like that?  Anyway Friday was the ward party and OH MY GOODNESS!  Tons of people...the biggest I've ever seen.  Both my cousins and their wives and little boy went.  The Achievment girls sang and did a great job.  And we were graced with a story by Chris Blamires one that I will never forget :))  Anyway this week there promises to be more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU_WUGnnuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mUZ-x5u7hPI/s1600-h/SD530650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279695790747918050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU_WUGnnuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mUZ-x5u7hPI/s320/SD530650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls on Santas lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU_K3T9j7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/vJyTsTGeAvs/s1600-h/SD530645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279695594040692658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU_K3T9j7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/vJyTsTGeAvs/s320/SD530645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Achievment girls singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU--6QCtSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oh5ekAk37w8/s1600-h/SD530640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279695388671128866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU--6QCtSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/oh5ekAk37w8/s320/SD530640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tons of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-5oEq0mI/AAAAAAAAAOE/BDvk-9aHo-Y/s1600-h/SD530664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279695297892242018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-5oEq0mI/AAAAAAAAAOE/BDvk-9aHo-Y/s320/SD530664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe and Vinicio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-zxl1pTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wV6a5konVGc/s1600-h/SD530657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279695197368067378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-zxl1pTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wV6a5konVGc/s320/SD530657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My best friend Racquel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-aMk1MqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8I1CI4FOris/s1600-h/SD530634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279694757935002274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-aMk1MqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/8I1CI4FOris/s320/SD530634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My other Best Friend Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-UW_fF2I/AAAAAAAAANs/rea9H-QCxMY/s1600-h/SD530636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279694657651939170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU-UW_fF2I/AAAAAAAAANs/rea9H-QCxMY/s320/SD530636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have their plates ready to grab lots of yummy cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-6606661175914999273?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6606661175914999273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6606661175914999273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6606661175914999273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6606661175914999273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-parties.html' title='Christmas Parties'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SUU_WUGnnuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mUZ-x5u7hPI/s72-c/SD530650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2132243936342868082</id><published>2008-12-08T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:47:04.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sariah's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST138__SI_I/AAAAAAAAANk/9CF8lUDAEfE/s1600-h/DSC06322-1%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277506228200809458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST138__SI_I/AAAAAAAAANk/9CF8lUDAEfE/s320/DSC06322-1%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly I can't believe it. My little angel baby is baptised. Wow time flies! It was such an emotional occasion for me. I was filled with so much gratitude and love for all the things the Lord has blessed me with that it was hard to contain. To have such a beautiful little girl that is so sweet and loving as she is to remember how she was such a gift from God and that Heavenly Father gives us our children in the order that we need them. I call her my Angel Baby because she really is the spirit I needed in my life at that time. You could set her down and leave the room and forget she was even there, she didn't cry about anything and was so easy going and slept through the night ( my only child to do that). She really was a blessing as all my girls have been. But for some reason she was the one that helped heal my heart and now she continues to bring me joy as watch her grow and I see how much love she has inside of her. Its weird how parents know their children so well and we can even tell how things might play out for them in life. I can see her being a hopeless romantic kinda like me. Were actually a lot a like in our personalities even though she gets all her coloring from her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a really good day for her even though I know she wasn't feeling good. She didn't want to miss it for nothing so not doing it was not an option. She really doesn't complain when she's sick or hurt. Here are a few pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277505024003341826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST1226AO_gI/AAAAAAAAANE/aX7VnLCnzBQ/s320/SD530619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277504751620289138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST12nDTDcnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DkfDu6UiVQ4/s320/SD530622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We let Sariah choose who she wanted to Baptise her and she wanted PaPa.  Jared's dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277505697967417506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST13eItyqKI/AAAAAAAAANU/lEqry4_Msyk/s320/SD530625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277505438213045218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST13PBDhe-I/AAAAAAAAANM/_UPNPIIc43s/s320/SD530620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My friend Terra made this cake it was so good if you ever need a cake done she can do it.  She does all sorts of designs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277505986950871474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST13u9Q0ObI/AAAAAAAAANc/ojXFSxCJyjw/s320/DSC06314-1%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thats my cousin next to me Vinicio he's a member of the church and his wife on the other end.  In the middle is my dad and his new wife Lisa behind Jared. &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/5816348224917963412-2132243936342868082?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2132243936342868082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2132243936342868082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2132243936342868082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2132243936342868082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/sariahs-baptism.html' title='Sariah&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST138__SI_I/AAAAAAAAANk/9CF8lUDAEfE/s72-c/DSC06322-1%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8433177130018172711</id><published>2008-12-08T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:18:33.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kacey's 11</title><content type='html'>Kacey turned 11 on the 2nd hard to believe but only one more year and then she'll be in YW. Last night we let the girls show us this dance they made up to a song. It was so cute watching them dance and sing but I also saw the next few years flash before my eyes when their teenagers and what that might be like. Kinda scary to think about them being teenagers. But for now it was funny watching them all lip singing and dancing even Amber Mae started to act like she was singing. Anyway back to the birthday party it was a family one this year, we do every other year friend and then family. Makes it easier to plan for. Here's a few pics. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277499827543631090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST1yIbrsZPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PpXN4aNc6mA/s320/SD530609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277500126674683458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST1yZ2CGBkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/S1xyA82ZN9o/s320/SD530617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-8433177130018172711?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8433177130018172711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8433177130018172711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8433177130018172711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8433177130018172711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/kaceys-11.html' title='Kacey&apos;s 11'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/ST1yIbrsZPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PpXN4aNc6mA/s72-c/SD530609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2252720872943062593</id><published>2008-11-28T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:30:22.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Life Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I wish this was going to be one of those sappy blogs about how nice everything was how wonderful the holidays are but this is real life.  So we went down to my Uncles and cousins house for Thanksgiving. We do this every year. This year I was very apprehensive about going for several reasons, first of all before we even leave the house Kacey makes the comment that my family cusses alot, I hate it and I don't know what to say but sorry, and second because its weird to have to visit with my dads new wife. She's nice its just weird, I can't explain it.  And because every year we are the last ones there this year I made it a point to find out what time they started 1:00. We were almost there and at 12:45 they called on my cell asking when were going to be there. I got mad because once again were the last ones there and they wanted to start, so I told them to start with out us, they did. go figure! Anyway with in the first ten minutes I was regretting being there and my dad sealed that with some of the things he said. I won't dare tell you because I wouldn't want to subject you to that. Now I'm wishing I didn't subject my children to it either. Trust me that won't happen again. (It would be so nice if we could pick our parents, I'd keep my mom, you get the picture.) It was good to see some of my cousins and Aunts and Uncles but they all had to leave early anyway so whats the point. I think I will cook my own turkey in the next couple of days something I like to do anyway so I can have leftovers. That way I will have my own Thanksgiving what I should have done in the first place. There were a few good moments with us enjoying being on the farm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273785484329479394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_9M8R7OI/AAAAAAAAAME/7woW9axDpbM/s320/SD530588.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STBAGUGd61I/AAAAAAAAAMM/l-nI_F4ifD4/s1600-h/SD530589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273785640870079314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STBAGUGd61I/AAAAAAAAAMM/l-nI_F4ifD4/s320/SD530589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amber Mae with daddy looking at the cows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273791565855251314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STBFfMZA23I/AAAAAAAAAMk/2qDmIoavG6g/s320/SD530594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_xgnco1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tIwCo3wpWwc/s1600-h/SD530594.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273790894083365154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STBE4F2HWSI/AAAAAAAAAMU/8UrR61pU4-o/s320/SD530602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273791167877542018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STBFIBzu8II/AAAAAAAAAMc/CYepW64wMg8/s320/SD530596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_eTrgWKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BBOVbW0nARA/s1600-h/SD530580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273784953562224802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_eTrgWKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BBOVbW0nARA/s320/SD530580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My cousin Philip is one of the few that makes it worth going there for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_LV2bgDI/AAAAAAAAALs/dTPrWrIPr9A/s1600-h/SD530579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273784627727401010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_LV2bgDI/AAAAAAAAALs/dTPrWrIPr9A/s320/SD530579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is at our house she's playing with the leaves thought it was cute so I threw it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2252720872943062593?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2252720872943062593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2252720872943062593' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2252720872943062593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2252720872943062593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-life-thanksgiving.html' title='Real Life Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/STA_9M8R7OI/AAAAAAAAAME/7woW9axDpbM/s72-c/SD530588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5138897850691933407</id><published>2008-11-15T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:47:52.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and More</title><content type='html'>Heres some things thats been going on lately that I haven't had time to blog about.  I can't believe my little Sariah turned 8 this week seriously can she be that old.  She was the baby for so long before Amber Mae came along that it's hard to believe that she's 8 now.  Wow time goes by fast.  Does anyone have a way of stopping time because before I know it Amber Mae will be 8, then what will I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8mHQ1vsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/gLBCp2cqi6c/s1600-h/SD530563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268971995268100562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8mHQ1vsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/gLBCp2cqi6c/s320/SD530563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sariah opening up presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8lwt-YEAI/AAAAAAAAALc/wUBHwdNotm0/s1600-h/SD530556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268971607951937538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8lwt-YEAI/AAAAAAAAALc/wUBHwdNotm0/s320/SD530556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda blurry but you can see my house was a mad house last night for Sariah's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8lNZWvu2I/AAAAAAAAALU/7G_vsYEmu1E/s1600-h/SD530550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268971001121586018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8lNZWvu2I/AAAAAAAAALU/7G_vsYEmu1E/s320/SD530550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Sariah about to blow out her candle. 8 years old! I can't believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8kmG0OqeI/AAAAAAAAALM/fD5oF3yyqcY/s1600-h/SD530545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268970326130076130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8kmG0OqeI/AAAAAAAAALM/fD5oF3yyqcY/s320/SD530545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Veterans Day program at school Sariah and her friend Tiff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8kIpm4ioI/AAAAAAAAALE/spd2J-pUMKs/s1600-h/SD530530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268969820073265794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8kIpm4ioI/AAAAAAAAALE/spd2J-pUMKs/s320/SD530530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Amber Mae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8jvEnLEpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a2FvSGzataQ/s1600-h/SD530524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268969380645638802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8jvEnLEpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a2FvSGzataQ/s320/SD530524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sariah and baby Amber Mae playing on the horse.&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/5816348224917963412-5138897850691933407?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5138897850691933407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5138897850691933407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5138897850691933407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5138897850691933407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthdays-and-more.html' title='Birthdays and More'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SR8mHQ1vsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/gLBCp2cqi6c/s72-c/SD530563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1152681754791470331</id><published>2008-11-14T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:10:00.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really feel like blogging but sometimes I think it helps for me to get things off my chest by talking about it or blogging.  I can't stop thinking about Becky and her children and the loss and sorrow they have experienced this week and will have to learn to live with the rest of their lives.  No one can know the pain they will have to bare.  There are no words that can fill the void left in their lives.  I only wish there was something I could say or do to help but theres not.  I know theres not because of the times in my life that I have experienced loss.  Those who know me best know that before I got married I had to endure the pain of not having someone I loved in my life (and no it wasn't a boyfriend).  I felt like my heart had been ripped from my chest and that I would never find peace again.  So many nights of crying and missing that I thought I would never get to sleep.  Then the only person I could turn to was my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Savior. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;He is the only the one thats there in those quite sad moments.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I prayed to him to just let me fall asleep and let the tears stop falling only then would I sleep.  Some how the pain became less and I learned to live without my angel in my life.  Then once again when my mother died there were no words of comfort.  I was left again with a void in my heart that no one else could fill.  This time I was spiralling down faster.  Grasping and reaching for anyone to throw me a life preserver.  I went to different couseling, lots of people had advice of how to cope, it does help alot to talk to others who have been through it and see how they have dealt.  But truly I had to do the work myself and want to get better and learn to live without her.  It wasn't easy and honestly it still isn't.  There are still huge holes in my heart but I've learned that its okay to miss and to feel the pain i'm not afraid of it like I used to be...if I try to not feel it..it just makes it worse... instead I let it wash over me and off...like a shower of sadness...but then I dry off and go on living because thats what we have to do we have no other choice.  People would say "you are so strong to have endured what you have"....but honestly what was my choice because if I would have had the choice I wouldn't have.  Through it all the one true person that I can honestly say has helped me through when noone else is there is my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Savior&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; he has been by my side through out it all.  He never leaves us to suffer alone...He suffers right along with us.  So my only advice to Becky and her family is to turn to Him, turn to Him often never stop believing that He can help you through.  Because I know He can and He will.  He loves us so much and if we ask will take the pain from our heart and give us rest even just for a little while.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The more we loved someone the more we grieve their loss&lt;/span&gt;.  I love you Becky and your family.  I hope that whoever reads this will find it in their hearts to help the Summers Family.  There is a button on my side bar for anyone that wants to donate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-1152681754791470331?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1152681754791470331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1152681754791470331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1152681754791470331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1152681754791470331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-help.html' title='True Help'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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-5816348224917963412.post-6851800302856017908</id><published>2008-11-10T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:55:01.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Duane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SRjoxSyWXaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/I1RflHSm9G8/s1600-h/duane+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267215697764048290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SRjoxSyWXaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/I1RflHSm9G8/s320/duane+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you Duane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eing a good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For being an example to me of how to be patient with your children and that their feelings are more important than getting the job done. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For teaching me how to make a halloween trick or treat bag. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For always having a smile on your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For being there at my childrens birthday parties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the fun trips to the zoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For raising such wonderful children that give the best hugs (Ben) and have such big hearts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For never letting anything come between you and your children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For always putting family first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For showing us how to love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For holding lots of babies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For doing our taxes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For having such a strong testimony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For having such a big heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For just being you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267221604811847042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SRjuJIQStYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qihMoHuZYcY/s320/duane+2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will be missed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please help us help the Summers family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUMMERS’ BENEFITGARAGE SALE/BAKE SALEAll proceeds will go to the Summers Family.Saturday, November 15, 20087:00AM- 3:00 PM1701 Hickory Ave, Broken ArrowPlease donate baked goods and gently used items to sell.All items will be donated to Goodwill after sale.Drop off items Saturday morning or contactHeidi Roberts for further info: &lt;a href="mailto:toddandheidiroberts@hotmail.com"&gt;toddandheidiroberts@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Summers’ BenefitSilent Online AuctionAll proceeds will go to the Summers family.December 1-3, 2008Monday-WednesdayPlease donate new itemsor a service to be auctioned.(example items: handmade items; event tickets; gift baskets; craft items; services i.e.: baked/cooked goods, babysitting, yard work, home maintenance, floral arrangements; Professional Services i.e.: painting, haircuts, carpet cleaning, haircuts; 72 hour kits; cookbooks; etc.)To bid on items go to: www.sallyrollins.blogspot.comTo donate &amp;amp; participate, please contact:Sally Rollins at &lt;a href="mailto:sally.rolllins@gmail.com"&gt;sally.rollins@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle Olaveson at &lt;a href="mailto:daosunshine@hotmail.com"&gt;daosunshine@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The Summers Family Fund has been established to help this wonderful family with the trials ahead. If anyone would like to help please inquire at any Bank of Oklahoma or mail donations directly to:The Summers Family FundBank of OklahomaPO Box 2300Tulsa, OK 74192&lt;br /&gt;Read about Duane and Becky Summers &lt;a href="http://www.sevensupersummers.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mysupermanskryptonite.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-6851800302856017908?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6851800302856017908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6851800302856017908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6851800302856017908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6851800302856017908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-duane.html' title='Thank You Duane'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SRjoxSyWXaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/I1RflHSm9G8/s72-c/duane+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5821946673474050490</id><published>2008-11-03T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:40:14.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible Two Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I think I've come down with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;terrible two syndrome&lt;/span&gt;....tired, cranky, never satisified, easily upset, noone understands a word I'm saying, don't want to be told what to do, easily distracted, crying all the time.....oh wait.....thats not me thats Amber Mae.  Let me tell you though one of us is not going to make it through the next year and a half.  Its driving me &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;!  Seriously why do they have to do this....she doesn't want to take her naps anymore and doesn't ever want to eat what I give her.  Forget it at church....its a nightmare....she can't sit still and either me or Jared is out in the hall with her.  Its a good thing she's so cute other wise she wouldn't have a chance.  Why do the call it terrible two's anyway it starts before two and doesn't end till after three.  If you see me and I'm about to pull my hair out you now know why.  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AMBER MAE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't let this cute little face decieve you she can turn on a dime into a little monster.   But dang she is still so cute I love her to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264498987686226258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQ9B79Fw6VI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lRPgHls0KiM/s320/SD530507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQ9CEafjxsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bqEKmJ16CDA/s1600-h/SD530511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264499133017999042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQ9CEafjxsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bqEKmJ16CDA/s320/SD530511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5821946673474050490?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5821946673474050490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5821946673474050490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5821946673474050490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5821946673474050490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/terrible-two-syndrome.html' title='Terrible Two Syndrome'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQ9B79Fw6VI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lRPgHls0KiM/s72-c/SD530507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5385504181641681623</id><published>2008-10-31T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:07:12.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We stopped by Ma and PaPa's before the trunk or treat on wednesday. Sariah is Lilly from Hanah Montana not Lola who people might have been able to guess but Lilly so she pretty much had to go around and tell everyone who she is....some thought she was Deb from Napolean Dynamite since thats who Kacey was...funny huh.....Mae was a cute little Teddy BeaR and even has the eyes to go with it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263408972336853906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtikte985I/AAAAAAAAAJs/EZqT1OU67Ps/s320/SD530514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263408581454132290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtiN9VQ9EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YTWwzp9yOnw/s320/SD530513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtjf2RA20I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nHaqraf07Ec/s1600-h/SD530521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263409988306524994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtjf2RA20I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nHaqraf07Ec/s320/SD530521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtjROhpQTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tg5NxICvKxY/s1600-h/SD530520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263409737120694578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtjROhpQTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tg5NxICvKxY/s320/SD530520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQti-qz88DI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0GS4vluKVp0/s1600-h/SD530519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263409418296160306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQti-qz88DI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0GS4vluKVp0/s320/SD530519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get a picture with my good friend Amber she really did a great job with her costume and her whole families theme of Little Mermaid.  Thanks Amber for making it hard for me to ever live up to anything close to that.  JK ....I wouldn't even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263411723724540738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtlE3M6S0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BipilW9MlHE/s320/SD530516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5385504181641681623?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5385504181641681623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5385504181641681623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5385504181641681623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5385504181641681623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQtikte985I/AAAAAAAAAJs/EZqT1OU67Ps/s72-c/SD530514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6248287499449555981</id><published>2008-10-28T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:31:05.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262281247224091602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQdg6eD909I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xYrC_4vGZmA/s320/scan0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years today!....Wow...it really does not even seem that long....although the picture makes me think different because I looked a lot younger. I was only 19 and barely that my birthday being on the 13 of October thats why I say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lucky 13&lt;/span&gt;...to me its lucky.....I found the man of my dreams in every possible way....He would do anything for me and our family...and he has...he's worked two jobs and gone to school at the same time...talk about tired....but he never complained and still he would come home and help me with whatever I needed....I really appreciate him being able to come home everyday and spend time with us now....its like a whole new world...and he's in the career that he wants and at a job that makes him happy....seriously nothing else matters...as long as he is happy....Okay so 13 years ago he married a girl he only knew for a total of about 7 months....we really didn't know that much about eachother only that we were in love and wanted to be married....I don't recommend that but it worked out for us....I'm sure he was surprised to discover he married someone that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hadn't cooked a day in her life&lt;/span&gt;....he figured that one out real quick when he came home to chicken one night that was still frozen in the middle...funny now but I felt terrible then....or when I thought I could put a roast on the stove and go take a nap...almost burnt the apartment down....I hated to cook to because I sucked so badly at it...But I can honestly say that I like it now and I am pretty good at it...but its taken many years for me to be able to say that.....the good thing is I married someone that knew how to cook so everything I know is from him or my friends who have helped me along the way....we still laugh when we pull out the recipes because seriously this is no joke I have it written down how to make sphagetti noodles....oh my goodness it still cracks me up....I think we have been through it all in our marriage and I mean it &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ALL. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Several different career changes and lots of money into those....tradgedy when my mom died and then having a baby soon after, talk about a lot of adjusting at once, broken bones, surgeries,having babies not being able to have a baby then having our last, lets see I could go on and on but thats all you need to know...But through it all we've always had eachother and our love and understanding has just grown with each passing year. My dream is to grow old and gray with Jared and for us to have lots of grandbabies around us. Actually I am already living my dream...what more could I possibly ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-6248287499449555981?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6248287499449555981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6248287499449555981' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6248287499449555981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6248287499449555981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-13.html' title='Lucky 13'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQdg6eD909I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xYrC_4vGZmA/s72-c/scan0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2124114274523136285</id><published>2008-10-28T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:34:41.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQdbLnTYrtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hjCHnRZWcdg/s1600-h/thumbs+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262274944692694738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQdbLnTYrtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hjCHnRZWcdg/s200/thumbs+down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so last night I had the "honor" of going to the movies with Kaceys whole cheer squad and Sariah to see HSM 3 (High School Musical)....Seriously did they have to make a third movie? One was enough, by the time they got to number 3 Troy and Gabriella just needed to get married and have babies....this is why I don't want my girls to date exclusively with one guy....they couldn't be without eachother and didn't want to leave eachother to go off to college...come on.....is this really what we want our daughters to do....not mine....we had a long lecture afterwards about why we don't single date...I probably ruined the movie for them because it did have some cute songs and what not....but oh well if I did.....thats not what I want them to copy....its scary because already girls in her class have boyfriends and the moms think its so cute...ha...its not going to be so cute when their pregnant at sixteen...sorry I just have some strong oppinions about this and I'm sure not everyone aggrees....but thats okay your not raising my girls, I am. Okay so for me the movie get 2 thumbs down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2124114274523136285?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2124114274523136285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2124114274523136285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2124114274523136285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2124114274523136285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/hsm.html' title='HSM'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SQdbLnTYrtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hjCHnRZWcdg/s72-c/thumbs+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6660710450137448351</id><published>2008-10-22T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:44:37.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SP90jNOz3WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Af5jA-pbvow/s1600-h/BVWANXCAZV5OL0CAI65VCUCAWNFLZBCA2Y0I5SCA3RZKK7CAYHNGONCACH0GV1CAUFQSWSCAURZCI1CA4OR5FWCAH4X4EZCAZN0LO3CAYOUDMJCAB6G77TCA5BJAD2CA4O8TM5CAOT0Y5YCA8UY5WY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260051037988052322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SP90jNOz3WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Af5jA-pbvow/s200/BVWANXCAZV5OL0CAI65VCUCAWNFLZBCA2Y0I5SCA3RZKK7CAYHNGONCACH0GV1CAUFQSWSCAURZCI1CA4OR5FWCAH4X4EZCAZN0LO3CAYOUDMJCAB6G77TCA5BJAD2CA4O8TM5CAOT0Y5YCA8UY5WY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love days like today where all you want to do is stay in your pajamas and just lounge all day...it was fun this morning watching the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;rain &lt;/span&gt;with Amber Mae because to her it was the neatest thing to see this water coming from the sky....and then when it thundered her eyes got real big and she would run to me...so sweet I love this age.....I wish I could say I get to stay in all day but when the girls get home we have&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; tumbling&lt;/span&gt; but thats it for tonight so thats good....don't worry I did take a shower and get dressed but its nice just to relax and cook dinner and get things done around the house. By the way I am cooking &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Racquels Chicken Curry&lt;/span&gt;, which is the yummiest and if you don't have the recipe I can give it to you but the best way to learn is watching her because she doesn't even go by a recipe she just goes by what would taste good and boy does it taste good. I need to watch her do her &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;roast beef&lt;/span&gt; again because I still can't get it to turn out like hers. Hope you enjoy the rain and the weather changing...this is definitely my favorite month and time of year not only is it my birthday and our anniversary but it is so nice for the weather to change and bring some cooler temps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-6660710450137448351?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6660710450137448351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6660710450137448351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6660710450137448351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6660710450137448351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SP90jNOz3WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Af5jA-pbvow/s72-c/BVWANXCAZV5OL0CAI65VCUCAWNFLZBCA2Y0I5SCA3RZKK7CAYHNGONCACH0GV1CAUFQSWSCAURZCI1CA4OR5FWCAH4X4EZCAZN0LO3CAYOUDMJCAB6G77TCA5BJAD2CA4O8TM5CAOT0Y5YCA8UY5WY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1097952560668789128</id><published>2008-10-20T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:57:36.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek Photoshopped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzigeX-DUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ht_yVN-WEdY/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259327512399187266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzigeX-DUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ht_yVN-WEdY/s400/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is cute. what do you think?&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/5816348224917963412-1097952560668789128?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1097952560668789128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1097952560668789128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1097952560668789128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1097952560668789128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/derek-photoshopped.html' title='Derek Photoshopped'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzigeX-DUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ht_yVN-WEdY/s72-c/pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-5728160262231595089</id><published>2008-10-20T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:22:43.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Cute Pics From Amber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaYEKUakI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aM9c0bEzaBc/s1600-h/s1mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318571830635074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaYEKUakI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aM9c0bEzaBc/s400/s1mae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaSDLj65I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pPLuNt8DrUU/s1600-h/s3girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318468488194962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaSDLj65I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pPLuNt8DrUU/s400/s3girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaMq8pqJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/765RZ9MtarE/s1600-h/s2g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318376083859602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaMq8pqJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/765RZ9MtarE/s400/s2g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-5728160262231595089?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5728160262231595089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=5728160262231595089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5728160262231595089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/5728160262231595089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-more-cute-pics-f.html' title='Some More Cute Pics From Amber'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPzaYEKUakI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aM9c0bEzaBc/s72-c/s1mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-7272344922425384127</id><published>2008-10-16T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:44:21.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Ashlee Pedigo</title><content type='html'>This is Ashlee Jareds little sister and his parents Jim and Cyndi.  Ashlee got married today...were all happy for her and hope she has a long marriage they are expecting their first baby in February (i think).  Anyway look closely at his mom because she doesn't have one wrinkle on her skin.... its sickining.... her skin is so smooth....i know i'm not going to have that when i get her age i only hope that my girls inherited that from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgIZH70-xI/AAAAAAAAAII/_V3JAWC-sq8/s1600-h/SD530488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257961792674790162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgIZH70-xI/AAAAAAAAAII/_V3JAWC-sq8/s400/SD530488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgHkAfSalI/AAAAAAAAAHw/O1UUuGhHpLg/s1600-h/SD530484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257960880142969426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgHkAfSalI/AAAAAAAAAHw/O1UUuGhHpLg/s400/SD530484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            The newly married couple with the Bishop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgHI-oHOnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Qylufja9BfA/s1600-h/SD530492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257960415786646130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgHI-oHOnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Qylufja9BfA/s400/SD530492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgG-oaynFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mbTfSg6CdFE/s1600-h/SD530495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257960238026497106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgG-oaynFI/AAAAAAAAAHg/mbTfSg6CdFE/s400/SD530495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole family together. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-7272344922425384127?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7272344922425384127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7272344922425384127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7272344922425384127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7272344922425384127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/introducing-ashlee-pedigo.html' title='Introducing Ashlee Pedigo'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgIZH70-xI/AAAAAAAAAII/_V3JAWC-sq8/s72-c/SD530488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-432487272913670010</id><published>2008-10-16T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:26:58.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun At The Park</title><content type='html'>Kristy and I took the kids to the park this morning.  We had to walk about 1/2 a mile to a mile I'm not quite sure I need to check that...but the kids did good they were tired by the time we got home and Amber Mae took a good nap today.  Me and Kristy go walking about 3 times a week but today since school was out we had to bring everyone so we figured the park would be the best bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEmdZWRDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xgGSPHzvRgU/s1600-h/SD530465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257957623727539250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEmdZWRDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xgGSPHzvRgU/s400/SD530465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks big in this picture.  She is almost as tall as me....scarrryy...she'll be taller than me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEX7-fE-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/KyXWdWOxINY/s1600-h/SD530464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257957374238331874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEX7-fE-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/KyXWdWOxINY/s400/SD530464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls pretending they are sleeping....they were probably playing house or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEJ9j0GYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wrjDPFWA6Rw/s1600-h/SD530460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257957134145165698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEJ9j0GYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wrjDPFWA6Rw/s400/SD530460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was pretty windy today but it was so sunny and nice. Perfect day to be at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgDySWjb2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/7A2wZ5vMfgI/s1600-h/SD530470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257956727409831778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgDySWjb2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/7A2wZ5vMfgI/s400/SD530470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgDUFN9C9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/H6R-qsHSiVw/s1600-h/SD530466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257956208488025042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgDUFN9C9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/H6R-qsHSiVw/s400/SD530466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is about all she'll be driving for a lonnnggg time....if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgCueUvBMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pzytja4G8j4/s1600-h/SD530461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257955562392323266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgCueUvBMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pzytja4G8j4/s400/SD530461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sariah and her friend Tiff swinging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgCXmGllKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h0lIpOXe838/s1600-h/SD530463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257955169343476898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgCXmGllKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h0lIpOXe838/s400/SD530463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kacey had fun pushing the boys on the swing and then they followed her around wanting her to play with them. Which she did it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgButYK4UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/On-SHBd6-Wo/s1600-h/SD530476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257954466921636162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgButYK4UI/AAAAAAAAAGY/On-SHBd6-Wo/s400/SD530476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amber Mae and Zachy love to play together....sometimes too much because the other day they were in the same stroller together and he gave her a kiss.....it was cute but i think i am going to have to look out for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-432487272913670010?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/432487272913670010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=432487272913670010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/432487272913670010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/432487272913670010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun At The Park'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SPgEmdZWRDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xgGSPHzvRgU/s72-c/SD530465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2102909379145699712</id><published>2008-10-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:13:36.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloe Vera To The Rescue</title><content type='html'>Sariah my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Miss Independent&lt;/span&gt;, tried to make herself some soup last night.  I had no idea she was doing this untill I hear crying and screaming.  She had gotten it out of the microwave and it was too hot and it spilled all over her chest and stomach.  It was all red and blistering and there was a round spot where the skin had burnt off.  I didn't know what to do, Jared said to put ice on it, I didn't think you were supposed to do that so I called his mom and first of all she tells us to stop arguing cause that wasn't helping Sariah any.  They have an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;aloe plant&lt;/span&gt; so they cut some of it and brought it over to us.  I put it all over the burn and it was like a miracle cause the redness started to disappear, it was amazing to watch.  So if you ever get a burn put &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;aloe&lt;/span&gt; on it.  Sariah just thinks she can do anything and wants to do it herself. This is my child who thought she could do a flip off the couch and broke both her arms.  I started laughing last night cause I started to envision my self running into the hospital again with Sariah in my arms yelling my babys burnt herself...kinda like I did when she broke her arms...anyway it was funny to me.  I was going to keep her home from school today but they were having &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Snazzy Snacks&lt;/span&gt; and she didn't want to miss that so I took her...she was late getting there and I told her teacher to call me if she is in any pain.  You know Sariah doesn't even like for me to help her with her homework even if I can explain something to her to help her she wants to figure it out by herself...she hates to ask for help....just like her daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2102909379145699712?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2102909379145699712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2102909379145699712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2102909379145699712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2102909379145699712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/aloe-vera-to-rescue.html' title='Aloe Vera To The Rescue'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-228912772834324893</id><published>2008-10-10T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:59:27.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255552726578982626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SO95XBYTbuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rg_VxeM87is/s400/SD530451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255554997425089250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SO97bM8NKuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3gdOqylSus8/s400/SD530455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd just like to say how &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; I feel when I see my girls getting along and having fun with eachother. I was so worried when we had Amber Mae because of the age difference she is from the other two. We didn't want them that far apart it just ended up that way. I was worried because I see how close Kacey and Sariah are to eachother and I wasn't sure if Amber Mae was going to have that. But I didn't need to worry at all. Sariah is so sweet with her and loves to play with her it makes me want to &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cry &lt;/span&gt;just thinking about how much they love eachother and I can see them being very close. Sariah asks if she can play with her. Its so nice. Maybe its even better to have that age difference because theres not that jealousy or fighting over things like there is when they're closer in age. I'm sure that will come as they get older but for right now I am &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;enjoying &lt;/span&gt;watching them grow their friendship and closeness. Kacey and Sariah will always be close they can't stand to be apart from eachother and ask just about every night if they can have a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sleepover &lt;/span&gt;(that means sleep in eachothers bed). I know Kacey will be close with Amber Mae too its just that she's got a lot going on in her life right now but she wants Amber Mae to sleep with her as soon as she's old enough. I guess like her little &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teddy Bear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SO96TZUvsFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ibSqjYRdmbE/s1600-h/teddy+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255553763798659154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SO96TZUvsFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ibSqjYRdmbE/s200/teddy+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5816348224917963412-228912772834324893?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/228912772834324893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=228912772834324893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/228912772834324893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/228912772834324893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SO95XBYTbuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rg_VxeM87is/s72-c/SD530451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-948503644398260341</id><published>2008-10-04T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:17:22.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My good friend Amber took our family pics today (she did an awesome job) we haven't got them all back but I had to share this one that is so funny. Its at the end of the pics and you can just see how tired everyone is of taking pics but especially Amber Mae she wasn't having anymore of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253483086917131826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOgfCI033jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/T5nTQ6OHioQ/s400/family+pics+08+07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here are some of the ones I've gotten so far...these turned out better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253484388290030194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOggN40WanI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b61mW95qKBw/s400/family+pics+08+06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253484701779773362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOgggIqIR7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NnWSFvR35A0/s400/family+pics+08+03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love these next ones of the girls they look so beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253487702387266802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOgjOyytFPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YmIn7drUVa8/s400/family+pics+08+02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253485925295255618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOghnWm88EI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7g93SvPhxRo/s400/family+pics+08+08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/5816348224917963412-948503644398260341?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/948503644398260341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=948503644398260341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/948503644398260341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/948503644398260341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-pictures-08.html' title='Family Pictures 08'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOgfCI033jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/T5nTQ6OHioQ/s72-c/family+pics+08+07.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-313093990068809011</id><published>2008-10-03T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:29:31.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa's Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOZWH1wj_SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7arBx5dBI3g/s1600-h/SD530432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252980708064099618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOZWH1wj_SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7arBx5dBI3g/s320/SD530432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grandpa Robisons funeral was on Wed. I was really glad we got to go. I was really worried I wouldn't make since Amber Mae had been up the whole night before with a bad case of diareah (sorry gross I know). We gave her imodium ad and I only had to change her once durring the funeral. But it was nice and really neat to see the way they fold the flag for veterans. It was good to see all of Jareds family there too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252978926627799810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOZUgJZDQwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NdhCH6zgSbs/s320/SD530426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jared was asked to lead the music. I don't know that he has ever done that before so I know he was a little uncomfortable...it didn't help that it was a song he wasn't that familiar with. But he pulled it off.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252979938278314354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOZVbCFVEXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kFSjOz3SMvE/s320/SD530429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here they are presenting Grandma Jerri with the flag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-313093990068809011?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/313093990068809011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=313093990068809011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/313093990068809011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/313093990068809011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/grandpas-funeral.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Funeral'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOZWH1wj_SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7arBx5dBI3g/s72-c/SD530432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8999987648134380076</id><published>2008-09-29T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:28:00.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOExl2aHzTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dVgFLVI2ktQ/s1600-h/kacey+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533166820707634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOExl2aHzTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dVgFLVI2ktQ/s320/kacey+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kacey is in the fifth grade and has two teachers this year one for morning and one for afternoon. I think its to get them ready for middle school next year. She's been running laps at lunchtime for some competition thing they have going to get the kids moving. Thats good for them because some kids just don't get enough exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOEwmYX0_UI/AAAAAAAAADw/Px4FJNwgenM/s1600-h/sariah+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251532076426263874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOEwmYX0_UI/AAAAAAAAADw/Px4FJNwgenM/s320/sariah+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sariah is in the second grade and has Ms. Kidd for her teacher....Sariah wanted her because Kacey had her in the first grade.....she's been really good so far and Sariah is making good grades and learning how to use a check book they get 100 dollars each month to spend at the class store but if your naughty you can have money taken away. So far Sariah's only had $2 taken away for talking she does like to talk. The prices for everything is so inflated its funny like one pencil is $10...they have fun with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOEv9NRUzsI/AAAAAAAAADo/suDkpGlyaS4/s1600-h/amber+mae+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531369071562434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOEv9NRUzsI/AAAAAAAAADo/suDkpGlyaS4/s320/amber+mae+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amber Mae had to have her picture taken too. She is in the pre- pre- pre kindergarten grade at the school of mommy and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5816348224917963412-8999987648134380076?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8999987648134380076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8999987648134380076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8999987648134380076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8999987648134380076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-pictures.html' title='School Pictures'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOExl2aHzTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dVgFLVI2ktQ/s72-c/kacey+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-4318519682044937405</id><published>2008-09-28T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:22:08.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeesssse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBJajx2ewI/AAAAAAAAADA/m8flUA43n4A/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277886143757058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBJajx2ewI/AAAAAAAAADA/m8flUA43n4A/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBJGiKUbgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0blHUVQV1kQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBI4M0v7jI/AAAAAAAAACw/NPmiPXCGbNM/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to have her picture taken and gets in front of the camera when she sees one and says cheeeesssse!  so cute!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBIveESSwI/AAAAAAAAACo/o4iK2o-Y048/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277145876089602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBIveESSwI/AAAAAAAAACo/o4iK2o-Y048/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-4318519682044937405?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4318519682044937405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4318519682044937405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4318519682044937405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4318519682044937405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/cheeesssse.html' title='Cheeesssse'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBJajx2ewI/AAAAAAAAADA/m8flUA43n4A/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-7217401416586605016</id><published>2008-09-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:15:48.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa Robison</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We went to visit Great Grandpa a couple weeks ago.  It was such a nice visit we really enjoyed seeing him and was hoping to visit again today.  But he passed away on Friday so this was the last time we got to see him.  It was funny becuase he wanted us to mark the girls height on his wall so he could see how tall they were ( probably wanted to see if they could ever reach his stature of 6' 5" ). We talked about different things he wanted me to read some scriptures out of the book of mormon so i did.  But I think the most significant part was when we were about to leave he tells Jared that he has a beautiful family and to keep them together. You always think there will be more time for things but it always seems to slip away somehow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFmsbP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/4paa4e1MUFg/s1600-h/SD530383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273696576796226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFmsbP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/4paa4e1MUFg/s200/SD530383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFXk6DLxI/AAAAAAAAACY/LewNpJLuZeo/s1600-h/SD530385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273436860460818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFXk6DLxI/AAAAAAAAACY/LewNpJLuZeo/s200/SD530385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFMcVtxoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VgcShm4rUXU/s1600-h/SD530387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251273245582018178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFMcVtxoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VgcShm4rUXU/s200/SD530387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-7217401416586605016?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7217401416586605016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7217401416586605016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7217401416586605016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7217401416586605016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/grandpa-robison.html' title='Grandpa Robison'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBFmsbP9kI/AAAAAAAAACg/4paa4e1MUFg/s72-c/SD530383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8559432471715911208</id><published>2008-09-28T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:16:50.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jareds dream car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOJtA1rfyWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vSigr1vEpKs/s1600-h/SD530367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879976644364642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOJtA1rfyWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vSigr1vEpKs/s320/SD530367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBEW-QUKxI/AAAAAAAAACI/NYdZrPWO6SY/s1600-h/SD530365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251272326973238034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOBEW-QUKxI/AAAAAAAAACI/NYdZrPWO6SY/s200/SD530365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Jared's dads 66 GTO that he really wants to fix up and get looking good...our problem is where to put it so he can work on it hopefully we can solve that one soon. Amber Mae had fun helping us clean it out.&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/5816348224917963412-8559432471715911208?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8559432471715911208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8559432471715911208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8559432471715911208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8559432471715911208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/jareds-dream-car.html' title='Jareds dream car'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SOJtA1rfyWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vSigr1vEpKs/s72-c/SD530367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-3189712003173506645</id><published>2008-09-11T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:14:23.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w217.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w217.photobucket.com/albums/cc77/kacsar/21fbddff.pbw" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 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/5816348224917963412-3189712003173506645?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3189712003173506645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=3189712003173506645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/3189712003173506645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/3189712003173506645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-4965200053328137603</id><published>2008-09-11T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:02:37.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SMl4hGnW-nI/AAAAAAAAACA/bVzqlW3DdVQ/s1600-h/SD530379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244855751156365938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SMl4hGnW-nI/AAAAAAAAACA/bVzqlW3DdVQ/s200/SD530379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sat on her potty for the first time the other day didn't do anything that time....but when daddy was giving her a bath she said something and acted like she had to go so he sat her on the potty and she actually went pee.... that was a few days ago and she hasn't done anything since....she's wanted to sit on it here and there but nothing major....i'm not going to push the issue....she'll eventually get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-4965200053328137603?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4965200053328137603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4965200053328137603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4965200053328137603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4965200053328137603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/potty-time.html' title='Potty Time'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SMl4hGnW-nI/AAAAAAAAACA/bVzqlW3DdVQ/s72-c/SD530379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-2287280485672301802</id><published>2008-07-25T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:08.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn4C6zr7VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q3SIp3RB-RA/s1600-h/SD530257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226981571569642834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn4C6zr7VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q3SIp3RB-RA/s200/SD530257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared cleaning a fish for the first time.....i've watched my dad do it lots of times growing up...but i'd never actually got in there and helped....so being up close and personal with it wasn't that fun....i'd rather just eat then do all the dirty work.  thank goodness for men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-2287280485672301802?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2287280485672301802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=2287280485672301802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2287280485672301802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/2287280485672301802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/fish-time.html' title='fish time'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn4C6zr7VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/q3SIp3RB-RA/s72-c/SD530257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-7626838583866283984</id><published>2008-07-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:08.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a big girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn3Il6sOSI/AAAAAAAAABw/eB2VdbTLr2w/s1600-h/SD530259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226980569529465122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn3Il6sOSI/AAAAAAAAABw/eB2VdbTLr2w/s200/SD530259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this smile of hers....her hair has gotten longer this summer and she has started to say so many new words and communicate with us what she wants....time flys by so fast its not fair....she's also at that age where she gets hurt alot....kinda scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-7626838583866283984?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7626838583866283984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7626838583866283984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7626838583866283984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7626838583866283984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/she.html' title='She&apos;s a big girl'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SIn3Il6sOSI/AAAAAAAAABw/eB2VdbTLr2w/s72-c/SD530259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6032596764855461202</id><published>2008-06-12T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:09.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Mothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOuH-xYjI/AAAAAAAAABc/xjme6mCn7Qc/s1600-h/SD531107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211032798167654962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOuH-xYjI/AAAAAAAAABc/xjme6mCn7Qc/s200/SD531107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun this year learning to tap.  I was so nervous for the recital but it was worth it.  Now that its over I can't wait for next year.&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/5816348224917963412-6032596764855461202?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6032596764855461202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6032596764855461202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6032596764855461202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6032596764855461202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/crazy-mothers.html' title='Crazy Mothers'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOuH-xYjI/AAAAAAAAABc/xjme6mCn7Qc/s72-c/SD531107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-1367344414250765740</id><published>2008-06-12T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:09.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful Sariah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOUukD2XI/AAAAAAAAABU/aKTu1wOQETM/s1600-h/SD530068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211032361848002930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOUukD2XI/AAAAAAAAABU/aKTu1wOQETM/s200/SD530068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves dancing too...and does such a good job of it!&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/5816348224917963412-1367344414250765740?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1367344414250765740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=1367344414250765740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1367344414250765740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/1367344414250765740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/graceful-sariah.html' title='Graceful Sariah'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFOUukD2XI/AAAAAAAAABU/aKTu1wOQETM/s72-c/SD530068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6540117222401055114</id><published>2008-06-12T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:09.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kacey's can move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFN7XT4piI/AAAAAAAAABM/SThnpnt2AVk/s1600-h/SD530056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211031926109414946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFN7XT4piI/AAAAAAAAABM/SThnpnt2AVk/s200/SD530056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She absolutely loves hip hop and has so much fun doing it!&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/5816348224917963412-6540117222401055114?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6540117222401055114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6540117222401055114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6540117222401055114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6540117222401055114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/kaceys-can-move.html' title='Kacey&apos;s can move'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFN7XT4piI/AAAAAAAAABM/SThnpnt2AVk/s72-c/SD530056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-7826965741370995462</id><published>2008-06-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:09.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFNQ1q7KEI/AAAAAAAAABE/RdyjHakbpgo/s1600-h/SD530075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211031195524737090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFNQ1q7KEI/AAAAAAAAABE/RdyjHakbpgo/s200/SD530075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is after the recital....The girls did so good and I can't believe I was actually in it this year.  I have a new appreciation for what these girls get up there and do...it really is nerve racking but so much fun so I understand why they do it. &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/5816348224917963412-7826965741370995462?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7826965741370995462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=7826965741370995462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7826965741370995462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/7826965741370995462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/dance-recital.html' title='dance recital'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SFFNQ1q7KEI/AAAAAAAAABE/RdyjHakbpgo/s72-c/SD530075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-570527737014192943</id><published>2008-05-10T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:09.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCXoOAK-NtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uPX6V6ZstLw/s1600-h/my+mom+,+kc+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198816672130938578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCXoOAK-NtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uPX6V6ZstLw/s200/my+mom+,+kc+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is to my mom for mothers day since I no longer have her here on this earth with me.  I want everyone to know what a wonderful mother I had.  She gave her all to her children and would do anything for us.  She one time came to my school for a sport award assembly for me.  But she was late getting there and I couldn't understand why she was late and I was getting frustrated.  Well she finally arrives and tell me how she had just flipped her car and had to get a ride from someone else.   I was really stunned that she would even still think to come to the school after what she had just been through.  But thats how she was if it was important to me it was important to her.  She wasn't perfect, although in my mind now I make her out to be.  She gave way too much advice even when she wasn't asked ( thats where I get it from).  But she had such a big heart for everyone she met.  She would never say anything that would hurt your feelings.  She was an example of enduring through the hard times and never giving up.  She had such a strong testimony of the gospel I never once see it falter.  To you mom I am forever grateful and indebted to the timeless hours and love you gave to me.  I can only pray and try my hardest to follow her example to be half the mother she was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-570527737014192943?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/570527737014192943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=570527737014192943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/570527737014192943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/570527737014192943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-mom.html' title='My mom'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCXoOAK-NtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uPX6V6ZstLw/s72-c/my+mom+,+kc+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-8833666250287334507</id><published>2008-05-09T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:10.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSTrAK-NsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hwwS4Q9jCmo/s1600-h/SD530775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198442236882073282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSTrAK-NsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hwwS4Q9jCmo/s320/SD530775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a better picture of Amber Mae cause you can see she has lots of hair now.  She is so spoiled by all of us but she is so loving  and hugs everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-8833666250287334507?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8833666250287334507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=8833666250287334507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8833666250287334507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/8833666250287334507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-better-picture-of-amber-mae.html' title=''/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSTrAK-NsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hwwS4Q9jCmo/s72-c/SD530775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-6172395712346439729</id><published>2008-05-09T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:10.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSP7QK-NoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C3PmDWQWf2g/s1600-h/girls+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198438118008436354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSP7QK-NoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C3PmDWQWf2g/s320/girls+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are our 3 beautiful girls. Kacey is 10, Sariah is 7 and will be baptized in November, and Amber Mae is 15 months. They all bring so much joy to our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5816348224917963412-6172395712346439729?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6172395712346439729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=6172395712346439729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6172395712346439729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/6172395712346439729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls.html' title='The Girls'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSP7QK-NoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/C3PmDWQWf2g/s72-c/girls+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5816348224917963412.post-4425882114115293912</id><published>2008-05-09T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:36:10.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSR0AK-NrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RNlNtl2UI4A/s1600-h/fam+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198440192477640370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSR0AK-NrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RNlNtl2UI4A/s320/fam+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSQ2wK-NqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R8yjQbTtpf0/s1600-h/girls+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our girls are everything to us and they keep us very busy. We enjoy spending time together as a family and going places. Jared works hard as a financial analyst at Zebco, he loves it there the people are so friendly and nice. I stay at home with the girls although it doesn't seem like I am at home all that much. &lt;/span&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/5816348224917963412-4425882114115293912?l=jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4425882114115293912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5816348224917963412&amp;postID=4425882114115293912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4425882114115293912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5816348224917963412/posts/default/4425882114115293912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaredelizabethfamily.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-family.html' title='Our Family'/><author><name>Jared and Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09491563739906636192</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/_gRC5T1Mrxgs/SCSR0AK-NrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RNlNtl2UI4A/s72-c/fam+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
