tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428593279635923732024-03-13T03:54:36.109-07:00The Jorgensen FamilyLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-60803000514519125202011-03-14T13:12:00.000-07:002011-03-14T13:12:34.939-07:00Update!<div style="text-align: center;">Once again this poor blog has been neglected!</div><div style="text-align: center;">A lot has been going on this year. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brock had his Basque dance winter fest performance in January.</div><div style="text-align: center;">He seems to get better each time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We have had some issues with him at school! He is getting too bored and then starts to disrupt others.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I called a meeting between the principal, teacher, and myself. I have had an issue with this since the beginning of school and I wanted to sit down and figure out how Brock could be more challenged, so he wasn't getting in trouble. There were several incidents that led up to the meeting, but I will spare you the details. So the plan seemed to be working until last week and Brock got in trouble again! Came to find out he ran out of challenging things to do, so he got in trouble. I am so frustrated and I can't wait for this school year to be over. On a positive note we signed him up for baseball and that should start the beginning of April.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jaylee Bug is a TORNADO!</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is a little spit fire that I can't seem to keep up with.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She has a sassy little personality and is starting the terrible 2's!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her vocabulary has expanded so much over the last couple of months.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The other day Jason said something was awesome and she has proceeded to walk around and say</div><div style="text-align: center;">AWESOME but kind of sings it with a break between the awe and the some.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't keep anything clean with her around, because she goes right behind me and makes 10 more messes!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday before church I had her in a cute St. Patrick's Day skirt and shirt and she got into a bottle of paint. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was all over her hands the shirt and a little on the skirt. I was already running late, so this made it even worse. She is so stinkin' cute that I can't seem to stay mad at her too long! I always find myself scooping her up and giving her tons of kisses. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so thankful for both of my kids and their sweet spirits and personalities that they bring to our family.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven't wrote too much on this pregnancy, but I am so thankful for this sweet little boy that will be joining our family soon. My pregnancy has been pretty good. I haven't really been sick from the pregnancy, but I am going on my 6th week with a nasty head, sinus thing. I have also started to get light headed and some braxton hicks. I have so much to get done before the baby is born and I am running out of energy fast. Hopefully it will all pull together. Other than that things are going good.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-37037514213925468282011-01-05T12:18:00.000-08:002011-01-05T12:18:09.677-08:00The end of 2010!<div style="text-align: center;">One of my goals this year is to be a better blogger with my family blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;">First of all I need to some up the end of 2010.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am going to start with<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"> Brock's Baptism</span>!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a complete slacker and forgot the camera, so the only</div><div style="text-align: center;">pictures I have are the ones I took for the invitations.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJEWu2SNXCIWlbiNBa2GqZ_r0hZgoXORq0dnzaNrO7v4iwmGZ9tQ9yB7flNc_ijkziid1imcpWB0QojVQeFsld-osOAz4U7Uj460DQZVW78kSD6bckAPFZIfVOXXQ9qSip0NB84T_xxPf2/s1600/Argyle+Baptism+Invitation_Leslie+final_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJEWu2SNXCIWlbiNBa2GqZ_r0hZgoXORq0dnzaNrO7v4iwmGZ9tQ9yB7flNc_ijkziid1imcpWB0QojVQeFsld-osOAz4U7Uj460DQZVW78kSD6bckAPFZIfVOXXQ9qSip0NB84T_xxPf2/s320/Argyle+Baptism+Invitation_Leslie+final_edited-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We had a great day. Of course you can't come to the baptism without</div><div style="text-align: center;">a good laugh. I am not sure if I should blame this on my pregnancy or just that I am a blonde. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will go with my pregnancy. Anyway after Brock was baptized I was like, "Crap I forgot the towels!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">What a dork! So Scott had to run and get the towels. In the mean time Jason forgot his underwear and his brother and dad ran to get that. Needless to say it was a longer baptism then it should have been.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brock had asked his uncles to talk at his Baptism. Uncle Scott and uncle Jeremy gave great talks to help Brock out on his new journey in life. Jeremy used a baseball analogy that was perfect for Brock as he talked about the steps you need to take in like to reach each base and then to return to our Father in Heaven.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I appreciated all the family that took time out of their busy lives to share this special day with Brock.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe he is already this old.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We spent Thanksgiving at home this year!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well actually we spent it at my parents house.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Again I forgot my camera, so I have no pictures to show for it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am sure my mom has some that I can add onto her later.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing too exciting happened we just spent the day cooking, eating, and playing card games.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">Mike and Tonia's Sealing</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our next big event was our trip to Alamo and St. George for Jason's brother Mike and his wife Tonia's sealing. I was able to take a couple of days off before Christmas break in order to make it to the temple to watch this cute family be sealed together forever.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWC-d8u0X4ubvI1xuyMaf7Gw2tSK79k6iMwX2dBGkmcgnvfQc1ZTLn3E1BmpARSDtXmkmwv22HPeWpEVTp_WweszcBPAdGxiQ4J20eDvTJPqwnE6zFlH1dsy4yFGQk-ZW9YaZ4I27vtcm/s1600/mike+and+tonia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWC-d8u0X4ubvI1xuyMaf7Gw2tSK79k6iMwX2dBGkmcgnvfQc1ZTLn3E1BmpARSDtXmkmwv22HPeWpEVTp_WweszcBPAdGxiQ4J20eDvTJPqwnE6zFlH1dsy4yFGQk-ZW9YaZ4I27vtcm/s320/mike+and+tonia.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What a great experience it was to watch from another perspective. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The last time I was at a sealing was for my family.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't explain the joy and happiness that felt my heart and</div><div style="text-align: center;">I watched their sweet little children walk into the room.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They were all so sweet and looked like little angels.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so happy that I was able to be apart of this family's special day!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was also able to see my aunt Jodi and her daughter Jill while we were in St. George!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jodi was so good to watch my children for me so I could attend the temple.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My kids loved hanging out with her. They didn't want to leave.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She bought them play dough and Jaylee thought it was the coolest thing ever,</div><div style="text-align: center;">because that stuff isn't allowed in my house.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We ate dinner with all of Jason's family that was able to attend and Jodi came along with us</div><div style="text-align: center;">to the Texas Roadhouse. Again Jodi was a hit as both of my kids thought they had to be all over her </div><div style="text-align: center;">during dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We then left and headed to Alamo to spend a few days with Jason's family since we wouldn't be able to make it back after Christmas. I love how laid back in is there. I seriously didn't get dressed before noon each day except the last day. I was able to get glitter toes done. I love them and they still look fabulous. All the cousins hung out and of course I had to throw a craft in there.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I asked my FIL, Gary to cut us out these cute snowmen that</div><div style="text-align: center;">I saw at a girl's house in Alamo. Thanks Jenna for your pattern!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPdz24KRakHAjOvXGZpiIGXumlN8MyZiCnojCAgWz7cXVzoo5TEVJbPhZj_Vn6WHehyphenhyphennVJb0_oC_-z2m-bls9zvdMD9KZJm-DABWZJMsY4wXczVBuvXOk1G5OFTt5m-t7tyjeT1r6bhyVn/s1600/DSC03896-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPdz24KRakHAjOvXGZpiIGXumlN8MyZiCnojCAgWz7cXVzoo5TEVJbPhZj_Vn6WHehyphenhyphennVJb0_oC_-z2m-bls9zvdMD9KZJm-DABWZJMsY4wXczVBuvXOk1G5OFTt5m-t7tyjeT1r6bhyVn/s320/DSC03896-1.JPG" width="172" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">They turned out so cute!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I also was able to make my MIL, Annette and my mom a picture of the temple.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They were like the big one's from Desert Book.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love how they turned out and I also ordered myself one.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will post some pictures when I get some taken.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;">Christmas!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: small;">We were home for Christmas. Jason and I stayed up a little too late the night before.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I got to bed at 3:30am and Jason I think was somewhere around 4ish. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Brock is the best kid! I can't believe how much patience he has on Christmas morning.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">He wanted Jaylee to sleep with him, so after she finally fell asleep around 1:00am I put her in bed with Brock. Christmas morning her brought her into my bed around 7:00 am and he went out to the living room to watch t.v. until I told him at 7:45 that he could call his aunts, uncle, and grandparents to come over to watch them open gifts. This was the chaotic mess!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_XU5iFG5NqdpSL6CIw6VQEIWY6c22ZzX9RZgn02hN_DR5Wy5DMEge2rKcUXTEfnmq-tTYuzl1KRP-Ef7mn-6S_sKIgW5Kf1XOBhIR2xpNZKBUAB40iFESyDpGQiqZtjFo0DJbehjrYNY/s1600/DSC03864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_XU5iFG5NqdpSL6CIw6VQEIWY6c22ZzX9RZgn02hN_DR5Wy5DMEge2rKcUXTEfnmq-tTYuzl1KRP-Ef7mn-6S_sKIgW5Kf1XOBhIR2xpNZKBUAB40iFESyDpGQiqZtjFo0DJbehjrYNY/s320/DSC03864.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiotwz2GasTF0TkpXt-WCfN7kmHjhPOk9G573V84BeXmzqLmGLemsAAlH1Jpj7BdC74LmCOA9EI0qLMN4CUOdN9xpOYXrq0cyjpFXcZuB-LCF1OuXs0vLeiYki15ccnkwKPWdbpU2dJeWUM/s1600/DSC03875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiotwz2GasTF0TkpXt-WCfN7kmHjhPOk9G573V84BeXmzqLmGLemsAAlH1Jpj7BdC74LmCOA9EI0qLMN4CUOdN9xpOYXrq0cyjpFXcZuB-LCF1OuXs0vLeiYki15ccnkwKPWdbpU2dJeWUM/s320/DSC03875.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHe1u0YKWTCW8xE-Ou4DoUQtzKpfUSU19ehkBWX_dP7aLprexk3xIkAWSjm32erQVhZtT1JnhemZRezKxmwiyctw1aRi7vh4g_tR5jRwPcFewHlQWIdlWPn5AOvBGmtBYDPJ9X6aGKMpl/s1600/DSC03881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHe1u0YKWTCW8xE-Ou4DoUQtzKpfUSU19ehkBWX_dP7aLprexk3xIkAWSjm32erQVhZtT1JnhemZRezKxmwiyctw1aRi7vh4g_tR5jRwPcFewHlQWIdlWPn5AOvBGmtBYDPJ9X6aGKMpl/s320/DSC03881.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LEAU9yVtP9_iu3uAUgv6DFL7ewRzBeAnZn3icoAWiDHmt7g0AvqMkBr2lA7ggAZwjqgz4cpOi1wohjxDdcpKxrWFXtUwFilsFhIQ19jQjEmXcw4M2suJz7u2SCez8gNp0fTvz0JhqY6u/s1600/DSC03867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LEAU9yVtP9_iu3uAUgv6DFL7ewRzBeAnZn3icoAWiDHmt7g0AvqMkBr2lA7ggAZwjqgz4cpOi1wohjxDdcpKxrWFXtUwFilsFhIQ19jQjEmXcw4M2suJz7u2SCez8gNp0fTvz0JhqY6u/s320/DSC03867.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8k3s1tM4KPNv6zPsNsDt9m8K8MX5ozN6FlHVYZUnrgdg3Qo4vp4e_czcFwWHi9gIsxcSruSDqukATpEVCNlci2CRG9jeDYaHxFW3LtkVkSn7MkBsS1cBf-0yQnEJf0oFQxN_NEfgrbDCa/s1600/DSC03886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8k3s1tM4KPNv6zPsNsDt9m8K8MX5ozN6FlHVYZUnrgdg3Qo4vp4e_czcFwWHi9gIsxcSruSDqukATpEVCNlci2CRG9jeDYaHxFW3LtkVkSn7MkBsS1cBf-0yQnEJf0oFQxN_NEfgrbDCa/s320/DSC03886.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-27488412801512185422010-11-16T10:52:00.000-08:002010-11-16T10:52:30.831-08:00Brock's 8th birthday!<div style="text-align: center;">Brock's 8th birthday was over a month ago! </div><div style="text-align: center;">It is crazy to think that my little boy is already 8 years old. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKOOORbKI-lsD0PAU6GHwVq88VP_Kj-muBzRwdgIcfSsI47VMApMqS7tI9MClPnzMegK15pLp2VQhHyvu6nYYfJ3VzaiiZ_Fw4qDgKsI4mjZS32DxsqITSpuANTMLDqEpiRI7Plg0ZbhHe/s1600/brock+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKOOORbKI-lsD0PAU6GHwVq88VP_Kj-muBzRwdgIcfSsI47VMApMqS7tI9MClPnzMegK15pLp2VQhHyvu6nYYfJ3VzaiiZ_Fw4qDgKsI4mjZS32DxsqITSpuANTMLDqEpiRI7Plg0ZbhHe/s320/brock+045.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Every year I have gone all out on having Brock a birthday party, but this year I told him we were only going to have a family party. Brock was a pretty good sport about this, so I told him he could have a few friends go to Elko with us to his football game and then go to his favorite park and play. When the time came for the game and the park I came down with the nasty flu bug. Thank goodness for aunt Stephie for taking Brock to his game and letting him go to the park.</div><div style="text-align: center;">For Brock's actual birthday we had a family dinner and of course cake, ice cream , and presents!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvrz-PfAiaIBW-ZOFmKQhgU9PEq275bpTqgBQeOEj50Diy7GQRBwrtdC0iMfiGnlruovQ69iSpggFbeKJGctEaVZenU8Tam9X4jIwiHL5UNcRDxx2HJZG0t2yG-5vlfSgyRlkgRbPqKOF/s1600/brock+039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvrz-PfAiaIBW-ZOFmKQhgU9PEq275bpTqgBQeOEj50Diy7GQRBwrtdC0iMfiGnlruovQ69iSpggFbeKJGctEaVZenU8Tam9X4jIwiHL5UNcRDxx2HJZG0t2yG-5vlfSgyRlkgRbPqKOF/s320/brock+039.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">We all had a great time celebrating Brock's birthday!</div><br />
<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-50469898691024672662010-10-11T15:55:00.000-07:002010-10-11T15:55:48.962-07:00Way over due!<div style="text-align: center;">I am way over due for an update on our family blog!</div><div style="text-align: center;">A lot has happened in the month of August and September. At the beginning of August I was put in as the Young Women's President. I know a little scary and over whelming. Brock and I started school back up. Brock is in the 2nd grade this year. I can't believe that my baby is growing up. He is doing great in school.<br />
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Brock has also been playing flag football. He loves it! I hate that I have to drive to Elko every Saturday to watch the games, but I guess that is all part of living in a small town and being supportive of your child.<br />
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Brock also started piano lessons a few weeks ago and is seeming to like it so far. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I got a phone call from Jason a little over 3 weeks ago at 2:00am! I was a little annoyed and asked what was wrong. He proceeded to tell me very calmly that he had rolled his ankle and it was so big that they made him come to the emergency room. I was like are you kidding me! I called my mom and woke her up to come and sit with my kids while I went to the hospital. Jason talked the doctor out of making him stay home from work and writing him a prescription, so that no one lost their bonus.<br />
Jaylee is developing the cutest little personality. Jason tells her that she is a MEAN girl just like her momma. She sure know how to throw a fit. She is into everything and can make 20 messes in 5 minutes. She is also a girlie girl. She love her shoes, jewelry, and anything she can use as a purse. She even brought polish to her dad to paint her nails one day! She sure keeps us on our toes!<br />
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The latest news is that I am expecting baby #3! I am 11 weeks along and am due May 1st. I am excited to have another baby, but not to be pregnant.<br />
Other than that it is go go go! I will try to be better about updating on this blog more!</div><br />
<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-71452538633312883172010-08-03T00:44:00.000-07:002010-08-03T00:45:47.594-07:00Camping trip!<div style="text-align: center;">Our next big event in July was a camping trip with Jason's family! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2SNo5zbyziikI1NdWkn64Pdz75_ZQbU9jW8CydLA_1CsITUs9xvVWgAiQwQjI8_OUEtsxrkg5wdjZm1TDd_JthCIt6oAwuzEOlTU3Lu-lyyncnVwn2PqoHSqHGKYWvsyYWVHXrht7U4E/s1600/DSC03474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2SNo5zbyziikI1NdWkn64Pdz75_ZQbU9jW8CydLA_1CsITUs9xvVWgAiQwQjI8_OUEtsxrkg5wdjZm1TDd_JthCIt6oAwuzEOlTU3Lu-lyyncnVwn2PqoHSqHGKYWvsyYWVHXrht7U4E/s320/DSC03474.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">We left Battle Mountain at 5:30pm on Friday, July 16. We went as far as Richfield, Utah. We arrived at 1:30am and found a motel to stay the night in. We got up the next morning and went to Jorgensen's Honda to look at toy haulers and prowlers. Well we didn't just LOOK, we ended up with both. I was sick to my stomach as Jason decide to spend 45,000 dollars to go camping. I am not the biggest fan of camping, so I was thinking this was ridiculous. I did get a beach cruiser bike out of the deal, but still I wasn't feeling to good. I was being a supportive wife and I did love staying in the camper. We had to wait 5 hours for the trailer and side by side to be ready. We headed over to grandma Jorgensen's for a visit while we waited. I was so annoyed and just wanted to get to the camp site. We finally got our new house on wheels and side by side and headed to Wal Mart. We got our groceries and necessities to go camping. We then got gas up and headed towards Elk Horn.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It took us a little over 2 hours to get to the camp site. I was so relieved to have made it. Jason was nervous pulling the trailer. We camped until Wednesday. We had a fun time riding on the side by side and hanging out with the family. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmh3fghqqxGIE8VDVDvRkPskAnyKk2xPRuzN01_aR5mOtMUR1loqXwnI6cKYP4Pn8Dv3YbrXk8kAP6uU_Nx_kBR2woohx5WUfi-qaXEgs8XvEMrK-6ABNmu1wfgW_NR9pD-WpSog8QJVPh/s1600/DSC03479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmh3fghqqxGIE8VDVDvRkPskAnyKk2xPRuzN01_aR5mOtMUR1loqXwnI6cKYP4Pn8Dv3YbrXk8kAP6uU_Nx_kBR2woohx5WUfi-qaXEgs8XvEMrK-6ABNmu1wfgW_NR9pD-WpSog8QJVPh/s320/DSC03479.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was a little bit crazy as I followed Jaylee around with a bag of wipes the whole time. I just can't handle her being so dirty and then trying to put something in her mouth with dirty hands. I think I was a little over board, but oh well! Everyone laughed every time I walked up with my bag of wipes. We had lots of yummy food and we played games. It rained every afternoon, so that kind of sucked! Jason is the favorite uncle, so we had most of the nephews and nieces staying with us. It was crazy, but the kids had fun. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDfj4Rnu5XjuYaJHQclDU3zOBEt1iWws_vKwzrtwGuqcLqMkBnoXDN1E2mDNzc_EMsxb2gearrX6t95SMF4XEA_r7hyx9BgtIYyXbv7nD7b48FYt9Cv5QAH4TrQhaj9AK5UymymNlEpve/s1600/DSC03455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDfj4Rnu5XjuYaJHQclDU3zOBEt1iWws_vKwzrtwGuqcLqMkBnoXDN1E2mDNzc_EMsxb2gearrX6t95SMF4XEA_r7hyx9BgtIYyXbv7nD7b48FYt9Cv5QAH4TrQhaj9AK5UymymNlEpve/s320/DSC03455.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">The night before we were ready to go home we played cards in our trailer and I laughed so hard at Jason's dad, Gary. Ang, Jason, and I cracked up everytime it was his turn. He would say the funniest things when he would pick the wrong card. It was great entertainment.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jPh9ttxJnoC0XO9ZW0Bq9_8Aqwkjn8ZVI7eb9SdW_-8rfCYJIqx03DF_-DHppDH2LNdFIYTFoJuZuZat47re9-6Vqfb7nReR6fqnDIidvQATpJelaHFs6_ZuLFAGvB0MDu-GslXuwvd3/s1600/DSC03491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jPh9ttxJnoC0XO9ZW0Bq9_8Aqwkjn8ZVI7eb9SdW_-8rfCYJIqx03DF_-DHppDH2LNdFIYTFoJuZuZat47re9-6Vqfb7nReR6fqnDIidvQATpJelaHFs6_ZuLFAGvB0MDu-GslXuwvd3/s320/DSC03491.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">We took of Wednesday morning at 10:00 am and made it home that night at 10:00pm. It was the longest drive home. I did make Jason stop in Salt Lake, so that I could get so projects from the Wood Connection. He was a nervous wreck driving through the traffic on the freeway! I am surprised that we all made it home alive. I am not talking about Jason's driving, but how well we don't get along on road trips. It wasn't really too bad, but I was so glad to be back at home and in my own bed!</div><br />
<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-90599669893953641112010-08-03T00:09:00.000-07:002010-08-03T00:09:13.652-07:004th of July!<div style="text-align: center;">I thought that once school was out, I would have more time to blog! I don't know what my deal is but I have been on a blogging slump! I have several events to post about, so hopefully I can get caught up. I don't want to write about everything in one post, so I will post about each event separate. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am going to start with the 4th of July. The night before we had the parade. My dad and mom took the kids in the golf cart to ride in the parade. My dad is running for county commissioner, so they decorated the golf cart and threw lots of candy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWbe6SXGTekH4vy3eZs-wjZS49UD3h9yokS5kFQVzeE5MKce-2tW4WN2xDw7aKBZdOmhvjeSfcgD8iybXwUhrPUoTkIXghKIwJUcJIi5BN2IiBTpjC91WKzWta9YPKtzSNIEW-yxA4KRf/s1600/DSC03409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWbe6SXGTekH4vy3eZs-wjZS49UD3h9yokS5kFQVzeE5MKce-2tW4WN2xDw7aKBZdOmhvjeSfcgD8iybXwUhrPUoTkIXghKIwJUcJIi5BN2IiBTpjC91WKzWta9YPKtzSNIEW-yxA4KRf/s320/DSC03409.JPG" /><span id="goog_1235063660"></span><span id="goog_1235063661"></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJ2AnKmjVVhV4379Jgx0ztIlWctYqUzpWt5HBl64mtIdDalpsWDH7iPHn5j80yj9IKdmXDUPZPpzTgzRBE670qHSWAWGXtcTPu6xbW6XaCiP1Oie9jw4IX2YKbap-e50gO8Wyi_EDHGkk/s1600/DSC03406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJ2AnKmjVVhV4379Jgx0ztIlWctYqUzpWt5HBl64mtIdDalpsWDH7iPHn5j80yj9IKdmXDUPZPpzTgzRBE670qHSWAWGXtcTPu6xbW6XaCiP1Oie9jw4IX2YKbap-e50gO8Wyi_EDHGkk/s320/DSC03406.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> The next morning was church. I was so bummed that all the activities were on Sunday. I spent the day at the park at my friend's booth. I had some car seat covers for sale.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXvI6fK3msmTsxIJb7xF8edfc2adS2xy8yyaGgal5VlYt5xGTwbaipKlsdLmhQ9sb2mxakqbvIIlV2gmZpxXiCIhDSVwH5rZ9Ini1sTIbfas1IANhbkG6VJbPxfn5P26hdywzLg2ZYJoR/s1600/DSC03421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXvI6fK3msmTsxIJb7xF8edfc2adS2xy8yyaGgal5VlYt5xGTwbaipKlsdLmhQ9sb2mxakqbvIIlV2gmZpxXiCIhDSVwH5rZ9Ini1sTIbfas1IANhbkG6VJbPxfn5P26hdywzLg2ZYJoR/s320/DSC03421.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> That night we stuck with tradition and went to Mama's to watch the fireworks. It was crazy how many people showed up. I think we counted over 70. As always it was a great time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i></i></div><br />
<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-85437575020695829602010-07-02T01:45:00.000-07:002010-07-02T01:45:09.351-07:00A week of Chaos!<div style="text-align: center;">We have had a crazy week! I was able to go to the temple last Saturday to do my great grandmother's work! It was such a wonderful day and I had such a good time! My dad and I also took the kids to see Toy Story 3 in 3D! Jaylee wasn't the best, but it worked out and everyone enjoyed the show! Jason wasn't able to go with us, because he had to work! I was a little embarrassed walking around Salt Lake with my too big black eyes which cane from the big bump on my forehead! Oh well what do you do? </div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids started swimming lessons this week! Jaylee and I are doing a mom and me class! She is a little fish and loves the water. Brock is doing very well too! I forgot my camera when it was Brock's turn, but I did get some pictures of Jaylee. My sister Steph and her daughter Savannah are taking the class with Jaylee and I, so I had to include a picture of little miss Dora as well!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG43haZkZqCkutI9qwMHHVMQX_1bIg8gAh1pd6vP82ZwYNBuXJWHC08c6f2xWrgBXIbYelKSa-NtCTVWAkeB3lpAQpH2ePfpje8g0qteyLnlkw5DpPmstSfEis-gU6Kdao00kXJrfkugyf/s1600/2009-06-25.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG43haZkZqCkutI9qwMHHVMQX_1bIg8gAh1pd6vP82ZwYNBuXJWHC08c6f2xWrgBXIbYelKSa-NtCTVWAkeB3lpAQpH2ePfpje8g0qteyLnlkw5DpPmstSfEis-gU6Kdao00kXJrfkugyf/s400/2009-06-25.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The other pictures of Jaylee were taken the other day as she ate her own mini box of cheese sticks! She love them, well actually she loves all food. She also loves being outside and I have to fight with her to come in the house. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Today we had gravel delivered to our house for our driveway! We had 5 loads dropped off for a total of 12 yards. Jason and I knocked three of them out before we had to go to our softball game. Well mostly Jason did the work. I helped a little and talked a lot, imagine that huh? Here is a picture of Brock and Jaylee on one of the piles!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBXO5faDEAKoSV3KajJr1MEvnaP3t5GSyq63v4zKaML1BYr6AR5eXH6aMBKxR0x8Nt_UwGVTL8McWBtwNgTq4iZJTogcDw6DH-vHNcBGeD68UEAikJXOPd90qXWtC_mV3zntXduGIXdXH/s1600/DSC03387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBXO5faDEAKoSV3KajJr1MEvnaP3t5GSyq63v4zKaML1BYr6AR5eXH6aMBKxR0x8Nt_UwGVTL8McWBtwNgTq4iZJTogcDw6DH-vHNcBGeD68UEAikJXOPd90qXWtC_mV3zntXduGIXdXH/s320/DSC03387.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am bummed that the other two piles are going to have to wait for awhile, because Jason pulled him hamstring at our game tonight! Poor guy! Our team name is the BM Bashers and we decided it needs to be the BM Bruisers! We still won though, so that is a plus! Oh yeah one more thing, Jason and I went over to Elko yesterday without any kids! It was our date day and Jason bought me a new patio set! I am so excited! Now if only all the mosquitoes would leave town that would be great!</div><br />
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<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-27452129901062288522010-06-23T23:33:00.000-07:002010-06-23T23:33:05.704-07:00Like mother, like daughter!<div style="text-align: center;">Our summer break is treating us rather well! I am having so much fun spending time with the kids! We have been working in the yard, swimming, playing with friends, going to the ball park, eating lots of otter pops, and getting filthy dirty!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It hasn't all been fun and games though! Last Friday Brock was driving Jaylee around in her power wheels jeep that I scored at a yard sale for $40! Jason and I told him several times that he can't drive her around in the jeep, but that he could drive her around in his grave digger! The reason being is because Jaylee sits lower in the grave digger and is less likely to fall out! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjniOP_JlGtCm_sRBtWe70f-UpRTNk2pZC8-qPAvLIUL47v_OFVuVCNjnbg3Rd-SMWv89vaxdebr3bdo-VClpa4xYoUedI81t6yDywKSv5WpIOX7SLq3MHizxbI9rlddOnxB8vSt9WXJ8Bd/s1600/DSC03321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjniOP_JlGtCm_sRBtWe70f-UpRTNk2pZC8-qPAvLIUL47v_OFVuVCNjnbg3Rd-SMWv89vaxdebr3bdo-VClpa4xYoUedI81t6yDywKSv5WpIOX7SLq3MHizxbI9rlddOnxB8vSt9WXJ8Bd/s320/DSC03321.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well I ran into the house for 1 minute, seriously no time at all, and I came back to Jaylee getting up from the driveway crying! My hands were full and I asked Brock what had happened and he said that she had fallen out of the jeep! I set my stuff down and went to pick her up and then I saw this...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZzMtfx57WU0AqbaX9bkd_2MxeZodnoOzLF0U51oV37fSVGIocD5MhEQfdXss5k49bEAoPzHycVIfa1VOicMli6DnxKLJcsc-EYzpY2RgWK_p5Ss0bihzKzpIBrBt_2vFUe-Si71VUPbW/s1600/DSC03323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZzMtfx57WU0AqbaX9bkd_2MxeZodnoOzLF0U51oV37fSVGIocD5MhEQfdXss5k49bEAoPzHycVIfa1VOicMli6DnxKLJcsc-EYzpY2RgWK_p5Ss0bihzKzpIBrBt_2vFUe-Si71VUPbW/s320/DSC03323.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you see the knot on her head? I felt so bad for her and Brock especially felt bad! He got into trouble for awhile and he was given the lecture on how he needs to listen and that there is a reason why we tell him the things we do! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So then fast forward to Tuesday! Jason and I play on an adult co-ed softball team. This was the first game that Jason was able to make. I was playing 1st base and this young guy on short stop through the ball to me super fast. The ball tipped the top of my glove and smacked me in the forehead. This is what it looked like 3 hours later...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7iCXsVW2rjytb3IqxTsb3WJn0rZwyfmq93cxVSB70NAUqIPHEXVJI1_g93svnRrSfl27Zw1bhCe3LZ82jUdRc9KWRSdrLjk_ZPZBgH6nI55Z4nvDdU9CzrmSdvyLNvbArtVK_supfF76/s1600/DSC03326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7iCXsVW2rjytb3IqxTsb3WJn0rZwyfmq93cxVSB70NAUqIPHEXVJI1_g93svnRrSfl27Zw1bhCe3LZ82jUdRc9KWRSdrLjk_ZPZBgH6nI55Z4nvDdU9CzrmSdvyLNvbArtVK_supfF76/s320/DSC03326.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> The sad part is that I didn't get to finish the game and I felt so stupid! I called my mom to bring me the ointment that we had been putting on Jaylee's forehead. She told me I was a blooming idiot for staying to watch the rest of the game. My family is getting a kick out of what happened. My mom posted on face book that it looks like the softball is inside of my head and my brother and Jason send a picture to people on their phones. It was much bigger than the picture, but know it is going down. I hope it goes away soon! So as my post title says, "like mother, like daughter"!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-6341912004265604632010-06-02T14:30:00.000-07:002010-06-02T14:30:29.220-07:00Time to PARTY!!!!<div style="text-align: center;">Today is the kid's last day of school! For some reason it doesn't feel like the last day! I don't know if it the weather or what! Don't get me wrong, I am way excited to be done with this school year. I still have one more day, but it will go by fast. So since I am the biggest LOSER on posting on this blog!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Last week we had 5 birthday parties to attend along with Brock's last baseball game! It was a busy week! It all kicked off on Sunday the 23rd. My best friend Sady had a Batman party for her son, Kohen! It all turned out so cute. I told her about the <span style="font-size: large;"><b>AMAZING </b></span>cakes from <span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.texasmonkey.blogspot.com/">Texas Monkey</a></span> and so she made her cake with that idea in mind. She used Oreo cookies and yellow skittles. Here are some pictures from the party. Each of the kids had a cape made out of a black garbage bag. Jaylee was seriously cracking me up!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I also am including some pictures of Jaylee with her first set of Pig Tails and her wearing an adorable dress that her Grandma Annette made for her!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-86635016350376078952010-05-13T12:31:00.000-07:002010-05-13T12:31:08.400-07:00Spring Fever!!!<div style="text-align: center;">I am having spring fever right now! I can't stand that our weather has been changing so much. I woke up to snow on Tuesday! Are you kidding me? A lady here in town wrote this on her Face book status, Mother Nature must be sleeping around with Ole Man Winter. Someone should tell her he's a bad influence. I thought this was cute! I am getting so antsy for school to out. I love that we have a 4 day week, so that means even fewer days until school gets out. One thing I do not like about our school district is that we get out the Wednesday after Memorial Day! What is the point of sending the students back to school after a 4 day weekend for 2 days? Sorry I just needed to vent! Few now that is over let me tell you about what has been going on at the <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jorgensen</span> house.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brock started baseball and has had 3 games so far. All of them have been miserable because of the wind! I am so glad to not have to <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">watch</span> T-ball this year. Brock is doing really well. I haven't figured out why his coach doesn't switch up the kids positions to give them experience in several different spots, but oh well I should SHUT UP unless I want to be the coach. I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut! Brock is playing third base. He loves it! When he connects with the ball he hits is very well. He has struck out twice and it breaks my heart to see him so bummed out. I just tell him that is part of the game! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeEl8nkkh3NFDSCUkkSMhGtIh9FzVGtuXLqRdZJr13yECmswOT5bxBpZTgCrxXVHDj0IyGkX9sPwTW7IDSAnRL02_zFQfMJwTF_Sxnq3OwPssxoqE_FEe2XRRUpr5inyAdgork-1znJBS/s1600/32204_124993577512900_100000067767217_328276_5693295_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNeEl8nkkh3NFDSCUkkSMhGtIh9FzVGtuXLqRdZJr13yECmswOT5bxBpZTgCrxXVHDj0IyGkX9sPwTW7IDSAnRL02_zFQfMJwTF_Sxnq3OwPssxoqE_FEe2XRRUpr5inyAdgork-1znJBS/s320/32204_124993577512900_100000067767217_328276_5693295_n.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> My mom took this picture of Brock, it cracks me up how he is posing!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Brock is still doing very well in school! He is at a third grade math level! The bad part about it is that they don't over him anything beyond what his class is doing. He is so bored and he comes home asking me to work with him on his times tables. He is also almost at a third grade level in reading! I am so proud of him! He sure does have an attitude lately though. He always thinks he needs to have the last word when we are arguing (I wonder where he gets that from?). He always thinks he needs to play too! I have told him no playing on school days and Sunday! He still asks everyday and says, "But mom I am bored". Oh how I wish I could be bored like him! Needless to say I can't imagine what our summer is going to look like!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8mCJ6k5znwiei80y2Kd5wPOQ6Usi5EHFTUtO4riIrLNvG1K1OUcno3t4Tw6cvWK8VMsRqVUrb1Z1KlEAMlvK2ZPUoeaRryrGgshWNsoEQF32T87uRpOS5ErqJ_1w2qObAfDQ_SnF8o1qs/s1600/Jaylee's+skirt+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8mCJ6k5znwiei80y2Kd5wPOQ6Usi5EHFTUtO4riIrLNvG1K1OUcno3t4Tw6cvWK8VMsRqVUrb1Z1KlEAMlvK2ZPUoeaRryrGgshWNsoEQF32T87uRpOS5ErqJ_1w2qObAfDQ_SnF8o1qs/s200/Jaylee's+skirt+049.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jaylee</span> has surely developed her own little personality. She is a DRAMA queen! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgsQJV7bfNxv-JLTPcr-WRxCg38b0a-JheZT7z9VFLAmtsMebGetCY2y1QHrhup7s4L34wqJ7GEzT4Mk50drTbV0aTIPKWW1amvzw7_KD-uevqWcf3axLDcUBgRJxhz2usgItReuAxVfw/s1600/jaylee+12+months+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgsQJV7bfNxv-JLTPcr-WRxCg38b0a-JheZT7z9VFLAmtsMebGetCY2y1QHrhup7s4L34wqJ7GEzT4Mk50drTbV0aTIPKWW1amvzw7_KD-uevqWcf3axLDcUBgRJxhz2usgItReuAxVfw/s320/jaylee+12+months+016.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> This is here throwing a fit!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe what a fit she can throw and she is only 1. I think we have a long road ahead. She sure does have a contagious laugh and smile though. She brightens our days! She has become stingy with her kisses and she thinks it is so funny when you ask her for a kiss and she goes and kisses someone else and won't give you any. I am excited to say that she will sleep in her crib all through the night now! She also is walking everywhere she goes. She still losses her balance sometimes. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The other night I started the bathtub for Brock and her to take a bath. I left the bathroom to go to the other room to get something. A little while later I heard Brock laughing so hard. I went into the bathroom and saw this...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIo49ef-XAJVhl6rmUtzHrau1D5qeZCC7jGcCI7i56Ej1MSTn1KJpZsgwmIBqDI02Mhd1TAwVTPCKGpZDbhsUOs5JMNrtD2sXUCsEIgQE3hKRbt67R6olX4aRwbhVKHKrXTGrpJuHC_cJ/s1600/brock+and+jaylee+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIo49ef-XAJVhl6rmUtzHrau1D5qeZCC7jGcCI7i56Ej1MSTn1KJpZsgwmIBqDI02Mhd1TAwVTPCKGpZDbhsUOs5JMNrtD2sXUCsEIgQE3hKRbt67R6olX4aRwbhVKHKrXTGrpJuHC_cJ/s320/brock+and+jaylee+030.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span id="profile_status"></span><div style="text-align: center;">That's right, <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jaylee</span> got tired of waiting for me to come and put her in the tub. She took it upon herself to hop in herself. She didn't think it was a big deal at all. She was in there taking a bath and smiling. I was dying laughing and had to run to get the camera. What a little character she is! We love you Jay-bug!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tomorrow Jason and I are going to Reno for our 2nd anniversary! I bought season tickets to Broadway plays last year and this is my last one. It is the Wizard of Oz! One of the other ladies that usually goes with us isn't going, so I bought her ticket from her for Jason. I was shocked when he said that he would go to it with me. Know we will see is he lets me enjoy it or if he makes remarks through the whole thing. This will be the first time that we have let <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jaylee</span>, so I am kind of nervous. I never had this problem with Brock, because being a single mother didn't give me the option. My parents used to take him during the week or weekends sometime so I could go to college or work in Reno. Brock would be 3 hours away from me for a couple days or a week at a time. It was tough, but it was very helpful for my parents to help me out. Off the soap box, sorry I just remember things and have to write them down. Anyway I am so excited to go on a date with my husband and have some alone time. We don't get this as much as we should! I will post about our trip when I get back. </div><br />
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</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>Day2-</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">We woke up the next morning and got ready to head to California. I was so excited to stop at the <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Barstow</span> outlets, because I had been there 3 years ago and loved them. Little did I know that most of the stores were no longer there. It pretty much sucked! </div><div style="text-align: center;">We went on this trip with Jason's brother, Jeremy and his wife, Andrea and their two boys, Tyson and Ryan. Andrea went and checked us into the motel and then we met them at the Outback for dinner. It was delicious! We then headed back to the room and went to bed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>Day3- </b></div><div style="text-align: center;">We woke up and went to the front lobby to catch the ride to <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">DL</span>. We all loaded up and I was talking to Andrea and she asked if I had everything I needed to get our "Give a Day, Get a Day tickets". I told her what I had and we figured out that I didn't have my license. I was so annoyed I hopped off to go and get it. I seriously ran to the car to get it and got back to the front of the motel to <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">watch</span> my ride drive away. So instead of waiting 20 minutes for the next ride, I walked to <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">DL</span>. I seriously booked it and made it there in time to get my tickets with the rest of my party. I had bought new shoes the day before and got a serious blister while I was speed walking to meet up with my party and I got shin splints. Anyway we were able to upgrade our tickets to a 2 day park hopper. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We spent the day riding the rides, eating, and getting autographs of the characters. Andrea and Jeremy and the boys left around 3 to go take a nap and we stuck around to hang out a bit longer. My sister Melanie came with us, because she had never been to Disneyland before. I made her go on It's a Small World and she hated it. I love it! She timed the ride and it was 18 minutes long. We ended up leaving around 6:30pm. I was like what are we doing leaving so early? I am a dye hard theme park girl. So we headed back to the motel and ended up getting Carl's Junior for dinner. Everyone went to bed early and I stayed up looking on the computer at my craft blog. I think I might have an addiction!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSSssZlrGaaycZca17s3ukxQzTQN7wxVcG7HRH6SqZ32-sCkburPVA_EC0U1s7IwRaitF4_YSAZBYoAAHJvp8sQ1_UM8kE7RwZMe9gqnlBw850YvGj2CUYCmoEq8X4HTjdp1M-lf1I5xJ/s1600/disney+land+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSSssZlrGaaycZca17s3ukxQzTQN7wxVcG7HRH6SqZ32-sCkburPVA_EC0U1s7IwRaitF4_YSAZBYoAAHJvp8sQ1_UM8kE7RwZMe9gqnlBw850YvGj2CUYCmoEq8X4HTjdp1M-lf1I5xJ/s320/disney+land+010.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiddguJewv9UufwILyW7_WUVee9x8MRZqF1thXbefS8asHA-74T5hvWDp3VaR862fl95aXWGcGZww0cGqkoHJz8JAL5e117fsqb3r27_IpQFAeBw1aXrMWA6u-GVL_gm92BrnY7Oo2HOBf/s1600/disney+land+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiddguJewv9UufwILyW7_WUVee9x8MRZqF1thXbefS8asHA-74T5hvWDp3VaR862fl95aXWGcGZww0cGqkoHJz8JAL5e117fsqb3r27_IpQFAeBw1aXrMWA6u-GVL_gm92BrnY7Oo2HOBf/s320/disney+land+006.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>Day 4- </b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Back to Disneyland and California Adventures. We got there a little later than the day before. We were able to get on rides rather quickly. We rode rides that we didn't get to the day before and I lost Ryan and Brock in <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Toon</span> Town. Jason was ahead of Melanie and I sent Brock and Ryan to catch up with him. He was headed to Pirates of the Caribbean! Mel and I turned off to the bathroom and when we got out Jason called and I asked if had the boys. He told me "No" and at first I thought he was kidding. When I figured out that he wasn't I sent him to find them at Pirates of the Caribbean! Mel and I searched through <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Toon</span> Town! I called Andrea to let her know that I had lost her kid. I started panicking and I went through lines looking for them. I even started to cry! Jason ended up finding them waiting for us over where we told them to go. They didn't think they were lost at all. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We stayed a little bit longer to ride some rides and then we went back to the motel. For dinner Jeremy, Jason, <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jaylee</span>, and I went to Joe's Crab Shack. Oh it was amazing! The rest of the group went to Red Robin, but didn't want to have to wait so they settled for McDonald's.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6qhNBs0BAbnwPDeIH0jM0cPG4o4lWG4uqHWCIzzpkTjbk6itYSGh7nXNouOkxVCbT2AMC4e2tWrA2BIEJ4I8lgP_KT2NEo-PVwVBz12RTAiPmv_XNGjlQG3Sh6QW_sHbuF_pz0QHZLfpy/s1600/disney+land+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6qhNBs0BAbnwPDeIH0jM0cPG4o4lWG4uqHWCIzzpkTjbk6itYSGh7nXNouOkxVCbT2AMC4e2tWrA2BIEJ4I8lgP_KT2NEo-PVwVBz12RTAiPmv_XNGjlQG3Sh6QW_sHbuF_pz0QHZLfpy/s320/disney+land+019.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMMufhIwTPi12QeJn-NGkaqE1Px3hc4aYYlW0M3_u9uTO3vDch_xaGDdMRhyphenhyphen3ppxgyUxYCpyqitxZ9ICf-gaDa-L84CwP-ZOigeDaJ8eYIMA4Bz28c0aB71fVemc5rVrgoByLRb_OO3ZK/s1600/disney+land+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMMufhIwTPi12QeJn-NGkaqE1Px3hc4aYYlW0M3_u9uTO3vDch_xaGDdMRhyphenhyphen3ppxgyUxYCpyqitxZ9ICf-gaDa-L84CwP-ZOigeDaJ8eYIMA4Bz28c0aB71fVemc5rVrgoByLRb_OO3ZK/s320/disney+land+036.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV0pR653sW-Pchh7mPjeB3S184BZD1XJN5eR-RhNV-bSnpuDB_2AytwMle6-zrbd1tsrRTlX3ypO-AtVBkECpgsAOG5QNWR2nFGEFez8N0vpDgJHvBF_nNpo3ETPzwDICvyGVf79vzd-Gw/s1600/disney+land+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV0pR653sW-Pchh7mPjeB3S184BZD1XJN5eR-RhNV-bSnpuDB_2AytwMle6-zrbd1tsrRTlX3ypO-AtVBkECpgsAOG5QNWR2nFGEFez8N0vpDgJHvBF_nNpo3ETPzwDICvyGVf79vzd-Gw/s320/disney+land+038.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>Day 6-</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">We got up and Jason went to help his dad burn weeds on the ranch. I went over to Andrea's for some help on my craft blog. Then we headed back over to Gary and Annette's to let the kids play with their cousins. I started to pack stuff up and loaded the car. We said our goodbyes and left around 10:30 am. We arrived back in Battle Mountain around 3:00pm. The missionaries called and said they didn't have a dinner appointment, so we ended up feeding them. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had a great trip! I don't need to go back anytime soon though. Thanks to Andrea she helped us get one day of free tickets by volunteering and she got our rooms for $45 a night. She scored us some great deals! I was so impressed on how well <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Jaylee did both in the car and at theme park. </span><br />
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Now we are back on our regular schedules. I can't wait til summer vacation! </div><br />
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Where was I, oh yeah Easter! Jaylee was a lot of fun this year with the eggs. She was so cute to gather her eggs and put them in her basket! She loved the candy inside of them too! Brock was a little bummed that he didn't get the Poke Mon game for his DS that he told the Easter bunny the day before Easter! Dang Easter bunny you are suppose to have ESP! Maybe the Easter Bunny will be fired from our house! Ha, I could only wish. Brock got over the game and Jaylee just kept eating her jelly beans.<br />
My parents house is under construction in their kitchen area right now, so I offered to host Easter dinner! It was so yummy and I think everyone had a good time, except for the fight between my sister Mel and my brother! Is it only our family that has sibling fights when there is family gatherings? It always seems to happen with my siblings. I think that we are all spoiled brats! Anyway besides that everything went good and we ended the day with a gool ol' game of cards. <br />
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Here are so Easter pics!<br />
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I hope everyone had a great Easter and enjoyed the true meaning of it! I listened to conference, does that count?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brockhas been doing good in school! His reading blows my mind! He has turned into a FANTASTIC reader! He is getting ready to start baseball. He still enjoys playing any electronic game and hanging out with his friends. He just can' t understand why I don't let him play everyday after school. He is so excited that next week is our spring break and so am I. I am still having problems with him not back talking and crying over every little thing that he gets told no for. He thinks that he has the meanest parents in the world and he thinks that Grandma and Grandpa can fix everything. Oh well, someday he will look back and realize he didn't have it too bad! That's it for now, I am going to go and enjoy my spring break!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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We had a good turn out and all the kids had a good time! I can't believe that balloons can be so entertaining, especially ones that sing! The most interesting part was when some of the kids were outside playing and they got into a bucket of car oil that Jason had not got rid of yet! I was like great we invited friends over and they leave with oily clothes, shoes, and hair! It was quite humorous to some of the parents and I am not too sure what the others were thinking! Here are some pictures from the party!<br />
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<img align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-89828427218343258402010-03-10T10:19:00.000-08:002010-03-10T10:42:24.865-08:00Family happenings!A little about what has been going on with our family! <br /><br />Jason- He thinks that he can let his dog out and that he won't run out of our yard that is not completely fenced. We boy was he wrong. This has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">happened</span> several times and Rem has came back, but not Sunday morning. Rem got picked up and put in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doggie</span> jail! It was kinda sad, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">because</span> you can't get your animal out on the weekend. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Luckily</span> Rem only had to spend one night there. The positive side about this whole ordeal is that we saw a few puppies, like 7, that are up for adoption at the pound. We think that Rem needs a playmate, so that he doesn't get so lonely and whine <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">every time</span> we pull up to the house and don't let him in with us. So we will see what happens. Also Jason hurt his shoulder several weeks ago and he re-injured it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">again</span> last night at church basketball. I keep telling him that he needs to go to the doctor and he refuses. I don't know who is more stubborn him or I.<br /><br />Leslie- I started my new diet last week. I started the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hcg</span> diet. It is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">definitely</span> not the easiest diet, but I am seeing results. I have to give myself a shot everyday and eat only 500 calories. It has been kind of tough, but it will be worth it in the end. Since Sunday I have lost 5 1/2 pounds, so I am way excited! Wish me luck on this adventure!<br /><br />Brock- Brock has become a reading machine. He loves to read and take AR tests! Not this last weekend but the weekend before we were in Reno and Brock kept saying I need to get new shoes. Finally I took him to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Adidas</span> outlet and he picked out the ones he wanted. I had them measure his foot and he was right at the 1 1/2 mark. I felt so bad because the shoes he had on were a 13! I looked at him and asked if his shoes had been hurting his feet and he said that he just curls his toes up in them and wears them. Poor kid, I felt like I deserved the WORST mother of the year award! He is growing up so fast.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Jaylee</span>- She is so close to walking! Her first tooth finally poked through on the bottom. It still has came all the way up but I can see and feel it. She is such a little DRAMA queen! When she doesn't get her way or something is taken away from her that she isn't suppose to have, then she takes both her hands and places them on her face over her eyes and cheeks and cries. She also knows that if it is just Brock and her in a room that she can cry and get him in trouble even if he doesn't do anything to her. I am a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">afraid</span> that she might be a handful as she gets older. On the positive side she loves to walk around and hold onto everything. She cries when her dad or I leave the house, which makes me feel loved. She still is such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">smiley</span> girl and is so much fun to be around.<br /><br />Well that sums up things that have been going on around the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Jorgensen</span> house lately. I don't have my camera right now to post any pictures so sorry!<br /><p><br /><img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /></p>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-15420449393883428862010-02-23T13:45:00.000-08:002010-02-23T14:06:29.516-08:00Can I freeze time?<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEMHFhS5mf_afisFQcBlh4RzxthzRDIaAoOu5C8_nDb3ufaIjmjWXAEmFUAt40s-txfczt5CjxQKm7i6Q6t3qZaO20GkVk97hIUB8yw6M9d_NG7TGMuBz79ophCwJ0pQWaxePjNBWjcFf/s1600-h/jaylee+10+months.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441558815944658338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEMHFhS5mf_afisFQcBlh4RzxthzRDIaAoOu5C8_nDb3ufaIjmjWXAEmFUAt40s-txfczt5CjxQKm7i6Q6t3qZaO20GkVk97hIUB8yw6M9d_NG7TGMuBz79ophCwJ0pQWaxePjNBWjcFf/s320/jaylee+10+months.jpg" border="0" /></a> I can't believe that Jaylee is 11 months old today! It seems just like yesterday I had her. Where has the time gone? She is so fun to be around. She loves to go to her aunt Stephie's ball games to cheer and clap with the crowd. I decide to make Jaylee, Savannah, and my cousin Jaione (pronounced hi-o-knee) matching Longhorn shirts to wear to the games a couple of weeks ago! They looked so cute in them along with their matching bows. Sorry the next pic is blurry, I stole it off of my mom's face book page!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441563086899228098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiJfu2yZbTk6RX3TnJF60Ir8hqSqjahrOfBcOD1nv4xtFAM_TZAbaqfsvolXsh8Wja5rk8b_2cng-qxc75rHPLF7o50uWvgTbTw7p9v25rdpjpyqmKae1nATO52oEKynLQyLk-759Obl0Q/s320/longhorn+girls.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Jaylee still has no teeth, but we can feel and see them. i hope they start to come in soon, because we have been fighting the fever battle. It seems like since January, Jaylee and I have been sick and just can't seem to get over it completely. Jaylee sure has her mama's temper! When she doesn't like something she is sure to let you know! I am afraid that we might have a nudist on our hands. Jaylee hates to get dressed and especially get her diaper changed. Her newest thing is that she shakes her head NO at you while you change her diaper. She isn't walking by herself yet, but she walks around holding on to everything. She is usually a happy girl and loves to be around people. I can't believe in 4 weeks she will turn 1. I don't want her to grow up!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /><p><br /><br /></p></div></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-5218043620735886882010-02-16T16:18:00.000-08:002010-02-16T16:42:47.107-08:00Happy Valentine's!This year for Valentine's I was without my hubby again! I hate that he has to work on Valentine's! He was on night shift, so I did get to see him before he left. I took it upon myself to go to the grocery store to buy steaks! This is not always the easiest thing to buy, because I like sirloin and Jason likes rib eyes. He like the fattiest meat, where I prefer no fat. Anyway on with my story. I thought I would be nice to have dinner before Jason left for work. Little did he know that he would be involved with the cooking. I delegated him to cool the steaks while I prepared the rest of the meal. It turned out nice, but we were so rushed! So this is what our Valentine gifts consisted of.<br /><br /> These flowers were mine! Not both from Jason, my sweet sis Mel sent me some too!<br /><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiggWc4hFu4MpT1RWdI2YafIg5Pvk5krQ7NY4ufyBN4dba1CB-cyS8FARDL7Q8n1UIEXzm4qx1bcZEsXp6G3dnGePAtP8RwpRd40clILOLy7PKfvBY4pyBKv7EF19fmCixG-TUGj6yTjox8/s1600-h/valentines+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiggWc4hFu4MpT1RWdI2YafIg5Pvk5krQ7NY4ufyBN4dba1CB-cyS8FARDL7Q8n1UIEXzm4qx1bcZEsXp6G3dnGePAtP8RwpRd40clILOLy7PKfvBY4pyBKv7EF19fmCixG-TUGj6yTjox8/s320/valentines+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439001798211767522" border="0" /></a> We each got a singing balloon. Great minds think alike!</p><p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1j3ci_rblI5I26L7LoH9Mldf4yUP2l4pnRKiCUwq8YagM1cnqsMoNcchm38O4abC6NCU6VNBZikQktNWe91CDNSanXbLOvHPPhVV2n7-bSPRQdLdvfXycDbh2l6Av83BSsrSv4Y88smW/s1600-h/valentines+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1j3ci_rblI5I26L7LoH9Mldf4yUP2l4pnRKiCUwq8YagM1cnqsMoNcchm38O4abC6NCU6VNBZikQktNWe91CDNSanXbLOvHPPhVV2n7-bSPRQdLdvfXycDbh2l6Av83BSsrSv4Y88smW/s320/valentines+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439002337637677554" border="0" /></a></p><p> This is what I got Jason!<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-vQKBTUIp23YegnCOw6fr9cMlloCjDXz8ImlRMVv4UMAm1ROtdTA6rYlB_485K3cuDdUVlXse-pzINRCGRHb7FL2cMKGpJ3_qO9hpTfRbu_0oNthoky3M3VpWaCzOqSYUxNS8mwJSs4rv/s1600-h/valentines+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-vQKBTUIp23YegnCOw6fr9cMlloCjDXz8ImlRMVv4UMAm1ROtdTA6rYlB_485K3cuDdUVlXse-pzINRCGRHb7FL2cMKGpJ3_qO9hpTfRbu_0oNthoky3M3VpWaCzOqSYUxNS8mwJSs4rv/s320/valentines+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439003019691321218" border="0" /></a> Poo-Pourri<br />This stuff if the funniest thing! On the front it says, "Spritz the bowl before you go and no one else will ever know"! It even gets better, on the back it says, "There once was a young lad from Rhone whose odor he'd rather disown now he is taming his poo by anointing the loo and now happily sits on his throne! It then says, A blend of Natural Essential Oils create a barrier to embarrassing bathroom odors. Then the instructions say, To anoint: Shake well; lift throne (toilet) lid & seat, spray directly onto the surface water until covered (4-6 sprays). Proceed to use throne as usual. I was laughing so hard the first time I read this, but the amazing thing is that it really works! Hopefully you all have a sense of humor and are not disgusted after reading this! Happy Valentine's honey!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1j3ci_rblI5I26L7LoH9Mldf4yUP2l4pnRKiCUwq8YagM1cnqsMoNcchm38O4abC6NCU6VNBZikQktNWe91CDNSanXbLOvHPPhVV2n7-bSPRQdLdvfXycDbh2l6Av83BSsrSv4Y88smW/s1600-h/valentines+004.jpg"><img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /></a>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-90828779171399547432010-02-09T15:56:00.000-08:002010-02-09T16:48:10.236-08:00It's about time!I haven't blogged about my kid's in awhile do to my crafts being posted on here all the time, but I have fixed that problem! I have created a craft blog! Go <a href="http://nightowlcrafting.blogspot.com/">HERE</a> to view it! Anyway back to my kids!<br /><br />Brock- Brock<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRr7I7dJX09ntogw1bIin8jfm4F6EsZtIydKcRK0NktyyjyCni99PRbO7cuqKz2qnR4luDkYshw-73cSuLUtGTxrL2CTDSmZYUgz59l9MK3a-qKMfgr0UgE9OziDQKIkZ3Pb8KYGTChy08/s1600-h/brock's+room+and+remington+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRr7I7dJX09ntogw1bIin8jfm4F6EsZtIydKcRK0NktyyjyCni99PRbO7cuqKz2qnR4luDkYshw-73cSuLUtGTxrL2CTDSmZYUgz59l9MK3a-qKMfgr0UgE9OziDQKIkZ3Pb8KYGTChy08/s200/brock's+room+and+remington+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436409990978803602" border="0" /></a> is the best big brother! He is so good to Jaylee, most of the time. There are times he thinks it is funny to tease her. Brock is starting to read very well! It amazes me how fast they learn to read. He loves to play with his friends, sometimes a little too much. I have had to put restrictions on his playing time. He loves to play his DS, PS3, and the Wii. He is still very picky about what he eats. Still no meat! I hope he will out grow this soon. He just had another performance for Basque dancing in January and he is now waiting for baseball to start. He is excited that he doesn't have to play T-ball anymore!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jaylee- She is growing up so fast! She is completely weened and has done very well with it. She still has no teeth, but a big bump on the bottom. She loves to pull herself up onto things, especially things that she can push around while she walks. She isn't walking by herself yet, but I think if we practiced a little more with her she would. She isn't big into her baby food. She loves bananas, crackers, any type of potatoes, breads, and ice cream. She is wearing 9-12 month clothes. She seems so little to me, I think this is because Brock was such a big boy! Jaylee loves to dance! When music comes on she bends her knees up and down and shakes her butt. It cracks me up! She loves to cheer at the basketball games and clap her hands when everyone else does. She says mama, dada, bruber (brother), dog, and Mel. She loves to smile and is usually a happy baby. I couldn't resist this picture. She was so tired that she fell asleep while eating cheese stixs!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg4Tc3SOW1e1-zt8pGpMBBX_ET6LGZRBYsxFdi7Pcn1BNSihxbFtJiysNhbnlwhPkHFij3iTVQvdYJWMr9HDbpE20AfA38pgLtK5COJoLZ_BVWIOysA9gUitX5JdURTDbkr7kzcb1yGGM2/s1600-h/feb+decorations+and+jaylee+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg4Tc3SOW1e1-zt8pGpMBBX_ET6LGZRBYsxFdi7Pcn1BNSihxbFtJiysNhbnlwhPkHFij3iTVQvdYJWMr9HDbpE20AfA38pgLtK5COJoLZ_BVWIOysA9gUitX5JdURTDbkr7kzcb1yGGM2/s320/feb+decorations+and+jaylee+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408120370450498" border="0" /></a><br />Jason is ba<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFQ5gXjgQODK0Omis9R2qqUO-NMcjjD373FB4WJtd6bILxdsxmA381LYWX_k62BJ_N4ED3g_g9KstBIeHoGP3Kg8nSsZeDMp24AbJMCDpFfe14UhgZgQbPvmPahlT6W0NUT_XQ1jvgLgJ/s1600-h/feb+decorations+and+jaylee+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOFQ5gXjgQODK0Omis9R2qqUO-NMcjjD373FB4WJtd6bILxdsxmA381LYWX_k62BJ_N4ED3g_g9KstBIeHoGP3Kg8nSsZeDMp24AbJMCDpFfe14UhgZgQbPvmPahlT6W0NUT_XQ1jvgLgJ/s200/feb+decorations+and+jaylee+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436408807743564066" border="0" /></a>ck to work now! He has longer days and comes home really tired. We are thankful that he has a job. He is a great Dad and lately he has been a big help around the house! He even helped me fold the laundry Sunday night! He loves his new dog. He built a dog run and a dog house for Remington. He even had to paint and put shingles on it. I was dying at how much work he put into the dog house, but to top it off he wants vinyl on it that says "House of Remington". I seriously thought I was going to die laughing!<br /><br /><br />I decided to do our taxes this year with my MIL Annette's help. It was rather easy and I am glad that it is over. I was kind of bummed that we had to mail them in instead of e-filing. The reason was because we took the first time home buyer credit. We had to send in paperwork from the house to prove this. I guess I can't complain too much about mailing it, because if it is going to get us an extra $8,000 back then it is worth it! I have also been trying to keep the house clean and crafting, imagine that! I keep telling my family and friends that I need to check into craftaholics anonymous. I have a serious problem, but at least I can admit it. That is the first step when you have an addiction is to admit the problem. That is as far as it will probably go! I am counting the days down to spring break. I want the cold to go away!<br /><br /><img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><br /></p>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-11584549393729561582010-02-01T15:13:00.000-08:002010-02-01T15:18:19.173-08:00Valentine's heart!I made this cute heart a couple of weeks ago! I love it! It was so simple. I actually bought the wood already cut out and then I just painted it and added the wire. <br /><br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW6ZYB32sfBzm2tnTDCdJuI23sLSxumBC4tMKE7_44QTCdH_jjAvqwN5zhMWB28UZJNGOpK74SYY3UofvGLz0lJQhCEQsh0GMEJsV1fbbS2eSRJBXCgip5EtM3qMKI6qesaxMUPlUElv99/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW6ZYB32sfBzm2tnTDCdJuI23sLSxumBC4tMKE7_44QTCdH_jjAvqwN5zhMWB28UZJNGOpK74SYY3UofvGLz0lJQhCEQsh0GMEJsV1fbbS2eSRJBXCgip5EtM3qMKI6qesaxMUPlUElv99/s320/DSC02490.JPG' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.thegirlcreative.blogspot.com" target="_blank"><img alt="The Girl Creative" src="http://i456.photobucket.com/albums/qq286/happielife32/TGC_linkyparty.png" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><img style="border:0;" align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" /><br /></p><br /><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-76194398816734007592010-01-28T15:24:00.000-08:002010-01-30T18:39:54.231-08:00Meet the newest member of the family!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM749raLNyDST1svxyvI8mLPer8oIgJZO67RPb5kEz1XOdxi2t93_ngwBiwc9MUn7ejtOG2zBogScEQmUi0f70K36V7wSSJJvP-azH2qFMHB1g_6k4-KqjsYV6fF-SMbT_UVjVwlBCq1Xy/s1600-h/winter+decorations+032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM749raLNyDST1svxyvI8mLPer8oIgJZO67RPb5kEz1XOdxi2t93_ngwBiwc9MUn7ejtOG2zBogScEQmUi0f70K36V7wSSJJvP-azH2qFMHB1g_6k4-KqjsYV6fF-SMbT_UVjVwlBCq1Xy/s320/winter+decorations+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431952793642140210" /></a><br /><br />So this is what happens when I let Jason go to Alamo without me! He brings home a dog! For all of you that know me I am not an animal lover! I just can't stand taking care of them. I hate the hair, peeing and pooping wherever they please, the inconvenience of just leaving and not having to worry about them, things being chewed up, and the list goes on and on. Anyway not only did Jason bring a new puppy home, it has been living in my house. I told Jason I wasn't going to help out with him at all, but I can't bring myself to do it. Yes, I clean up dog pee and poop. I also feed it and take it out to go to the bathroom. I think I am the only one that isn't excited about the puppy, which by the way his name is Remington! Brock and Jaylee love the dog. Well Jaylee and Remington have a hate, love relationship. She chases him around and then when he nips at her she cries and we get him away from her and then she takes off after him again. Jaylee seems to think she can do what the dog does and vise versa. Jaylee eats the dog's food and Remington eats the food she drops on the floor for him. Remington thinks that Jaylee's car seat is his and Jaylee plays with the door on his kennel. Remington thinks that Jaylee's binki's are his along with the nipples on the bottles. They are so fun to watch. Brock is so good to help clean up Remington's messes and take him out to the bathroom. So I have lost the battle of not having a pet. I think I will survive, but I can't wait until his home is outside.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><img style="border:0;" align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" /><br /></p><br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-58693219937640278592010-01-28T15:17:00.000-08:002010-01-28T16:28:31.592-08:00More winter crafts!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2qnXTUwlVqzZeW-upk96L0z3yIrJd6L29JBPZWp0P7jfpjyK49z-7NAfXwci01eyYhYNI-M_ssja0Q9lV5UXoGEb-qKoBmwK8v4heAQUyXWMrC4TPnrUTRnjM6yALsAhQlhpswf0E29_1/s1600-h/winter+decorations+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2qnXTUwlVqzZeW-upk96L0z3yIrJd6L29JBPZWp0P7jfpjyK49z-7NAfXwci01eyYhYNI-M_ssja0Q9lV5UXoGEb-qKoBmwK8v4heAQUyXWMrC4TPnrUTRnjM6yALsAhQlhpswf0E29_1/s320/winter+decorations+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431951979366466338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgolal2vCgPHc-zhyphenhyphen7kDl76nFvETmI2GldeO_E0_1twqRyFwvsNxZF-b38Z5OURBOsJqV_w0NUoRyCotCM92iaGxwVmgNizAIt4H1NthmnevbH3HDl_Xk-OPN_a0wVLVTMwQjwViLrCh_cr/s1600-h/winter+decorations+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgolal2vCgPHc-zhyphenhyphen7kDl76nFvETmI2GldeO_E0_1twqRyFwvsNxZF-b38Z5OURBOsJqV_w0NUoRyCotCM92iaGxwVmgNizAIt4H1NthmnevbH3HDl_Xk-OPN_a0wVLVTMwQjwViLrCh_cr/s320/winter+decorations+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431951587688881954" /></a><br />Well as usual we have had a busy month! I have been crafting like crazy, but I forget to take pictures to show. I am putting all my winter crafts away and decided I wanted to share a few! My friend Sady decided that we didn't have enough to do, so she added another monthly project. Our new monthly project is a table runner for each month. Yes, we are insane! I love how the January one turned out! I am not sure if I want to put it away yet. Also for Christmas my mom gave me a cute wood craft to do that says "Winter". What a great mom I have! She always has anything I need to do my crafts. My favorite is that she has a vinyl machine that I take advantage of quite often. She also finds the cutest projects for me to do. Thanks mom for all your crafty ideas and supplies that you give me! <br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><img style="border:0;" align="center" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" /><br /></p><br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-2426924261648598612010-01-14T23:22:00.000-08:002010-01-14T23:34:42.793-08:00Valentine project!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51MZP5kfenLb4W4Ec_cuGikBf8RGep2ZjUh4E_2_8qn2IAsD_m7R7GzlDF3SoZkhByvM7Wl7R2peJfx_66B7ToLoaNLLIP2CvpuQh4NY56HD3QXDhEggykLQqgzo2XL5ubEI5JOvRZvzD/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426866201888768450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51MZP5kfenLb4W4Ec_cuGikBf8RGep2ZjUh4E_2_8qn2IAsD_m7R7GzlDF3SoZkhByvM7Wl7R2peJfx_66B7ToLoaNLLIP2CvpuQh4NY56HD3QXDhEggykLQqgzo2XL5ubEI5JOvRZvzD/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnjL_1FrjIO2-x1R3mv0M_G2KZFvpXD9gqeeQF6tRbg5Ecg94h6HA4U3nzHhaiGocHYnJU8CIpIHsIBwi3mIxeW18RqC7PU3FJpMypM4xAiJoXYI8V7nj9rTctr8uDKs0g9hatjMN3SBp/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426864808367060562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnjL_1FrjIO2-x1R3mv0M_G2KZFvpXD9gqeeQF6tRbg5Ecg94h6HA4U3nzHhaiGocHYnJU8CIpIHsIBwi3mIxeW18RqC7PU3FJpMypM4xAiJoXYI8V7nj9rTctr8uDKs0g9hatjMN3SBp/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><p>I saw these cute little frames today on someone's blog that I can't find now. I think that they turned out so cute! They were so easy to make and they weren't very expensive at all. I did XOXO and my brother's friend did LOVE!<br /><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /></p></div></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-24405707230882998372010-01-14T16:26:00.000-08:002010-01-14T16:29:25.612-08:00Snowflakes Cont....<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"> </div>So I actually was able to get some up close pictures of my January danglers and my Epsom salt snowman. I also wanted to show my blocks that say "Sleigh Ride" and my sign hanging on my front door! So here they are!!!! I also wanted to give a big Thank You to my SIL Andrea for helping put all these pictures into a collage! Anytime I have a blogging question she has the answer and if not she googles it! Thanks Andrea!!!!<br /><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGYDVLvdot8j9vi1n9hlTzyLOi3ztXTSRGHtNBk5Ye-PkQbO3jbf6J854gVJ8KUjIbUZvT41qzVUP9iR-hx7rCb7GQ2IlQAW2_YTtzUt8Zgln60DO6TnyctY1zJ3hiTK22MG81tFzkAGp/s1600-h/winter+decorations.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGYDVLvdot8j9vi1n9hlTzyLOi3ztXTSRGHtNBk5Ye-PkQbO3jbf6J854gVJ8KUjIbUZvT41qzVUP9iR-hx7rCb7GQ2IlQAW2_YTtzUt8Zgln60DO6TnyctY1zJ3hiTK22MG81tFzkAGp/s400/winter+decorations.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div> <p><br /><img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /></p><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-34207970419548214012010-01-13T10:11:00.001-08:002010-01-13T10:16:55.152-08:00Caution!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafLjfIwjKH0V8htf1VI6rSKzOFEdSPkEzxRAP6tPanzS4h5ipERtALB1AZj4TWTQGwwIlEyJqNdFATUJKqNJgxUYXj0AAtzWJs4DGjQLrEooyFMaNfSKYcJscGKTUGSUQ9lnhVk5LM_mj/s1600-h/winter+decorations+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafLjfIwjKH0V8htf1VI6rSKzOFEdSPkEzxRAP6tPanzS4h5ipERtALB1AZj4TWTQGwwIlEyJqNdFATUJKqNJgxUYXj0AAtzWJs4DGjQLrEooyFMaNfSKYcJscGKTUGSUQ9lnhVk5LM_mj/s320/winter+decorations+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426288963893404610" border="0" /></a><br />I am a big slacker and I keep forgetting to post about these cute little reindeer that I made for a few of our friends. I had so much fun making these! They were so easy and they didn't take long at all. I do have to warn you that when delivering don;t leave them in someone's truck. We did this with one of our friends and we didn't realize they were out of town and they exploded all over the truck. What great friends we are! Merry Christmas we killed the reindeer.<br /><p><br /><img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /></p>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-442859327963592373.post-66368348229936343672010-01-13T09:50:00.000-08:002010-01-13T10:17:55.577-08:00Snowflake Kisses!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl1Zk2_wcdqwCZTrUkGOePgkuY8uEIngqX5b8gYTmMGtH_e86kRBpYsR7QPZIIjr-nJDuohO0FDWm9hmAFzixtMA2oUnYhWp28Lkm44isuZAH2GFE-JGs6ERr5IwRZH6ipHeJLRn6Xa1dc/s1600-h/winter+decorations+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl1Zk2_wcdqwCZTrUkGOePgkuY8uEIngqX5b8gYTmMGtH_e86kRBpYsR7QPZIIjr-nJDuohO0FDWm9hmAFzixtMA2oUnYhWp28Lkm44isuZAH2GFE-JGs6ERr5IwRZH6ipHeJLRn6Xa1dc/s320/winter+decorations+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426286944459856402" border="0" /></a> I keep forgetting to post a picture of the cute calendar that my SIL Andrea gave me for Christmas! I am going to change out the paper each<br /> month! It is so cute!!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKqPxRSenbp6jA6Hjvqp-wE5Vt9of3uPo-TTP4ZWqF64t7UxJmKHWpKdyvyx1gI3hm7fC1JvyLtzJVO8D6LUYFtsy1YGl-0uUJ4kiPwffLCldhWWMOYTNva-EIBpXXOYmPBqd-koGOCyQ/s1600-h/winter+decorations+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKqPxRSenbp6jA6Hjvqp-wE5Vt9of3uPo-TTP4ZWqF64t7UxJmKHWpKdyvyx1gI3hm7fC1JvyLtzJVO8D6LUYFtsy1YGl-0uUJ4kiPwffLCldhWWMOYTNva-EIBpXXOYmPBqd-koGOCyQ/s320/winter+decorations+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426286501121671106" border="0" /></a>There are so many projects that I have been working on, but I forget to take pictures. I read on some one's blog that they decorated with Epsom salt for winter. I thought that was such a cute idea that I decided to use it while I decorated for winter. I have never decorated for winter before, but I thought I would decorate for January. I decided to decorate in snowflakes and snowmen. I also used blue (well actually more teal), red, and silver. I will post a few of my decorations, but it was dark when I took pictures so not all of them turned out. Hopefully I will remember to take some better ones tonight. I also keep putting off posting out our new little puppy, because he is black and every picture I have taken doesn't show him very well. Hopefully I will get better pictures soon.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd31ndDsKSAEDRpZaNNxsIbCPKY24C3-VS6CQ8tI6sEc7DYTCIj1Ai0penRLBzRDwdYyFO3OQMtbRrEfsulvFBiOc7dsn2OIZw0GU_4-lkh2BdmJWIUhgvB3PEA7gPSznmA1DrD9rwNb6v/s1600-h/brock's+room+and+remington+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd31ndDsKSAEDRpZaNNxsIbCPKY24C3-VS6CQ8tI6sEc7DYTCIj1Ai0penRLBzRDwdYyFO3OQMtbRrEfsulvFBiOc7dsn2OIZw0GU_4-lkh2BdmJWIUhgvB3PEA7gPSznmA1DrD9rwNb6v/s320/brock's+room+and+remington+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426284956425110338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKR1jqW57Y21cV-zv562zW5JbCjFgCKavWO-I3RhiWgOAxDSZUUpBQINE83SE9Kk8UL4kUBSwjafqJNxfZ1WMZeP_6bBhGiE-qUifGJGX9or2Z3sAbSEChL59EzLHrAwUuPv-DFmdKkbwR/s1600-h/winter+decorations+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKR1jqW57Y21cV-zv562zW5JbCjFgCKavWO-I3RhiWgOAxDSZUUpBQINE83SE9Kk8UL4kUBSwjafqJNxfZ1WMZeP_6bBhGiE-qUifGJGX9or2Z3sAbSEChL59EzLHrAwUuPv-DFmdKkbwR/s320/winter+decorations+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426286083836877090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><img style="border: 0pt none ;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/300/F2B957182054CDCE28273FD4CAC33190.png" align="center" /><br /></p>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17026438449329812261noreply@blogger.com2