<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397</id><updated>2012-01-26T23:00:56.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Jana</title><subtitle type='html'>Updates for those near and far, nothing too exciting or flashy, just thoughts from me...Jana!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>317</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5683097319337456724</id><published>2012-01-26T21:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:42:22.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Smuggler?</title><content type='html'>Here's the round basketball belly at 30 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lZC_Vj51O8/TyIamLUvoPI/AAAAAAAAEpo/0k1xRPfFfrc/s1600/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lZC_Vj51O8/TyIamLUvoPI/AAAAAAAAEpo/0k1xRPfFfrc/s400/DSC09991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702149321381617906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a conversation with a sweet, innocent 6th grade girl that went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th grader: "How much longer until you have your baby, Mrs. Keeley?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Keeley: "A little over 2 months."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th grader: "Oh...my sister is having a baby in 3 weeks and her belly is not near as big as yours..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shout-out to &lt;a href="http://partyof5.livejournal.com/"&gt;Aud&lt;/a&gt; for letting me borrow her cute maternity dress that I'm sporting in this pic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5683097319337456724?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5683097319337456724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5683097319337456724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5683097319337456724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5683097319337456724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2012/01/basketball-smuggler.html' title='Basketball Smuggler?'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lZC_Vj51O8/TyIamLUvoPI/AAAAAAAAEpo/0k1xRPfFfrc/s72-c/DSC09991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8895186789795338761</id><published>2012-01-21T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:39:02.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters and Such</title><content type='html'>I've totally crossed over to the dark side...I'm now that parent that posts video of their kid just playing...for 3 minutes.  I know...but feel free to click if you've got three minutes to spare and want to see Cade identifying the letters and making the sounds.  He LOVES to play with his magnetic letters.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3c97dd0c9c04e3a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3c97dd0c9c04e3a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E9C788F7F0A68B5ADF4341CB6505AA050B583D.7E292242AF15239E896287D94DA7AD0434393FCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3c97dd0c9c04e3a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTsKaHqLYZVp6MvI_KowJHzNrNyw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3c97dd0c9c04e3a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E9C788F7F0A68B5ADF4341CB6505AA050B583D.7E292242AF15239E896287D94DA7AD0434393FCE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3c97dd0c9c04e3a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTsKaHqLYZVp6MvI_KowJHzNrNyw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8895186789795338761?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8895186789795338761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8895186789795338761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8895186789795338761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8895186789795338761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2012/01/letters-and-such.html' title='Letters and Such'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1127015427023641756</id><published>2012-01-18T14:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:28:48.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Cribs</title><content type='html'>Two cribs.  That just freaks me out.  Our household will (very soon!) have TWO CRIBS.  Cade sleeps really well in his crib...he's no where near being ready for a bigger bed.  Not even the day bed version of the crib.  Nope.  If he had freedom to roam...he most definitely would roam...all night long.  So I set out to order the second crib...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4uMnQgjsZE/TxcxIHgKXPI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/YtWbAjls8XQ/s1600/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4uMnQgjsZE/TxcxIHgKXPI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/YtWbAjls8XQ/s400/crib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699077868983311602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for your first child, you order the nice sturdy, stylish crib from the baby store.  For your second child, you vow not to spend over $200 and shop around for the best deal.  I've been liking the Graco Lauren Crib in white (since we already have a black crib).  I ordered it online from Target on Sunday night.  $179 for the crib, $30 for shipping.  Mattress sold separately...$59.  Then I go to check crib mattresses online from Wal-Mart.  You know about my &lt;a href="http://www.justjanak.blogspot.com/2010/06/tell-me-why.html"&gt;love for Wal-Mart&lt;/a&gt;...right?  I know it's not as chic or hip to love Wal-Mart...far more acceptable to love Target.  But people...Wal-Mart is just so cheap.  "Save money...live better" is their tagline for crying outloud!  So I should not have been as shocked as I was to see they had the EXACT same crib for $175, $0.97 shipping, and mattress INCLUDED!  That's nearly 100 bucks worth of saving money and living better goin' on there.  I called the Target Customer Service line immediately to cancel my order with them.  I swear I reached "Peggy."  (You know, the guy from the credit card commercials who is hard to understand and TERRIBLE at customer service).        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLtfowUFyhM/Txc3i4vkOJI/AAAAAAAAEpc/q16j6nWoUsA/s1600/discover-peggy-russian-300x217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLtfowUFyhM/Txc3i4vkOJI/AAAAAAAAEpc/q16j6nWoUsA/s400/discover-peggy-russian-300x217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699084925947623570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell if this person was a "he" or a "she" due to their thick accent.  It took all I had not to ask to be transferred to another representative.  Canceling this order was a painful process that for some reason required me giving all of my payment info again...and half way through the conversation "Peggy" started refering to me as Lauren instead of Jana.  At one point I said, "My name is Jana and I'm trying to cancel the order for the Lauren crib...is that why you keep calling me Lauren?"  Geez.  "Peggy" said it was canceled and that I'd receive a confirmation email.  Yep, still waitin' on that email.  So now I'm just hopeful that by the end of next week we'll be a household of two cribs...and not three!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1127015427023641756?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1127015427023641756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1127015427023641756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1127015427023641756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1127015427023641756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2012/01/tale-of-two-cribs.html' title='A Tale of Two Cribs'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4uMnQgjsZE/TxcxIHgKXPI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/YtWbAjls8XQ/s72-c/crib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8138900714202091936</id><published>2012-01-15T15:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:44:55.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Gift Ever</title><content type='html'>The best gifts are always the cheapest...when you're dealing with kids anyway.  Cade's favorite?  The $5 foam letters and numbers for the bath tub.  Cade is OBSESSED with numbers and letters.  He loves to just thumb through them and say the letter and their sound outloud...over and over and over.  I've been trying to get him to put letter sounds together to make words...but we're just not ready for that yet.  &lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I've been so entertained by the "messages" on the shower wall from Matt and Cade that I had to snap a few pics.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuRCD2EVAhY/TxNF7zTKg5I/AAAAAAAAEpE/HCPxAV7fJ8M/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuRCD2EVAhY/TxNF7zTKg5I/AAAAAAAAEpE/HCPxAV7fJ8M/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697974847238996882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who doesn't need a little pick-me-up every now and then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZzl87sDoJM/TxNF7ZVDYiI/AAAAAAAAEo4/inJA3kSW2UU/s1600/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZzl87sDoJM/TxNF7ZVDYiI/AAAAAAAAEo4/inJA3kSW2UU/s400/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697974840267596322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to reciprocate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySR-dgjj2o/TxNF7NDkj0I/AAAAAAAAEos/BKX_VV69u1g/s1600/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySR-dgjj2o/TxNF7NDkj0I/AAAAAAAAEos/BKX_VV69u1g/s400/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697974836973047618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp6NpcPaeuI/TxNF6zedIKI/AAAAAAAAEog/zv9B-fAYSLo/s1600/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp6NpcPaeuI/TxNF6zedIKI/AAAAAAAAEog/zv9B-fAYSLo/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697974830106484898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I assumed that this message ended up missing a letter...or else it takes on a different tone entirely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dIifQugYE6c/TxNF6lFn8lI/AAAAAAAAEoU/TZNjxLNf8BA/s1600/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dIifQugYE6c/TxNF6lFn8lI/AAAAAAAAEoU/TZNjxLNf8BA/s400/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697974826244239954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8138900714202091936?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8138900714202091936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8138900714202091936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8138900714202091936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8138900714202091936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-gift-ever.html' title='Best Gift Ever'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuRCD2EVAhY/TxNF7zTKg5I/AAAAAAAAEpE/HCPxAV7fJ8M/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6175229958402076000</id><published>2012-01-02T20:48:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:33:32.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home For the Holidays</title><content type='html'>There's no place like The Bend for the holidays.  As long as our families are there, it will always seem like home.  Each year I appreciate our wonderful families more and more.  We had a great time relaxing, baking, playing games, staying up late, and just being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Halls were Decked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vu2PtXkRvT0/TwJwSU8kpOI/AAAAAAAAEj8/HpPKdcV1uRA/s1600/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vu2PtXkRvT0/TwJwSU8kpOI/AAAAAAAAEj8/HpPKdcV1uRA/s400/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693236339112453346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WvtH8Bm_Dn0/TwJwTDVgieI/AAAAAAAAEkI/LptL2K8tAZM/s1600/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WvtH8Bm_Dn0/TwJwTDVgieI/AAAAAAAAEkI/LptL2K8tAZM/s400/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693236351565072866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Barbie took forever to get ready...when we saw her we realized why.  She wasn't messing around this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PlL222Nsp6A/TwJucHNbKqI/AAAAAAAAEio/XOOE_H2vcCQ/s1600/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PlL222Nsp6A/TwJucHNbKqI/AAAAAAAAEio/XOOE_H2vcCQ/s400/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693234308200475298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93cb46S8e4M/TwJwT9HAVuI/AAAAAAAAEkg/o_LNdhhiMec/s1600/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-93cb46S8e4M/TwJwT9HAVuI/AAAAAAAAEkg/o_LNdhhiMec/s400/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693236367073498850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4n5Tyeg1gbE/TwJwTPZBcUI/AAAAAAAAEkU/NaS1sMseNtI/s1600/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4n5Tyeg1gbE/TwJwTPZBcUI/AAAAAAAAEkU/NaS1sMseNtI/s400/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693236354801037634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time!  This picture is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onFzx545ZLc/TwJvafj-BJI/AAAAAAAAEjA/_DiMDpSjiKQ/s1600/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onFzx545ZLc/TwJvafj-BJI/AAAAAAAAEjA/_DiMDpSjiKQ/s400/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693235379889374354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade was in heaven...so many presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYr_6yp1q5Y/TwJvbBjlDOI/AAAAAAAAEjY/KtpwPJy_m2o/s1600/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYr_6yp1q5Y/TwJvbBjlDOI/AAAAAAAAEjY/KtpwPJy_m2o/s400/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693235389014543586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYa5IN37lzs/TwJva5CBh2I/AAAAAAAAEjM/wtq3AUNpN5E/s1600/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYa5IN37lzs/TwJva5CBh2I/AAAAAAAAEjM/wtq3AUNpN5E/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693235386726319970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cowboys are loving being Cowboy parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHyo98V5oos/TwJwSAvNp1I/AAAAAAAAEjw/f_zLlx3N_ak/s1600/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHyo98V5oos/TwJwSAvNp1I/AAAAAAAAEjw/f_zLlx3N_ak/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693236333687711570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine pairs of boots received this Christmas.  I know, I know, horizontal stripes = big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGrjjXpoB3g/TwJvbs4ircI/AAAAAAAAEjk/0pQdWIspRW8/s1600/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGrjjXpoB3g/TwJvbs4ircI/AAAAAAAAEjk/0pQdWIspRW8/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693235400645193154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day Celebration at the Keeley's...mountains of presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYpkkPEBKpA/TwJxT3i9JKI/AAAAAAAAEks/jgxo_4JXRE0/s1600/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYpkkPEBKpA/TwJxT3i9JKI/AAAAAAAAEks/jgxo_4JXRE0/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237465091744930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy peaking out from behind her pile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ibkVXw-Zg/TwJxUHsd_PI/AAAAAAAAEk4/WTyg_pRc_nk/s1600/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ibkVXw-Zg/TwJxUHsd_PI/AAAAAAAAEk4/WTyg_pRc_nk/s400/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237469426613490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some assembly was required this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxdQ-ko_nWc/TwJxVfX3B3I/AAAAAAAAElc/jTs6r9r4fT4/s1600/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxdQ-ko_nWc/TwJxVfX3B3I/AAAAAAAAElc/jTs6r9r4fT4/s400/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237492962494322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade loves his new slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lo-hxLWFFzI/TwJxU0hEMJI/AAAAAAAAElQ/APHvX7cWByA/s1600/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lo-hxLWFFzI/TwJxU0hEMJI/AAAAAAAAElQ/APHvX7cWByA/s400/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237481458380946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lukas and Cade love their zoo animals from Grandpa Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM4bStJbVsM/TwJxUmvql-I/AAAAAAAAElA/I8Af1EhW7ZE/s1600/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM4bStJbVsM/TwJxUmvql-I/AAAAAAAAElA/I8Af1EhW7ZE/s400/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237477761521634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy's Masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeOvm0DKLYo/TwJyUSLbwLI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/h4UpyzQAei4/s1600/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeOvm0DKLYo/TwJyUSLbwLI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/h4UpyzQAei4/s400/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693238571752472754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Dinner Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHZHamvHtjQ/TwJyT6yhKAI/AAAAAAAAEmA/WCQi0FIZpXo/s1600/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHZHamvHtjQ/TwJyT6yhKAI/AAAAAAAAEmA/WCQi0FIZpXo/s400/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693238565473953794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the loot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVzuQM7F2pk/TwJyTnUBjOI/AAAAAAAAEl0/4a_-Z32On5g/s1600/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVzuQM7F2pk/TwJyTnUBjOI/AAAAAAAAEl0/4a_-Z32On5g/s400/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693238560245779682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR8xYcPJ8ZU/TwJyTY345QI/AAAAAAAAElo/6PkX2yISCmY/s1600/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR8xYcPJ8ZU/TwJyTY345QI/AAAAAAAAElo/6PkX2yISCmY/s400/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693238556369675522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two for the price of one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6rXPxadlG4/TwJtc2HOQGI/AAAAAAAAEg8/ToAnVMEdKPc/s1600/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6rXPxadlG4/TwJtc2HOQGI/AAAAAAAAEg8/ToAnVMEdKPc/s400/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693233221279301730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade and I spent about 10 days in The Bend.  Don't worry.  We took several "field trips" to keep ourselves entertained.  And everyone got in on the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drZ5zKGbyqw/TwJtePkrkPI/AAAAAAAAEho/zO0THSMgD40/s1600/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drZ5zKGbyqw/TwJtePkrkPI/AAAAAAAAEho/zO0THSMgD40/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693233245293613298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kizzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGW_UYRLaao/TwJtdZ5fI5I/AAAAAAAAEhU/7yO9KeVRK90/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGW_UYRLaao/TwJtdZ5fI5I/AAAAAAAAEhU/7yO9KeVRK90/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693233230885364626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Gentry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ClZUmlOa_k0/TwJubJTwDDI/AAAAAAAAEiM/6pM8JqbuVps/s1600/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ClZUmlOa_k0/TwJubJTwDDI/AAAAAAAAEiM/6pM8JqbuVps/s400/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693234291584011314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GnuexUPlA0/TwJuaz2Fg9I/AAAAAAAAEiE/O_7Jta8HCJQ/s1600/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GnuexUPlA0/TwJuaz2Fg9I/AAAAAAAAEiE/O_7Jta8HCJQ/s400/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693234285822444498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next field trip was to the movie theater.  Cade has never been to a movie before so this was more of an experiment.  We were prepared for this to be a difficult mission.  We took two cars and were armed with loads of snacks.  Cade saw about an hour and 10 minutes of the Chipmunk movie before he asked to go home.  He just didn't want to sit anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6rcMtqwNWbo/TwJzjnQ1z9I/AAAAAAAAEnM/Y40Kf5F_FoQ/s1600/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6rcMtqwNWbo/TwJzjnQ1z9I/AAAAAAAAEnM/Y40Kf5F_FoQ/s400/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693239934621962194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we didn't make it to the end, I considered this a successful mission.  But it will probably be awhile before we attempt an encore performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz32eDwoYws/TwJzj7XRWgI/AAAAAAAAEnY/n9wT9ZQcPKM/s1600/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz32eDwoYws/TwJzj7XRWgI/AAAAAAAAEnY/n9wT9ZQcPKM/s400/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693239940017641986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade loves his Papa.  They really bonded during our time in The Bend between their wagon rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8UxxHJOOYo/TwJzi54cDZI/AAAAAAAAEnA/n1iBgVDPYwU/s1600/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8UxxHJOOYo/TwJzi54cDZI/AAAAAAAAEnA/n1iBgVDPYwU/s400/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693239922440015250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being card partners on game night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYlkPJNIcXg/TwJziBgNN0I/AAAAAAAAEmo/ksLS9_G36F8/s1600/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYlkPJNIcXg/TwJziBgNN0I/AAAAAAAAEmo/ksLS9_G36F8/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693239907305994050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2ToKHJrHFs/TwJzifMe0_I/AAAAAAAAEm0/jBbI71nWXjA/s1600/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2ToKHJrHFs/TwJzifMe0_I/AAAAAAAAEm0/jBbI71nWXjA/s400/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693239915276325874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being red necks together.  Both of Cade's grandpas are trying to get him into hunting...reminder...he's one and a half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHa5pkk5qhs/TwJ0PBJXoMI/AAAAAAAAEoI/XrAvvYDWTW4/s1600/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHa5pkk5qhs/TwJ0PBJXoMI/AAAAAAAAEoI/XrAvvYDWTW4/s400/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693240680304320706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...our exotic New Year's Eve...at the Tabor Tournament in Hillsboro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD5b89vgbxI/TwJ0O5dnKkI/AAAAAAAAEn4/OqkKlEEr8Rc/s1600/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD5b89vgbxI/TwJ0O5dnKkI/AAAAAAAAEn4/OqkKlEEr8Rc/s400/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693240678241741378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home just in time to drink some sparkling grape juice and have some homemade mac and cheese as we rung in the New Year.  We let Cade stay up til one.  We're such pushovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XqSn7agx5Q/TwJ0OfwvvjI/AAAAAAAAEnw/5DJfSVgXdO0/s1600/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XqSn7agx5Q/TwJ0OfwvvjI/AAAAAAAAEnw/5DJfSVgXdO0/s400/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693240671342673458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good things must come to an end.  The best Christmas break ever comes to a close.  The house is clean, the laundry is done, back to work I must go.  Our Christmas decorations are still up, however.  I'm waiting for MLK day off from school to tackle that one.  Heck, to go to that much work you might as well leave them up as long as possible!  My favorite Christmas decor this year?  Our impromtu corner cabinet of Christmas cards.  I LOVE getting Christmas cards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WghEhRIS2-s/TwJ0OahyUpI/AAAAAAAAEnk/NdPBXKwzcQQ/s1600/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WghEhRIS2-s/TwJ0OahyUpI/AAAAAAAAEnk/NdPBXKwzcQQ/s400/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693240669937750674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've made it this far into this crazy long post, you must be a great friend.  Or related to me.  Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday and got to spend it with family and friends.  And remember, Jesus is the reason for the season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6175229958402076000?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6175229958402076000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6175229958402076000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6175229958402076000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6175229958402076000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home For the Holidays'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vu2PtXkRvT0/TwJwSU8kpOI/AAAAAAAAEj8/HpPKdcV1uRA/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5127455758305028397</id><published>2011-12-20T18:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:11:19.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake Street Christmas</title><content type='html'>We've already had our first round of opening Christmas gifts before we leave for GB.  Let's call this "Blake Street Christmas" as we'll also have a "Zarah Drive Christmas" and a "Westridge Drive Christmas."  We just had a few to open amongst the three of us so we just woke up one morning and did it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTkW0Xz_ao/TvElWcmsnHI/AAAAAAAAEgI/g0kqDv_EG3Y/s1600/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTkW0Xz_ao/TvElWcmsnHI/AAAAAAAAEgI/g0kqDv_EG3Y/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368871911496818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters and numbers for more educational bath times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiwTJjDgCN0/TvElW7RSIsI/AAAAAAAAEgU/it3pUzJcKB8/s1600/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiwTJjDgCN0/TvElW7RSIsI/AAAAAAAAEgU/it3pUzJcKB8/s400/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368880143180482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus with legos inside as we LOVE buses right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDfkn0hXoxE/TvElWKr5V0I/AAAAAAAAEf8/ljWBbQqh3ow/s1600/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDfkn0hXoxE/TvElWKr5V0I/AAAAAAAAEf8/ljWBbQqh3ow/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368867101464386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...my Black Friday purchase...a kitchen for Cade to cook while I'm cooking in the kitchen.  He LOVES it.  My family gave me a hard time about it being a girly gift.  Hello, I'm a FACS teacher.  I teach plenty of boys to cook.  It's called a Life Skill, people.  All people have kitchens in their homes.  Boys and girls, men and women.  And imaginary play is very important.  So there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTkciwyw14w/TvElVa1VfDI/AAAAAAAAEfw/e4hSDW5Tpo8/s1600/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTkciwyw14w/TvElVa1VfDI/AAAAAAAAEfw/e4hSDW5Tpo8/s400/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368854256155698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and Cade got a new plate.  And although it is a Cars theme, he was still less than thrilled to unwrap a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vMniiN91_U/TvElz75zswI/AAAAAAAAEgw/MVvz24aI388/s1600/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vMniiN91_U/TvElz75zswI/AAAAAAAAEgw/MVvz24aI388/s400/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688369378529358594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the baby received some gifts.  Cade got her a "Little Sister" outfit and we got some pieces of the bedding.  Oh yes, and it's looking pretty official that she'll be named Reese.  We've always loved that name for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy79tszvDq4/TvElVOokSDI/AAAAAAAAEfk/xIZCvy_yF7c/s1600/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy79tszvDq4/TvElVOokSDI/AAAAAAAAEfk/xIZCvy_yF7c/s400/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368850981374002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're old when one of your most anticipated gifts is a sauce pan that strains!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAIM38EAxG8/TvElzlqhayI/AAAAAAAAEgk/S-MMz6DMKmc/s1600/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAIM38EAxG8/TvElzlqhayI/AAAAAAAAEgk/S-MMz6DMKmc/s400/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688369372559665954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the celebrations coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5127455758305028397?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5127455758305028397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5127455758305028397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5127455758305028397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5127455758305028397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/blake-street-christmas.html' title='Blake Street Christmas'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTkW0Xz_ao/TvElWcmsnHI/AAAAAAAAEgI/g0kqDv_EG3Y/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-81647217277009096</id><published>2011-12-20T18:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T10:52:39.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Festivities</title><content type='html'>So I was a bit confused about how the "Surprise" Date Night was going to work.  When your husband says you're going out on a date, I mean, you just assume it's going to be just the two of you.  Right?  So when Matt said, "You know it won't be just the two of us on this date..." I was a bit confused.  No, how would I know that?  Several of his guy friends pooled together to do dinner on the plaza with their wives/significant others followed by a limo ride to look at lights.  It was a fun surprise despite the rain!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHVbIVMqt_Q/TvEj8UyojSI/AAAAAAAAEfY/-Av2FiD1i3U/s1600/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHVbIVMqt_Q/TvEj8UyojSI/AAAAAAAAEfY/-Av2FiD1i3U/s400/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688367323625852194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang.  These guys pulled off a great evening...and even had some sparkling grape juice for me to drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aF7JhG60aZU/TvEj8H-3XWI/AAAAAAAAEfM/WNhpEiLdMbQ/s1600/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aF7JhG60aZU/TvEj8H-3XWI/AAAAAAAAEfM/WNhpEiLdMbQ/s400/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688367320187493730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other Christmas festivities, we hosted our church small group Christmas party at our house with Chinese food and some games.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkrzWGvCRrw/TvEji3YF4GI/AAAAAAAAEfA/qmg6YOqVbnw/s1600/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkrzWGvCRrw/TvEji3YF4GI/AAAAAAAAEfA/qmg6YOqVbnw/s400/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366886233170018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I had to duel each other in the game...and of course...I wore my Christmas jumper for this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RLXP5N_bts4/TvEjikkZMmI/AAAAAAAAEe0/h0zSBU5FYqI/s1600/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RLXP5N_bts4/TvEjikkZMmI/AAAAAAAAEe0/h0zSBU5FYqI/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366881184494178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell what's going on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnXvHIQAxGg/TvEjhsTUzyI/AAAAAAAAEes/iD6X3AqzQd0/s1600/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnXvHIQAxGg/TvEjhsTUzyI/AAAAAAAAEes/iD6X3AqzQd0/s400/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366866080517922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bui7izJu7vw/TvEjhfkP2OI/AAAAAAAAEeY/dcGnuWU3pco/s1600/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bui7izJu7vw/TvEjhfkP2OI/AAAAAAAAEeY/dcGnuWU3pco/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366862661834978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off the evening with a few rounds of the Newly Wed Game.  Matt and I are always terrible at the Newly Wed game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prgR-9QLFfc/TvEjhD-ABjI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/d4LIafn1cjc/s1600/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prgR-9QLFfc/TvEjhD-ABjI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/d4LIafn1cjc/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366855253657138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a wonderful group of friends from church and I'm so glad we have this group to share life (and Christmas festivities) with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-81647217277009096?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/81647217277009096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=81647217277009096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/81647217277009096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/81647217277009096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-festivities.html' title='Christmas Festivities'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHVbIVMqt_Q/TvEj8UyojSI/AAAAAAAAEfY/-Av2FiD1i3U/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7476616317895581325</id><published>2011-12-20T17:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T10:30:10.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cade's Visit to Santa...</title><content type='html'>...where we didn't actually meet Santa.  The &lt;a href="http://heinefamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heine's&lt;/a&gt; always know about fun and exciting things to do in KC and clued us in on how fun it is to go to Crown Center to see Santa!  We joined them for a LONG line into the play place.  Cade was definitely wearing down by the end of the line.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu3umCfl3Cc/TvEiLvsHqjI/AAAAAAAAEds/uqhcx9Siaog/s1600/DSC09984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu3umCfl3Cc/TvEiLvsHqjI/AAAAAAAAEds/uqhcx9Siaog/s400/DSC09984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365389521070642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once we got inside...he was good to go!  He loved running around and playing on the slides and with the funny mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_Mdl34gS9Y/TvEg0AKG7UI/AAAAAAAAEcY/nDgth2KTIEU/s1600/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_Mdl34gS9Y/TvEg0AKG7UI/AAAAAAAAEcY/nDgth2KTIEU/s400/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688363882113330498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LD8tAE4JfQ/TvEiMBccNXI/AAAAAAAAEeE/4t325Zxis98/s1600/DSC09993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LD8tAE4JfQ/TvEiMBccNXI/AAAAAAAAEeE/4t325Zxis98/s400/DSC09993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365394287146354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfomNuwoGU0/TvEiL0nbe0I/AAAAAAAAEd4/VO_ly_JRa_s/s1600/DSC09995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfomNuwoGU0/TvEiL0nbe0I/AAAAAAAAEd4/VO_ly_JRa_s/s400/DSC09995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365390843575106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this was the only Santa we had an up-close encounter with.  Not because Cade was afraid...but because he refused to get back in the line for Santa after playing in the play area.  Yep, there was the huge line, then the play area, then ANOTHER line (significantly shorter but Cade still wasn't having it) to meet Santa.  I was completely worn down from fighting Cade in the first line so I was content to let him just keep playing and then be done.  Without officially meeting Santa.  So any other day besides when Santa's around, I'm sure you can just walk in and play at Crayola Land.  We'll have to just try that next time!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfYNf2JcEh4/TvEiK1R26VI/AAAAAAAAEdg/ntEAQOd50XM/s1600/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfYNf2JcEh4/TvEiK1R26VI/AAAAAAAAEdg/ntEAQOd50XM/s400/DSC09987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365373841664338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we didn't meet Santa, we still had a great time walking around Crown Center and enjoyed our first trip to Fritz's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pMnxOcaqGM/TvEiKiLVvfI/AAAAAAAAEdU/Xi-Gub0btH4/s1600/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pMnxOcaqGM/TvEiKiLVvfI/AAAAAAAAEdU/Xi-Gub0btH4/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365368714051058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a train-themed restaurant where the train brings you your food!  And you get this super-cool train conductor hat!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BanLQfrEtPg/TvEg1VNl9kI/AAAAAAAAEdI/1grsLHJlqKQ/s1600/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BanLQfrEtPg/TvEg1VNl9kI/AAAAAAAAEdI/1grsLHJlqKQ/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688363904944961090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Cade did not really enjoy wearing the hat, he did like watching the trains move on the tracks at the restaurant delivering food to people.  And any restaurant that serves hotdogs and fries is fine by him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHydLZY2Hu4/TvEg1ML3ivI/AAAAAAAAEc8/NHCzQe1iFYM/s1600/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHydLZY2Hu4/TvEg1ML3ivI/AAAAAAAAEc8/NHCzQe1iFYM/s400/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688363902521805554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JtIYcMaB6CE/TvEg0s9QTUI/AAAAAAAAEcw/O65DzJUgOEg/s1600/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JtIYcMaB6CE/TvEg0s9QTUI/AAAAAAAAEcw/O65DzJUgOEg/s400/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688363894139014466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we really enjoyed the outing and appreciate the Heine's, yet again, helping us take advantage of all that there is to do in KC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7476616317895581325?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7476616317895581325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7476616317895581325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7476616317895581325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7476616317895581325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/cades-visit-to-santa.html' title='Cade&apos;s Visit to Santa...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu3umCfl3Cc/TvEiLvsHqjI/AAAAAAAAEds/uqhcx9Siaog/s72-c/DSC09984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-9082760208469199132</id><published>2011-12-17T14:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:39:52.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Friends!</title><content type='html'>In a continued effort to meet my goal of 5 posts in December, I will now blog some mediocre pictures that I took while having a far better than mediocre time catching up with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;DeAnna&lt;/a&gt; came over to play with Cade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awUVN_y92eA/Tuz4bMT8GdI/AAAAAAAAEcM/pvIJp7zBJMA/s1600/DSC09971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awUVN_y92eA/Tuz4bMT8GdI/AAAAAAAAEcM/pvIJp7zBJMA/s400/DSC09971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687193575507106258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eat some Dairy Free Stuffed Shells (recipe from &lt;a href="http://climbinggriermountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren's blog&lt;/a&gt;).  Shells were okay.  I feel like anything J &amp; TW make is better than whatever we eat when they come to my house...but maybe it's just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oz-eAjatlsw/Tuz4amFoP7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/65ITcI7946E/s1600/DSC09973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oz-eAjatlsw/Tuz4amFoP7I/AAAAAAAAEcA/65ITcI7946E/s400/DSC09973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687193565246537650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent an evening with the Harwood's and got to meet their two-week old baby boy, Rivers.  Jason and Stephanie moved to Seattle in 2007 so we feel lucky that we do get to reunite with them every Christmas when they make their annual trip to Kansas!  We went to visit them when they first moved out there, &lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-travels.html"&gt;remember&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6H4tyg26-k/Tuz4aVvtEJI/AAAAAAAAEb0/zg3Y1riTkVs/s1600/DSC09979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6H4tyg26-k/Tuz4aVvtEJI/AAAAAAAAEb0/zg3Y1riTkVs/s400/DSC09979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687193560859611282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade enjoyed getting to play with the Harwood cousins while we were there.  They have the ultimate "grandparent house" as they have every toy imaginable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hYxKhbZlc8/Tuz4ZyleInI/AAAAAAAAEbo/7qAO9C6QXrY/s1600/DSC09980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hYxKhbZlc8/Tuz4ZyleInI/AAAAAAAAEbo/7qAO9C6QXrY/s400/DSC09980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687193551421448818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy also popped into town for the night to catch up and do some coloring with the Cade man.  Thanks for taking a break from your fast-paced college life to enjoy a peaceful Friday night with Cade and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnGaHa4-N-8/Tuz4ZquPe8I/AAAAAAAAEbc/E3IvgjaiOX4/s1600/DSC09981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnGaHa4-N-8/Tuz4ZquPe8I/AAAAAAAAEbc/E3IvgjaiOX4/s400/DSC09981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687193549310753730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over-joyed that Monday will come...and my alarm will not be going off at 6AM.  Glorious.  Very excited about what the next few days hold.  A trip to Crown Center to see Santa, our church group Christmas party, a playdate with some friends on Monday, oh, and Matt has a "surprise" date night planned before we head to GB on Wednesday for Christmas.  Surely I can squeeze out another post from all that fun stuff?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-9082760208469199132?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/9082760208469199132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=9082760208469199132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/9082760208469199132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/9082760208469199132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-friends.html' title='Welcome, Friends!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awUVN_y92eA/Tuz4bMT8GdI/AAAAAAAAEcM/pvIJp7zBJMA/s72-c/DSC09971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2980435752967480918</id><published>2011-12-11T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:12:15.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by 8th Graders</title><content type='html'>Every semester my 8th grade FACS students participate in the MTMS Dessert Challenge.  For this "challenge" they get to pick out their own recipes (in groups of 4) and make them for a panel of judges (other teachers and principals).  It's fun to watch them take such pride in making pies from scratch or creating a multi-layer cake.  Grocery shopping for this event is a nightmare, but I usually do walk away with a few recipes I'd like to try again myself.  This year's winner...Oreo Balls...from a group of 4 boys.  I've never attempted to make cake balls...I hear it's quite complex.  I had one (advanced) group of girls venture to make cake balls from a cake they made from scratch.  This resulted in their group (and me) staying after school until 4:30 one day.  And actually, their cake balls were quite ugly.  The boys on the other hand, easily finished within the 44 minute class period.  And they were good.  I attempted to make the recipe for our staff cookie exchange.  Don't tell anyone...but the boys' turned out much prettier than mine.  But they do taste great!  And they were considerably easier than other cake ball recipes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrape off icing from a pack of oreos.  Mix the icing with a package of cream cheese until fluffy and crush up the cookies in a ziploc bag.  (Crush them up until they are crumbs.  I left mine as chunky pieces and I regret it).  Mix in the crumbs with the fluffy icing/cream cheese mixture and shape into balls.  Chill them in the fridge for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Dgjg6jTQbU/TuU0n3oO5xI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/0FtsVE1m4W4/s1600/DSC09963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Dgjg6jTQbU/TuU0n3oO5xI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/0FtsVE1m4W4/s400/DSC09963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685007964177360658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dip in almond bark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcJ0soN9o5U/TuU0nQFenBI/AAAAAAAAEbE/i26F5ERcGSY/s1600/DSC09967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcJ0soN9o5U/TuU0nQFenBI/AAAAAAAAEbE/i26F5ERcGSY/s400/DSC09967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685007953562606610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dipping was difficult.  There had to have been an easier way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRhmvXxdcU/TuU0m66btXI/AAAAAAAAEa4/iIeyeqn8cAI/s1600/DSC09968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgRhmvXxdcU/TuU0m66btXI/AAAAAAAAEa4/iIeyeqn8cAI/s400/DSC09968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685007947879134578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the fridge until ready to serve.  Perhaps I need to ask the 8th grade boys for some tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFxJQHVRkLg/TuU0mgg4z1I/AAAAAAAAEas/338AxYu1fVY/s1600/DSC09962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFxJQHVRkLg/TuU0mgg4z1I/AAAAAAAAEas/338AxYu1fVY/s400/DSC09962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685007940792667986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the &lt;a href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,1731,133178-252199,00.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; at cooks.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2980435752967480918?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2980435752967480918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2980435752967480918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2980435752967480918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2980435752967480918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/inspired-by-8th-graders.html' title='Inspired by 8th Graders'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Dgjg6jTQbU/TuU0n3oO5xI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/0FtsVE1m4W4/s72-c/DSC09963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7816947077083956147</id><published>2011-12-08T21:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:28:49.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake It Cade</title><content type='html'>Just some random video to spice up your week.  Ignore the fact that my child is topless...and it is winter.  Must have been a messy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b0dc7d187d51fcb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b0dc7d187d51fcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D348D5D203225730C569C4F1CAE8AA26803E20720.6DEBBF8A742F244F5AC0F21373ECB7522DDE3C68%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b0dc7d187d51fcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzYkaiZQo9aFVJ1IhuDDJLm-HMPg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b0dc7d187d51fcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D348D5D203225730C569C4F1CAE8AA26803E20720.6DEBBF8A742F244F5AC0F21373ECB7522DDE3C68%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b0dc7d187d51fcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzYkaiZQo9aFVJ1IhuDDJLm-HMPg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really Cade's only acknowledgement that he will be a big brother...recognizing the "baby" stocking.  Other than that, he's straight up in denial.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-301ac8351d20f289" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D301ac8351d20f289%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5281422789D0D8C8335EFAD298FF8F6714E32329.1FB86DE653628ED1203868341BC724CEE8D54840%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D301ac8351d20f289%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgnhL472jhV8-KtIs1MF73WIzDKU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D301ac8351d20f289%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5281422789D0D8C8335EFAD298FF8F6714E32329.1FB86DE653628ED1203868341BC724CEE8D54840%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D301ac8351d20f289%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgnhL472jhV8-KtIs1MF73WIzDKU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7816947077083956147?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7816947077083956147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7816947077083956147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7816947077083956147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7816947077083956147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/shake-it-cade.html' title='Shake It Cade'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6848247915714191483</id><published>2011-12-08T21:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:24:33.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>It's always so fun to get together with my pretty friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIJ65HhbzE/TuF76dhz5tI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/8T8KXPVjC3c/s1600/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIJ65HhbzE/TuF76dhz5tI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/8T8KXPVjC3c/s400/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960449007347410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo_osdOaX-I/TuF76CYoOjI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pWv4iJXDavk/s1600/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo_osdOaX-I/TuF76CYoOjI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pWv4iJXDavk/s400/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960441721076274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACS Teacher Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtqbYezFX4I/TuF750TRvSI/AAAAAAAAEZk/0plAV1_lTLI/s1600/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtqbYezFX4I/TuF750TRvSI/AAAAAAAAEZk/0plAV1_lTLI/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960437940534562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perksspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kinley Jo &lt;/a&gt;fit right in with the bunch!  She's ready to be a regular Wednesday night attender.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohKllhw4u-A/TuF77LWsiwI/AAAAAAAAEaI/DYorgMhxyvo/s1600/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohKllhw4u-A/TuF77LWsiwI/AAAAAAAAEaI/DYorgMhxyvo/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960461308758786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year our annual G-Phi cookie exchange became a scarf exchange.  As a whole, we're much better at picking out cute scarves than baking fancy cookies.  It was a great idea and I ended up with a super-cute scarf from Kaitlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLrL5YCLf34/TuF8GPUlJnI/AAAAAAAAEag/wr97rYFNyYw/s1600/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLrL5YCLf34/TuF8GPUlJnI/AAAAAAAAEag/wr97rYFNyYw/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960651352188530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you should probably head over to &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie's&lt;/a&gt; blog for a far more hip and clever recap of the night.  What can I say?  She's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQEyuHd4kuw/TuF77lZkVPI/AAAAAAAAEaU/Cvzt8OapjDE/s1600/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oQEyuHd4kuw/TuF77lZkVPI/AAAAAAAAEaU/Cvzt8OapjDE/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683960468300125426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had too much fun socializing with everyone (and drinking about 15 cups of Kelly's cider) to take more pics I guess!  Thanks, Kel, for hosting the fabulous evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6848247915714191483?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6848247915714191483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6848247915714191483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6848247915714191483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6848247915714191483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrIJ65HhbzE/TuF76dhz5tI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/8T8KXPVjC3c/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6200035085904093847</id><published>2011-12-08T20:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:05:31.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Timberwolf Spirit!</title><content type='html'>Nothing like a tacky Christmas sweater party with co-workers to celebrate the season!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I didn't mess around with my attire.  I borrowed a festive Christmas JUMPER that had been retired from my mom's extensive Christmas collection.  And Cade is modeling his monkey hat knitted by my Grandmama.  He LOVES to wear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIvrvo4myZc/TuF4nw2RyWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/lkL6YFV71W0/s1600/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIvrvo4myZc/TuF4nw2RyWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/lkL6YFV71W0/s400/DSC09991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683956829241067874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun-filled evening at Emily's house complete with a BBQ dinner and white elephant gift exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZD2KxitAc/TuF4mhickDI/AAAAAAAAEZM/42WHXDW4dHc/s1600/DSC09994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZD2KxitAc/TuF4mhickDI/AAAAAAAAEZM/42WHXDW4dHc/s400/DSC09994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683956807951487026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone showed their Christmas spirit with excellent outfits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMQUpfHs34E/TuF4mZP2DgI/AAAAAAAAEZA/wijf-eRzLjU/s1600/DSC09993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMQUpfHs34E/TuF4mZP2DgI/AAAAAAAAEZA/wijf-eRzLjU/s400/DSC09993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683956805725982210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to brag a little, my jumper did win me 1st place in the sweater contest.  Nothing beats a jumper!  I'm petitioning for all the teachers to wear their tacky Christmas attire to school the last day before break...mainly because that jumper was crazy comfortable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6200035085904093847?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6200035085904093847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6200035085904093847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6200035085904093847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6200035085904093847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/12/timberwolf-spirit.html' title='Timberwolf Spirit!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIvrvo4myZc/TuF4nw2RyWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/lkL6YFV71W0/s72-c/DSC09991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6285129430281053394</id><published>2011-11-30T22:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:53:12.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>I just realized this is only my second post in November...and now November is over. I promise to be less of a slacker blogger in December. I'll set a lofty goal of at least 5 posts in December. Goal-setting always helps me...but no promises...except for my earlier sentence where I promised. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cade and I traveled around the world for Thanksgiving. He was a pretty great travel buddy (for the most part) and we really enjoyed seeing all of our extended family. Cade was able to brush up on every one's names and we've been reviewing pictures often to keep it fresh in his mind. He just has so many aunts to keep track of! I really did a terrible job of taking pics...so here are a few random shots of about 1/4 of our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved watching Lion King (his favorite movie ever) in 3D on Grandmama and Papa's fancy new TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj2JcenFU88/TtcAU2Wp2BI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/AEe1tYsLaXU/s1600/DSC09972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj2JcenFU88/TtcAU2Wp2BI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/AEe1tYsLaXU/s400/DSC09972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681009813139085330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Pam hosted the Thanksgiving dinner at her house in Tulsa and went above and beyond with cute turkeys at each place-setting. She loves Pinterest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31yOIad4084/TtcAURKSHVI/AAAAAAAAEXE/LQksCEWpxpY/s1600/DSC09975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31yOIad4084/TtcAURKSHVI/AAAAAAAAEXE/LQksCEWpxpY/s400/DSC09975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681009803155086674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pauiKvAE8eE/TtcAULkqojI/AAAAAAAAEW0/7Rhiih5aNb0/s1600/DSC09976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pauiKvAE8eE/TtcAULkqojI/AAAAAAAAEW0/7Rhiih5aNb0/s400/DSC09976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681009801655132722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Gentry entertaining Cade...or vice versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edg5b7agQa4/TtcAT99wraI/AAAAAAAAEWs/iPbXk8qqDdg/s1600/DSC09979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edg5b7agQa4/TtcAT99wraI/AAAAAAAAEWs/iPbXk8qqDdg/s400/DSC09979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681009798002290082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade's Papa carves the turkey while my Papa looks on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7bgThDL_L8s/TtcATdyEgyI/AAAAAAAAEWg/ynCYaeZSxbo/s1600/DSC09982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7bgThDL_L8s/TtcATdyEgyI/AAAAAAAAEWg/ynCYaeZSxbo/s400/DSC09982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681009789363323682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade says he hates holidays that revolve around food...because he couldn't give a hoot about eating. My next child better come with a bigger appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGRvja9NX9w/TtcBMAOlEKI/AAAAAAAAEYM/NVIsstgWeRQ/s1600/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGRvja9NX9w/TtcBMAOlEKI/AAAAAAAAEYM/NVIsstgWeRQ/s400/DSC09983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010760682377378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, Cousin Zach, and Aunt Kizzie (AKA Pi Phi Barbie--eye roll to the Pi Phi sticker on the lap top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wB8WGJD7VqE/TtcBLv6CI6I/AAAAAAAAEYA/m3lyzmLpA-0/s1600/DSC09984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wB8WGJD7VqE/TtcBLv6CI6I/AAAAAAAAEYA/m3lyzmLpA-0/s400/DSC09984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010756301235106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade has deep conversation with Cousin Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OI_BUUKrATQ/TtcBLTqokOI/AAAAAAAAEX0/6YvhDuaW93E/s1600/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OI_BUUKrATQ/TtcBLTqokOI/AAAAAAAAEX0/6YvhDuaW93E/s400/DSC09985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010748720451810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas scarves from Grandmama in your college colors! We've got 2 Sooners, 2 Cowboys (girls), and 2 Wildcats! PS-I refused to make that stupid WC sign with my hand for the wildcat...that is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yvHcxeZZEU/TtcBJ9DD6cI/AAAAAAAAEXo/XW3D7T64wic/s1600/DSC09986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yvHcxeZZEU/TtcBJ9DD6cI/AAAAAAAAEXo/XW3D7T64wic/s400/DSC09986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010725469022658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmama insists she's lost weight in her hands from all the knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWolR0jcq-8/TtcBJmovzdI/AAAAAAAAEXc/YwgYYu4sZ_I/s1600/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWolR0jcq-8/TtcBJmovzdI/AAAAAAAAEXc/YwgYYu4sZ_I/s400/DSC09987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681010719453072850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom sporting her turkey pin. I have no shame in sporting holiday pins, even as a hip, young 28-year-old, thanks to my mom. She's given me a pin for Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas and even though it may be a little matronly I love wearing them because of her. I allow cheesiness and minor questionable fashion judgment-calls in the name of family sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0yfF3n0-QA/TtcByNq8vaI/AAAAAAAAEYo/tm8jTPuvCxg/s1600/DSC09989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d0yfF3n0-QA/TtcByNq8vaI/AAAAAAAAEYo/tm8jTPuvCxg/s400/DSC09989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681011417126059426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Nathan did all the dishes...he's ready to be a husband I'd say!  He and Brooke are getting married June 16th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MfK_KcdqO0/TtcBxy4q81I/AAAAAAAAEYc/SoS26hoedYg/s1600/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MfK_KcdqO0/TtcBxy4q81I/AAAAAAAAEYc/SoS26hoedYg/s400/DSC09990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681011409935856466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...we ate PINK cupcakes in honor of our little girl--and future cheerleader--look at that flexibility!! Pink and bows?! Yes, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyQIvSuYMmc/TtcByeewQoI/AAAAAAAAEYw/mYomn_8S3Qg/s1600/KEELEYJANAM20111116163257717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyQIvSuYMmc/TtcByeewQoI/AAAAAAAAEYw/mYomn_8S3Qg/s400/KEELEYJANAM20111116163257717.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681011421638312578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great holiday...and a great November at that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6285129430281053394?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6285129430281053394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6285129430281053394' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6285129430281053394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6285129430281053394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj2JcenFU88/TtcAU2Wp2BI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/AEe1tYsLaXU/s72-c/DSC09972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3200514519024426553</id><published>2011-11-20T14:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:50:22.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog-Worthy</title><content type='html'>Well, apparently nothing blog-worthy happens at our house between Halloween and Thanksgiving.  The days seem to be flying by faster than ever which is fine by me...bring on Thanksgiving Break!  Immediately followed by Christmas Break, oh yes, then some Spring Break please...and then the best break there is...Maternity Leave.  AKA "Leave Without Pay" but we won't think about that just quite yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I make time for blogging because I consider it a hobby and it's something I enjoy.  Lately however I just haven't felt up to it.  And I'm fine with that.  That's how it works with hobbies.  You do it when you feel like it.  Today, I feel like it.  So here's a few pics of our unblog-worthy last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing outside while the weather allowed it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ayO7QKi3_M/TsliFznUKvI/AAAAAAAAEWI/2Hxvoe2ERrs/s1600/DSC09967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ayO7QKi3_M/TsliFznUKvI/AAAAAAAAEWI/2Hxvoe2ERrs/s400/DSC09967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176657171196658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see how Cade is a bit confused about the rules..."Mom says don't touch the computer, but whenever I touch it she takes a picture?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQmZe0U12ms/TsliFlYSpTI/AAAAAAAAEV4/8QJJbwd4Wr8/s1600/DSC09965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQmZe0U12ms/TsliFlYSpTI/AAAAAAAAEV4/8QJJbwd4Wr8/s400/DSC09965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176653350085938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little drumming...I hate it when my drum sticks get caught in the basketball net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEaHEkfoe4M/TsliFZuQ-_I/AAAAAAAAEVw/IDxYpuNLac4/s1600/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEaHEkfoe4M/TsliFZuQ-_I/AAAAAAAAEVw/IDxYpuNLac4/s400/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176650221026290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of "reading."  Cade LOVES books.  He loves to just sit and look through all the books.  Sign #487 that he's a genius.  I truly believe (until he tells me otherwise) that he has a photographic memory.  Seriously...genius.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDE0-s9nUYo/TsliE64_FKI/AAAAAAAAEVk/D81xxm7Czog/s1600/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDE0-s9nUYo/TsliE64_FKI/AAAAAAAAEVk/D81xxm7Czog/s400/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176641944491170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lounging around with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33tMgqjJghU/TsliEtROKTI/AAAAAAAAEVY/IzARLv1NefI/s1600/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33tMgqjJghU/TsliEtROKTI/AAAAAAAAEVY/IzARLv1NefI/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176638288046386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, attending several basketball games!  He's more into it this year than last.  He enjoys cheering and watching the action (and the cheerleaders) but he just can't hang in there the whole time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-11tnbxgoYW8/TslhTDy6LII/AAAAAAAAEVM/8JUedSx1N00/s1600/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-11tnbxgoYW8/TslhTDy6LII/AAAAAAAAEVM/8JUedSx1N00/s400/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677175785341463682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must have strategically-timed snack breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkC--nC9LwA/TslhST2ZQlI/AAAAAAAAEVA/r-_nDx_Yyzw/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkC--nC9LwA/TslhST2ZQlI/AAAAAAAAEVA/r-_nDx_Yyzw/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677175772471181906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just the right amount of personal space to play with our toys.  It could be years before we make it back to our actual reserved seats again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MxA540pSgY/TslhR1GVr9I/AAAAAAAAEU0/CqAaHK-tE3Y/s1600/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MxA540pSgY/TslhR1GVr9I/AAAAAAAAEU0/CqAaHK-tE3Y/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677175764216557522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally he'll try to make a run for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKr0xkKrmv0/TslhRWoj5NI/AAAAAAAAEUo/tu-oXJOYwUc/s1600/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKr0xkKrmv0/TslhRWoj5NI/AAAAAAAAEUo/tu-oXJOYwUc/s400/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677175756038595794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when we know we need to exit to the back hallway to continue playing until the game is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-77gdrOWqxp4/TslhRONH15I/AAAAAAAAEUc/uOZ_60h0ns0/s1600/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-77gdrOWqxp4/TslhRONH15I/AAAAAAAAEUc/uOZ_60h0ns0/s400/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677175753776027538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, this happened too!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d65NbkIAZE/TsliTCPGV7I/AAAAAAAAEWU/1gpuExHpQ58/s1600/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d65NbkIAZE/TsliTCPGV7I/AAAAAAAAEWU/1gpuExHpQ58/s400/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677176884434458546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 20 weeks (last Wednesday) we had a sonogram and everything looks great!  All the important parts are there but we just can't talk about what "parts" are there and not there until after we see our extended families over Thanksgiving!  Have a wonderful holiday!  If we do anything blog-worthy (or even if we don't!) I'll be sure to let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3200514519024426553?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3200514519024426553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3200514519024426553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3200514519024426553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3200514519024426553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-worthy.html' title='Blog-Worthy'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ayO7QKi3_M/TsliFznUKvI/AAAAAAAAEWI/2Hxvoe2ERrs/s72-c/DSC09967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5960850866394046538</id><published>2011-10-31T21:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:30:23.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does A Lion Say?</title><content type='html'>Note to self, always use halloween costumes that segway to a cute tagline as it makes trick-or-treating less awkward. We had a blast parading our adorable lion around and asking him, "what does a lion say?" Cade would answer with such a cute little "roaar" that people had no choice but to dish out a few extra pieces of candy! &lt;br /&gt;It didn't have such a picture perfect beginning as Cade protested a little (ok, a lot) and refused to wear the mane most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4HbhAA1ppY/Tq9Xu7SoG1I/AAAAAAAAENA/OwNsHFqCxTw/s1600/This%2Bis%2Bitchy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4HbhAA1ppY/Tq9Xu7SoG1I/AAAAAAAAENA/OwNsHFqCxTw/s400/This%2Bis%2Bitchy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669846919584160594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the heck?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7UhB8KjCtc/Tq9XuTnay4I/AAAAAAAAEM0/IzL1Wb7WgSU/s1600/What%2Bthe%2Bheck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7UhB8KjCtc/Tq9XuTnay4I/AAAAAAAAEM0/IzL1Wb7WgSU/s400/What%2Bthe%2Bheck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669846908933950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel like you're mocking me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPnlVAURFGc/Tq9W0bMW4lI/AAAAAAAAELs/nP9SS12FYVg/s1600/I%2Bfeel%2Bmocked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPnlVAURFGc/Tq9W0bMW4lI/AAAAAAAAELs/nP9SS12FYVg/s400/I%2Bfeel%2Bmocked.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669845914535518802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't even look at me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jzh8w03j4Y/Tq9WzrPqZII/AAAAAAAAELg/MmIinwC1R-c/s1600/not%2Beven%2Bgoing%2Bto%2Blook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jzh8w03j4Y/Tq9WzrPqZII/AAAAAAAAELg/MmIinwC1R-c/s400/not%2Beven%2Bgoing%2Bto%2Blook.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669845901664478338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, it's not that bad, but I still don't love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GQjcd7S5fo/Tq9Zh25IwXI/AAAAAAAAEOo/ceCF5wlxr54/s1600/still%2Bdon%2527t%2Blike%2Bthe%2Bmane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GQjcd7S5fo/Tq9Zh25IwXI/AAAAAAAAEOo/ceCF5wlxr54/s400/still%2Bdon%2527t%2Blike%2Bthe%2Bmane.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669848894088462706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, I'm going to get to eat candy?! Don't tell anyone, but I think this might be fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5stG-d7JtpU/Tq9WzXl5EgI/AAAAAAAAELU/-UgobGvTYhg/s1600/candy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5stG-d7JtpU/Tq9WzXl5EgI/AAAAAAAAELU/-UgobGvTYhg/s400/candy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669845896389005826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to dress him up while my mom was in town over the weekend so we headed to a nearby pumpkin patch and trunk-or-treat. With the goal in sight, Cade seemed to warm up to the idea as long as "B" (blankie) got to come along. I think that makes us a cowardly lion, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lninWt9BGRo/Tq9Xsc6oSZI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/u-gcITv8eL8/s1600/ready%2Bto%2Bgreet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lninWt9BGRo/Tq9Xsc6oSZI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/u-gcITv8eL8/s400/ready%2Bto%2Bgreet.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669846877070707090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wo-xbkX35kw/Tq9ZjAhC8xI/AAAAAAAAEPA/U0RceN_AHiE/s1600/pump%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wo-xbkX35kw/Tq9ZjAhC8xI/AAAAAAAAEPA/U0RceN_AHiE/s400/pump%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669848913851642642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bftWqE4-sbs/Tq9ZiBeKmhI/AAAAAAAAEO4/GEL7gWiqcNE/s1600/pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bftWqE4-sbs/Tq9ZiBeKmhI/AAAAAAAAEO4/GEL7gWiqcNE/s400/pumpkins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669848896928127506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, caught us mid-roar. How's this for a Johnson County pumpkin patch...see the Starbucks in the background?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmqZ4d24DEA/Tq9ZgfWMDnI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/K-JXWOj1oZo/s1600/roaring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmqZ4d24DEA/Tq9ZgfWMDnI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/K-JXWOj1oZo/s400/roaring.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669848870587993714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going around to the cars at the trunk-or-treat was definitely Cade's thing. He was such a cutie with his little "roar" and "tank you." He soaked up the attention, that's for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CP0iX0Spp60/Tq9YpQhsuXI/AAAAAAAAEOA/41-JK3vpgWU/s1600/aren%2527t%2Bi%2Bcute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CP0iX0Spp60/Tq9YpQhsuXI/AAAAAAAAEOA/41-JK3vpgWU/s400/aren%2527t%2Bi%2Bcute.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669847921716935026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EImDVDaNj3Y/Tq9Zg2F3jFI/AAAAAAAAEOc/kfLoLK6Vuqw/s1600/tank%2Bu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EImDVDaNj3Y/Tq9Zg2F3jFI/AAAAAAAAEOc/kfLoLK6Vuqw/s400/tank%2Bu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669848876693556306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KixIydxuZb4/Tq9Yo7cvAkI/AAAAAAAAEN0/wJOtdSGOeb4/s1600/give%2Bme%2Bcandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KixIydxuZb4/Tq9Yo7cvAkI/AAAAAAAAEN0/wJOtdSGOeb4/s400/give%2Bme%2Bcandy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669847916058968642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only G-Mom can get smiles out of this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_fIkFm0h5o/Tq9YnLCl6LI/AAAAAAAAENQ/oOZy7hNsIEg/s1600/loves%2Bhis%2Bgmom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N_fIkFm0h5o/Tq9YnLCl6LI/AAAAAAAAENQ/oOZy7hNsIEg/s400/loves%2Bhis%2Bgmom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669847885884549298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a better trunk-or-treater on Saturday than trick-or-treater on Monday, but that's okay. That will keep us humble. Otherwise we were ready to enroll him in some acting classes and take our lion gig on the road...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5960850866394046538?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5960850866394046538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5960850866394046538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5960850866394046538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5960850866394046538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-does-lion-say.html' title='What Does A Lion Say?'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4HbhAA1ppY/Tq9Xu7SoG1I/AAAAAAAAENA/OwNsHFqCxTw/s72-c/This%2Bis%2Bitchy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-4922058090388020723</id><published>2011-10-30T16:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:16:20.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meg's Little Pumpkin Shower</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I helped put on a shower for Megan, my wonderful friend and co-worker, who will be welcoming a baby girl in less than a month.  It was a fall theme which ended up being super- cute!  (I was skeptical at first, a fall-themed baby shower?  But seriously so cute).       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpsaAfarPhU/Tq270CG8QpI/AAAAAAAAEKw/m1mUfYaymME/s1600/meg%2Band%2Bcake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpsaAfarPhU/Tq270CG8QpI/AAAAAAAAEKw/m1mUfYaymME/s400/meg%2Band%2Bcake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669394008522900114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many cute, girly gifts.  I'm a sucker for all that pink and bows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rsqycTabrc/Tq2706L--4I/AAAAAAAAELI/3MhrxsQPSec/s1600/dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6rsqycTabrc/Tq2706L--4I/AAAAAAAAELI/3MhrxsQPSec/s400/dress.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669394023576435586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drue will be here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjagsMOPTRg/Tq270B_KO0I/AAAAAAAAEK8/aP6KW8bCpO4/s1600/letters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjagsMOPTRg/Tq270B_KO0I/AAAAAAAAEK8/aP6KW8bCpO4/s400/letters.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669394008490261314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-4922058090388020723?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/4922058090388020723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=4922058090388020723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4922058090388020723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4922058090388020723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/megs-little-pumpkin-shower.html' title='Meg&apos;s Little Pumpkin Shower'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpsaAfarPhU/Tq270CG8QpI/AAAAAAAAEKw/m1mUfYaymME/s72-c/meg%2Band%2Bcake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-9130156620396795898</id><published>2011-10-30T14:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T15:45:54.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask Alton</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Rainy Day books who hosted Food Network superstar Alton Brown for a book signing, I was able to meet the creator of "Good Eats" himself! But most of all thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; for alerting us to this event and thanks to &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;DeAnna&lt;/a&gt; for helping to make this (as always) a fun and memorable evening for the 3 of us. &lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;em&gt;autographed&lt;/em&gt; copies of Good Eats 3. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MPyXocXjmM/Tq2vH9bUh_I/AAAAAAAAEKk/AGq7JbzdATU/s1600/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MPyXocXjmM/Tq2vH9bUh_I/AAAAAAAAEKk/AGq7JbzdATU/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669380057212422130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie had whole nutmeg in her pocket to prove to Alton that she is a hard-core fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LB1vvMSN1b4/Tq2vHs5ur6I/AAAAAAAAEKY/Hk3E_9ac_8c/s1600/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LB1vvMSN1b4/Tq2vHs5ur6I/AAAAAAAAEKY/Hk3E_9ac_8c/s400/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669380052776562594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very entertaining and full of goofy energy. Just like he is on the show. What? You've never seen Good Eats?! And you call yourself my friend?! Good Eats is not your average cooking show. It is awesome. Filled with over-my-head knowledge and humor about what scientific processes are really taking place during cooking. He has goofy visual aids and memorable ways of explaining just what's happening. I love him. And I love to use his episodes and recipes in my classroom. Kids think he's a nerd but I think they're just trying to play it cool. Trust me, kids. He's way better than any other educational video or lame-o, boring cooking how-to show. Start DVRing it now. I find myself learning a lot from any episode, even the ones where he cooks things I'm definitely never going to cook. Like squid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we finally get our chance to meet him (after waiting in line for over 2 hours) I'm trying to be all super-fan-ish and explain how I teach cooking labs and a "Science Chef" class and how I love his episodes. He then proceeds to ask me what my favorite fatty-acid is. Um, what?! Who has a favorite fatty acid?! I was so thrown off I stuttered around and couldn't even think of what an appropriate answer would be. What?! I felt as if he was calling me out on my qualifications to teach food science because I don't have a "go to" favorite fatty acid. I tried to change the subject by saying "wouldn't you rather know what my favorite episode is? It's the pizza crust episode!" &lt;br /&gt;What the heck, Alton?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-O7yPnqBUA/Tq2vGn7_P6I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/Wr0YF31O1r8/s1600/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-O7yPnqBUA/Tq2vGn7_P6I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/Wr0YF31O1r8/s400/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669380034263990178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to laugh it off. But I was shook up. I quickly explained my new "most embarrassing moment" to J and TW as we left. TW proceeded to do what all good friends do--google fatty acids to figure out what I should have said. By the way, these girls know everything there is to know about food and such so if they didn't have a "go to" fatty acid, I didn't feel too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwivO-ModFc/Tq2vGbTVaVI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/dhUtexYucSo/s1600/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwivO-ModFc/Tq2vGbTVaVI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/dhUtexYucSo/s400/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669380030872250706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindsight being 20/20, I think I should've gone with Omega-3s. Dang it. I take an Omega 3 supplement every night so clearly it's my favorite. Maybe I'll write a follow-up letter to Alton. &lt;br /&gt;Despite this little incident. I still love Alton. I've created a little shrine to him in my classroom and I told my Science Chef students all about the fatty acid incident. I've got no shame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_N4PkrzsQxA/Tq2vGZQ3tXI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/9Uk2jyBCAq8/s1600/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_N4PkrzsQxA/Tq2vGZQ3tXI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/9Uk2jyBCAq8/s400/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669380030325044594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-9130156620396795898?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/9130156620396795898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=9130156620396795898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/9130156620396795898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/9130156620396795898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/ask-alton.html' title='Ask Alton'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MPyXocXjmM/Tq2vH9bUh_I/AAAAAAAAEKk/AGq7JbzdATU/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5137225625316518720</id><published>2011-10-26T21:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:51:16.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to Pi Phi Barbie</title><content type='html'>I joined &lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gentry&lt;/a&gt;, my mom, and my grandparents in visiting Collegiate Barbie at Oklahoma State last weekend. It was great to see her in her element just livin' it up on campus! We met several of her friends and enjoyed spending the day walking in her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;She's all grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNjD0opFEM/TqjH0-K16yI/AAAAAAAAEG8/5m4kY7kqDh0/s1600/DSC09973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNjD0opFEM/TqjH0-K16yI/AAAAAAAAEG8/5m4kY7kqDh0/s400/DSC09973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667999843901369122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, an OSU alum, was all about getting Gentry and I to admit that OSU is the most beautiful campus ever. Sorry Mom, as if. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7PZEV6hIw/TqjI1nFJd6I/AAAAAAAAEHw/PusHnYtEBmA/s1600/DSC09986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7PZEV6hIw/TqjI1nFJd6I/AAAAAAAAEHw/PusHnYtEBmA/s400/DSC09986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668000954394965922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just prefer the look of limestone, I guess. It was fun seeing Stillwater, but it doesn't have a thing on Manhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bQWctgPS3k/TqjI2W0ELZI/AAAAAAAAEH8/pFOnCE9DNa4/s1600/DSC09988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bQWctgPS3k/TqjI2W0ELZI/AAAAAAAAEH8/pFOnCE9DNa4/s400/DSC09988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668000967208218002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Elsf8RB6DWc/TqjI1ZJt5xI/AAAAAAAAEHk/AWFILoZnyEk/s1600/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Elsf8RB6DWc/TqjI1ZJt5xI/AAAAAAAAEHk/AWFILoZnyEk/s400/DSC09985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668000950656034578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa did not enjoy the smoke-free campus. He was in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YmF1B7JifXY/TqjH1osmlEI/AAAAAAAAEHI/owSEfODKkD8/s1600/DSC09972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YmF1B7JifXY/TqjH1osmlEI/AAAAAAAAEHI/owSEfODKkD8/s400/DSC09972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667999855317259330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIRNIybL5UI/TqjH0N9HG7I/AAAAAAAAEGw/cw4IrCGemL4/s1600/DSC09968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIRNIybL5UI/TqjH0N9HG7I/AAAAAAAAEGw/cw4IrCGemL4/s400/DSC09968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667999830958873522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I decided to wear the scarf and boots...despite being 10 years older than Collegiate Barbie...and pregnant...I like to think I've still got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HUUdP8p2Z5M/TqjHzt0bfHI/AAAAAAAAEGk/e0d3ONVZFVo/s1600/DSC09963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HUUdP8p2Z5M/TqjHzt0bfHI/AAAAAAAAEGk/e0d3ONVZFVo/s400/DSC09963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667999822332525682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the hotel on campus run by the Hotel Restaurant Management School. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIRlcHJ5lSI/TqjKOkxmNgI/AAAAAAAAEJM/j_Yh0VUypOs/s1600/DSC09978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIRlcHJ5lSI/TqjKOkxmNgI/AAAAAAAAEJM/j_Yh0VUypOs/s400/DSC09978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668002482784450050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was MaKenzie's initiation weekend so we were able to attend the reception after her big to-do. She's officially a Pi Beta Phi. Although Gentry and I are Gamma Phi Beta's...we are okay with this. I am okay with this. Really, I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GQEhhxlBJA/TqjI3rCX9WI/AAAAAAAAEIU/5gOO2j2bYZs/s1600/DSC09995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GQEhhxlBJA/TqjI3rCX9WI/AAAAAAAAEIU/5gOO2j2bYZs/s400/DSC09995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668000989816812898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun seeing the Pi Phi house. But it really was a lot tougher accepting she's not going to live at 1807 Todd Rd than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Pi Phi formal living room. Swanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xIa7ojoHek/TqjKNQqzXSI/AAAAAAAAEI0/2GN8dDYFycU/s1600/pbp%2Bhouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xIa7ojoHek/TqjKNQqzXSI/AAAAAAAAEI0/2GN8dDYFycU/s400/pbp%2Bhouse.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668002460207373602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of trophies in the Pi Phi living room...but have they ever been top chapter in the nation?! Ok, enough comparisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RDBZjuSDFxg/TqjKONQX0oI/AAAAAAAAEJA/Hole0TkSx8o/s1600/pbp%2Btrophies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RDBZjuSDFxg/TqjKONQX0oI/AAAAAAAAEJA/Hole0TkSx8o/s400/pbp%2Btrophies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668002476471079554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This arrow points to the Pledge Class "Angel Pledge" Award Winner! Voted top pledge for exemplary Pi Phi-ness. So proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8ZCgNps9ns/TqjKM-hWwYI/AAAAAAAAEIo/GuJsKvH-eBM/s1600/Kid%2Band%2Barrow%2Bcookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8ZCgNps9ns/TqjKM-hWwYI/AAAAAAAAEIo/GuJsKvH-eBM/s400/Kid%2Band%2Barrow%2Bcookie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668002455335911810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very educational visit. I realized that I am old. I was mildly annoyed by the immaturity of some of the college kids around and the lack of parking in town. That alone makes me feel like a senior citizen. When I think back to make comparisons to my own college experience, SO much has changed. There was no Facebook, no texting, no smartphones. But there were late night pizza runs, the excitement of sorority and fraternity events, and the distractions of going to the library to study while sitting on the "cool" floor. It was fun to see the Kid having the time of her life. And not to make it all about me, but well it is my blog, it was fun to think back to my own college and sorority memories...no matter how long ago it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5137225625316518720?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5137225625316518720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5137225625316518720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5137225625316518720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5137225625316518720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/visit-to-pi-phi-barbie.html' title='A Visit to Pi Phi Barbie'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNjD0opFEM/TqjH0-K16yI/AAAAAAAAEG8/5m4kY7kqDh0/s72-c/DSC09973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-919442677502114285</id><published>2011-10-18T19:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T16:11:27.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbershop Baby</title><content type='html'>It was that time again, haircut time, for Cader. And since we were in GB my parents insisted on taking him to the good 'ole Barbershop. I begged my mom to warn the guy when making the appointment. Cade is not your usual barbershop clientele. He's much...wigglier.  They swore they could handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vca5H-Wv4jM/Tp4g42KtfHI/AAAAAAAAEFg/ZP1MT6fW2fM/s1600/Haircut%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vca5H-Wv4jM/Tp4g42KtfHI/AAAAAAAAEFg/ZP1MT6fW2fM/s400/Haircut%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665001542263864434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIS9UilXDeU/Tp4g4OscA-I/AAAAAAAAEFY/WTEZBHIuZtI/s1600/Haircut%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIS9UilXDeU/Tp4g4OscA-I/AAAAAAAAEFY/WTEZBHIuZtI/s400/Haircut%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665001531667907554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the norm at all barbershops, but they had this super-cool vacuum thing hooked up to the clippers eliminating all the flying hair.  Genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMDa5Z-0NbU/Tp4g347ZoEI/AAAAAAAAEFM/Jb3jV2QmveU/s1600/Haircut%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMDa5Z-0NbU/Tp4g347ZoEI/AAAAAAAAEFM/Jb3jV2QmveU/s400/Haircut%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665001525825085506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the first barbershop visit, came his first sucker.  It was a must for a more pleasant experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nbzaCKtAtg/Tp4g2qRdLcI/AAAAAAAAEFE/AoxoLiiU4XI/s1600/Haircut%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nbzaCKtAtg/Tp4g2qRdLcI/AAAAAAAAEFE/AoxoLiiU4XI/s400/Haircut%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665001504711192002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I didn't get an "after" shot.  It's shorter than it's ever been, making him look even more "manly."  My little guy is growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQx2d0x4uXQ/Tp4g2dVaB5I/AAAAAAAAEE0/JDwJ-Vg4sno/s1600/Haircut%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQx2d0x4uXQ/Tp4g2dVaB5I/AAAAAAAAEE0/JDwJ-Vg4sno/s400/Haircut%2B5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665001501238101906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was just too cute not to share...although it doesn't seem that safe...know that he was closely supervised.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcPSOAj0lt4/Tp4hs_fgOFI/AAAAAAAAEGA/bxlr83xOP7Y/s1600/mops%2Bbag%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcPSOAj0lt4/Tp4hs_fgOFI/AAAAAAAAEGA/bxlr83xOP7Y/s400/mops%2Bbag%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665002438120192082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEAfMfsDvwc/Tp4hssuMnCI/AAAAAAAAEF0/NvG0Z_lMZTo/s1600/mops%2Bbag%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEAfMfsDvwc/Tp4hssuMnCI/AAAAAAAAEF0/NvG0Z_lMZTo/s400/mops%2Bbag%2B8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665002433081547810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoWeqoI7iNY/Tp4htg0xV5I/AAAAAAAAEGM/61x7jHa2xyk/s1600/mops%2Bbag%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoWeqoI7iNY/Tp4htg0xV5I/AAAAAAAAEGM/61x7jHa2xyk/s400/mops%2Bbag%2B5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665002447067764626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYycIuRRkis/Tp4huC4yD5I/AAAAAAAAEGU/DdfiT1Lb-3c/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYycIuRRkis/Tp4huC4yD5I/AAAAAAAAEGU/DdfiT1Lb-3c/s400/9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665002456211394450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's just the pregnancy hormones...but lately I keep finding myself getting all choked up with how quickly Cade is growing up.  It's just so cool to see him learning and figuring things out.  And his little "tank you" is about the cutest thing ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-919442677502114285?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/919442677502114285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=919442677502114285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/919442677502114285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/919442677502114285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/barbershop-baby.html' title='Barbershop Baby'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vca5H-Wv4jM/Tp4g42KtfHI/AAAAAAAAEFg/ZP1MT6fW2fM/s72-c/Haircut%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-4585585627731776281</id><published>2011-10-18T19:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:40:12.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><content type='html'>So my 10-year high school reunion was a couple weeks ago.  I had looked forward to it for a long time.  But somehow, as it drew near, I started to worry.  This always happens to me.  As something gets closer I start to think more realistically about it...and worry.  What if there's no one to hang out with?  What if it's really awkward?  What the heck am I going to wear?!&lt;br /&gt;I milled over what to wear for a few days...is it okay to shop in the Junior's department for your 10-year reunion?!  I ended up with about 20-minutes to shop at the mall in between school and picking up Cade.  As all moms know, 20-minutes alone is far more favorable than unlimited time with a kiddo in tow.  I made it home with a few options to work from as trying on at the store also has become a thing of the past.    &lt;br /&gt;I insisted my mom take my picture before leaving.  Matt was out of town traveling for work so I felt like I was going "stag" to the prom.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir5ZvMvseLo/Tp4fBUARGhI/AAAAAAAAED4/YkTQNWF1hg0/s1600/ready.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir5ZvMvseLo/Tp4fBUARGhI/AAAAAAAAED4/YkTQNWF1hg0/s400/ready.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664999488688822802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machaela, Reunion-Planner Extraordinaire, had her very official looking table set up for check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-640Y-j2lkME/Tp4fAhevzVI/AAAAAAAAEDo/j8krvGjIVQk/s1600/machaela.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-640Y-j2lkME/Tp4fAhevzVI/AAAAAAAAEDo/j8krvGjIVQk/s400/machaela.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664999475126455634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Megan!  I think I'll be fine after all.  Although I have never seen the girl checking in before her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcTduy2NBpg/Tp4fASSrwhI/AAAAAAAAEDg/RT3jweKeICg/s1600/check%2Bin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcTduy2NBpg/Tp4fASSrwhI/AAAAAAAAEDg/RT3jweKeICg/s400/check%2Bin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664999471049327122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did know that as long as Megan and &lt;a href="http://partyof5.livejournal.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt; were in attendance it would be a good time.  These are two of my dearest friends from high school, and really the only ones I've kept in regular contact with.  It's always great to visit with them!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vA_yEecZ1_A/Tp4e_BIM2iI/AAAAAAAAEDY/bF4OxOgnhzY/s1600/meg%2Band%2Baud.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vA_yEecZ1_A/Tp4e_BIM2iI/AAAAAAAAEDY/bF4OxOgnhzY/s400/meg%2Band%2Baud.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664999449262086690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, it was enjoyable to visit with anyone and everyone!  It was just like picking up right where we left off.  I had a great time getting caught up to speed on everyone's current whereabouts.  It was a really fun night!&lt;br /&gt;And BONUS...I got to see Jaime too!  Jaime, one of my college sorority sisters, married one of my high school classmates...I love when my two worlds collide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oa2vHIzSw8/Tp4e-6stAXI/AAAAAAAAEDI/TwgAvGWY6Tc/s1600/jaime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oa2vHIzSw8/Tp4e-6stAXI/AAAAAAAAEDI/TwgAvGWY6Tc/s400/jaime.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664999447536140658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even received a nifty gift-bag for attending!  Machaela did an awesome job organizing everything.  I'm so glad I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BL8qfWbXfq0/Tp4fuEWGEDI/AAAAAAAAEEE/ONBz1cj1BHg/s1600/gift%2Bbag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BL8qfWbXfq0/Tp4fuEWGEDI/AAAAAAAAEEE/ONBz1cj1BHg/s400/gift%2Bbag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665000257579520050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aud and I were impressed with the contents of the gift bag, including the personalized reunion water of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyzqvAh03zw/Tp4fvjjU9TI/AAAAAAAAEEs/4Es--GSavhs/s1600/aud%2Bh2o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyzqvAh03zw/Tp4fvjjU9TI/AAAAAAAAEEs/4Es--GSavhs/s400/aud%2Bh2o.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665000283136390450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I didn't have anything to worry about.  Perhaps I need to get out more, because I just had such a great time chatting it up with people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-4585585627731776281?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/4585585627731776281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=4585585627731776281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4585585627731776281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4585585627731776281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir5ZvMvseLo/Tp4fBUARGhI/AAAAAAAAED4/YkTQNWF1hg0/s72-c/ready.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2405259419896102269</id><published>2011-10-10T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:35:53.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I've Been Meaning to Tell You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwG6enQpaXc/TpO30wVTB6I/AAAAAAAAEC8/lJ8VlZp-1Y4/s1600/Baby%2Bbump.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwG6enQpaXc/TpO30wVTB6I/AAAAAAAAEC8/lJ8VlZp-1Y4/s400/Baby%2Bbump.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662071273490155426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I got new boots.  Oh yes, and that is a baby bump.  We're pregnant with Baby #2!  Or do you say "knocked up" when it happens unexpectedly?  Either way...by the end of March we'll be parents of TWO little ones.  If I recently told you we weren't planning to have baby #2 for at least another year or so I promise I wasn't lying...I THOUGHT that was the plan.  Obviously God knows that with His help we can handle this...as for me...I'm excited, but still shaking in my boots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2405259419896102269?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2405259419896102269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2405259419896102269' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2405259419896102269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2405259419896102269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-ive-been-meaning-to-tell-you.html' title='So I&apos;ve Been Meaning to Tell You...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwG6enQpaXc/TpO30wVTB6I/AAAAAAAAEC8/lJ8VlZp-1Y4/s72-c/Baby%2Bbump.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8452583893613374239</id><published>2011-10-03T21:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:15:22.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Fall!</title><content type='html'>Well, kind of.  Today it was like 85 degrees...which is not very fall-ish.  Cade and I went on a little jog to the park and I wore a tank top and shorts--so I'll take it.  When it was freakishly cold (for like a day) a few weeks ago I starting putting together Cade's fall wardrobe.  AKA I went to Target and bought a few things and told my mom that Cade needs more clothes.  (G-Mom has already delivered.  Thank you, Mom!)  I couldn't resist getting a few pics after church on Sunday of our decked out little man of fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing by the pumpkin.  Due to the large tree blocking our front porch you can only see our pumpkin from a specific angle in our driveway.  Matt makes fun of me for even buying a pumpkin but it's fine because I know we have a pumpkin on our porch doing our part to welcome fall...even if no one else can see it.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McotDluS1EI/Top2FV5OdzI/AAAAAAAAECg/WivqVw5erjU/s1600/Cade%2Band%2Bpumpkin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McotDluS1EI/Top2FV5OdzI/AAAAAAAAECg/WivqVw5erjU/s400/Cade%2Band%2Bpumpkin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659465715893040946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life-size scarecrow?  Again, you can't see this unless you're directly on our porch.  But I love fall decorations.  Love them.  Maybe even more than Christmas decorations.  Yep, I said it.  They match the colors in our house better and are much easier to put up and take down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdN0uMe6Xyk/Top2FCuXSCI/AAAAAAAAECY/z6QHCY7Y-VA/s1600/lifesize%2Bscarecrow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdN0uMe6Xyk/Top2FCuXSCI/AAAAAAAAECY/z6QHCY7Y-VA/s400/lifesize%2Bscarecrow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659465710747207714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-inA47o6p4DQ/Top2EldeJ0I/AAAAAAAAECQ/3PGgvW3TCt4/s1600/crouched%2Bdown%2Blow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-inA47o6p4DQ/Top2EldeJ0I/AAAAAAAAECQ/3PGgvW3TCt4/s400/crouched%2Bdown%2Blow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659465702891726658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade is very into "jumping."  Bless his heart, he wants to jump so bad but just can't make it happen on his own.  He has figured out that he can get air-borne if he jumps off of something.  The fireplace, the porch, the couch, the bed, let's just say you have to keep a close eye on this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P990OKvh958/Top2EfHZwkI/AAAAAAAAECI/RfPzF_S0yPU/s1600/jumping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P990OKvh958/Top2EfHZwkI/AAAAAAAAECI/RfPzF_S0yPU/s400/jumping.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659465701188551234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least convince him to hold your hand while he's leaping from things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWMBVp_rWNg/Top2D9mm4fI/AAAAAAAAECA/o9vlA9a9m84/s1600/down%2Bthe%2Bsteps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWMBVp_rWNg/Top2D9mm4fI/AAAAAAAAECA/o9vlA9a9m84/s400/down%2Bthe%2Bsteps.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659465692192629234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8452583893613374239?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8452583893613374239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8452583893613374239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8452583893613374239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8452583893613374239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-fall.html' title='Welcome Fall!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McotDluS1EI/Top2FV5OdzI/AAAAAAAAECg/WivqVw5erjU/s72-c/Cade%2Band%2Bpumpkin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1631904590058030661</id><published>2011-10-02T13:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T13:25:05.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The G Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hCtEbKRTRgI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Sesame Street did a spoof on Glee, and I figured several of you would appreciate this.  This is stinkin' hilarious...and also why I stinkin' love Sesame Street.  They try to keep it entertaining for parents as well as kids to encourage you to watch with your child.  Mission accomplished.  The new season started this week and I've been far more into it than Cade.  Perhaps that's just because he doesn't mind watching the same 10 episodes over and over...but I was ready for some fresh material.  I have to thank &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; for insisting that &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;T-Dub &lt;/a&gt; and I watch a few episodes of Glee otherwise I would not have been able to truly appreciate this spoof.  Watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1631904590058030661?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1631904590058030661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1631904590058030661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1631904590058030661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1631904590058030661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/10/g-club.html' title='The G Club'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hCtEbKRTRgI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6252467783057142093</id><published>2011-09-25T14:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:14:03.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics!</title><content type='html'>We recently had professional pics taken by &lt;a href="http://www.beyouphotography.com/"&gt;Be You Photography&lt;/a&gt; so I thought I'd share the &lt;a href="http://www.beyouphotography.com/gallery/1019keeley"&gt;slideshow link &lt;/a&gt;if you'd like to check it out.  &lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple she posted on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NhZVXGhxUc/Tn98T-xrZbI/AAAAAAAAEB4/TTcBwvGiv20/s1600/cade%2Bprof%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NhZVXGhxUc/Tn98T-xrZbI/AAAAAAAAEB4/TTcBwvGiv20/s400/cade%2Bprof%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656376339711354290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-43tq0e7cGlI/Tn98Tkf-2aI/AAAAAAAAEBw/hudLvOhCyT4/s1600/family%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-43tq0e7cGlI/Tn98Tkf-2aI/AAAAAAAAEBw/hudLvOhCyT4/s400/family%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656376332657809826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even started thinking about which ones we want to order...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6252467783057142093?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6252467783057142093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6252467783057142093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6252467783057142093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6252467783057142093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NhZVXGhxUc/Tn98T-xrZbI/AAAAAAAAEB4/TTcBwvGiv20/s72-c/cade%2Bprof%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1797915982355633901</id><published>2011-09-25T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:03:02.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Warming Up To It...</title><content type='html'>Well we survived swimming lesson #2.  Two down, six to go.  That makes me want to cry.  Again, what was I thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;Matt was able to join us for the fun although he opted for the role of photog as he himself hates to swim.  (So why am I so shocked that Cade seems to be following suit?!) &lt;br /&gt;This time Miss Shelby had us use the ladder to get into the pool instead of easing on in from the side like last time.  I got in and prayed Cade would follow.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zeh82iDe4Dc/Tn92f5LsRgI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lSedLmRtihg/s1600/DSC09904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zeh82iDe4Dc/Tn92f5LsRgI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lSedLmRtihg/s400/DSC09904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369947298514434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did.  Don't be fooled...Cade looks happy in this pic but I'm pretty sure he was just happy to see Matt...not happy to be swimming.  It did work really well for him to be able to "wave at Dad" and "show Dad how you swim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efD4PTu0q-s/Tn92fvSPq3I/AAAAAAAAEBg/W1EXe-PWo40/s1600/DSC09906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efD4PTu0q-s/Tn92fvSPq3I/AAAAAAAAEBg/W1EXe-PWo40/s400/DSC09906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369944641645426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are attempting to blow bubbles.  Cade is much better at this at home in the bathtub than at the lessons.  Just between us, I hate this part too.  I don't like sticking my mouth in that nappy green water.  I just can't stop thinking about how I'm sure we're all contracting illnesses from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWxv8JA4Le0/Tn92flhzHVI/AAAAAAAAEBY/fGvZ9Ku5nQQ/s1600/DSC09911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWxv8JA4Le0/Tn92flhzHVI/AAAAAAAAEBY/fGvZ9Ku5nQQ/s400/DSC09911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369942022528338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Cade is slyly trying to pull down my swimsuit top...see I told you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtJ4LxpV7O0/Tn92fV9B1oI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/OuWoJlvMSos/s1600/DSC09910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtJ4LxpV7O0/Tn92fV9B1oI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/OuWoJlvMSos/s400/DSC09910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369937841772162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the pic, by the end of the lesson his lips are blue and he's freezing.  And clearly I'm just thrilled that we're done for the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv4c4ajfRKQ/Tn92fDfqnDI/AAAAAAAAEBI/h_s3pJ17BF8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv4c4ajfRKQ/Tn92fDfqnDI/AAAAAAAAEBI/h_s3pJ17BF8/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369932886776882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade protested a little less during this lesson (I left the after-lesson snack in the car this time!) but we're still not model students or anything.  Which is fine.  I've lowered my expectations way down...simply survive.  Quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, in case you were wondering, String Bikini Mom wasn't there on Thursday.  I kept looking all the one-piece-clad moms over trying to figure out if she just got the memo and went with a different suit.  But I think they just weren't there.  I'll keep you posted.  Don't worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1797915982355633901?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1797915982355633901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1797915982355633901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1797915982355633901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1797915982355633901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-warming-up-to-it.html' title='Still Warming Up To It...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zeh82iDe4Dc/Tn92f5LsRgI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lSedLmRtihg/s72-c/DSC09904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6365631607905937245</id><published>2011-09-22T13:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:13:18.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest 30-Minutes of My Life</title><content type='html'>That's how I would describe our first session of Parent/Tot swim lessons.  Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr7z6BONDTg/Tnt8vCGcwSI/AAAAAAAAEBA/B1RtV0fFFLQ/s1600/swimming-babies-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr7z6BONDTg/Tnt8vCGcwSI/AAAAAAAAEBA/B1RtV0fFFLQ/s400/swimming-babies-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655250904553406754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from phillhillusa.wordpress.com.  I do not know these babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like a stellar idea...3 months ago...when I signed Cade and I up for Parent/Tot swim lessons through Olathe Parks and Rec.  What a fun thing we could do together?!  Now it's more like, what the heck was I thinking?!  I was all smiles and rainbows and Positive Polly about it until about 30 minutes before it was go-time.  I started to mill it over and actually think realistically.  First I just tried to give myself a pep-talk.  Kinda prepare myself for what COULD happen.  Cade is an active little fellow.  There will probably be some really little babies in the class who just smile and splash and kick around and Cade may be quite wiggly and terrorize these little babies.  I did not want to put my suit on.  I am white and chubby and hairy and putting a suit on and fighting Cade in the water no longer seems like the best way for us to bond.  But we went.  And it went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is huge.  Tons of kids and parents.  I'm not the most pale or chubby parent in the class...and at least I also wasn't the mom wearing the string bikini.  Really chick?  There were a lot of dads doing the swimming while the moms photographed.  Not the case here, people.  I tried to be prepared and threw a snack in the bag for after swimming.  Cade sees the snack right as it's time to begin and starts throwing a fit because he wants to eat the cheerios.  Really, Cade?  You NEVER eat, ever.  But now you are starving?!  So I pry the cheerio container from his hand while he screams and everyone looks at you like, hey didn't you feed this kid before the lesson?  He was not stoked about the idea of getting in the water.  It was a bit chilly.  So he clings to me for dear life and continues to scream.  Everyone looks at us with "please don't bring your crying kid near mine because I don't want mine to get worked up" looks and we attempt to adjust to the water temperature.  Everyone is gliding on their bellies, kicking, and just having a good 'ol time while Cade continues to scream for the cheerios.  He calms down a little but still isn't much into cooperating with the class.  He also thinks it's hilarious to try to grab my swimming suit top and pull it down throughout the lesson.  Awesome.  I keep checking my watch like every other second.  Time slowly ticks by.  The teachers did a great job.  The class was well-organized and very age appropriate.  Cade just wasn't into it.  At one point I thought he was turning the corner and enjoying it when he spotted a basketball goal on the side of the pool.  "Shoot!" He kept saying.  He wanted to shoot baskets.  His dad would be so proud.  I was so annoyed.  During the "free time" at the last five minutes we picked out a ball from the toy basket.  But I didn't dare go shoot baskets.  I don't think we'd have a chance of keeping him interested in the lesson if he knew that shooting baskets actually was an option!  We go again tonight.  I'm thinking things could only get better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6365631607905937245?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6365631607905937245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6365631607905937245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6365631607905937245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6365631607905937245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/longest-30-minutes-of-my-life.html' title='The Longest 30-Minutes of My Life'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mr7z6BONDTg/Tnt8vCGcwSI/AAAAAAAAEBA/B1RtV0fFFLQ/s72-c/swimming-babies-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7786149627311440082</id><published>2011-09-19T21:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:22:00.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildcat Weekend!</title><content type='html'>We had a fabulous weekend reuniting with friends and introducing Cade to Manhappiness!  The weekend started with lunch at Mr. K's and a tour of the good 'ol Gamma Phi house.  Unfortunately, I didn't have my camera for this portion of the day, but let me tell you it was SO FUN getting to catch up with my sorority sisters.  We just picked up right where we left off in college...except now we conversed about jobs, kids, houses, you know...adult stuff.  Because we're adults.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the game...we knew our appearance would be brief...but we wanted to take Cade to the game.  (Sometimes parents are crazy like that).  We ordered cheap endzone tickets online, which is definitely the way to go!  We loved it in the north endzone!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrtl_auo3Hc/Tnf_qzPOBbI/AAAAAAAAEA4/e4SW6d24gOc/s1600/DSC09964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrtl_auo3Hc/Tnf_qzPOBbI/AAAAAAAAEA4/e4SW6d24gOc/s400/DSC09964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654268967960577458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade was pretty into it...for short periods of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXBBN4PERIs/Tnf9ZNc_NHI/AAAAAAAAD_w/GlZr6g5y3pA/s1600/DSC09981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IXBBN4PERIs/Tnf9ZNc_NHI/AAAAAAAAD_w/GlZr6g5y3pA/s400/DSC09981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654266466736747634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted Willie to meet Cade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGbvBwECfH0/Tnf9Y1nb_FI/AAAAAAAAD_o/EH5Q9AuyYH0/s1600/DSC09997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGbvBwECfH0/Tnf9Y1nb_FI/AAAAAAAAD_o/EH5Q9AuyYH0/s400/DSC09997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654266460338125906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just as it was our turn...the Cats scored and Willie was off &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ndk3Q3jfrto/Tnf9Yj0JKZI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FWt0zde9oXQ/s1600/DSC09998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ndk3Q3jfrto/Tnf9Yj0JKZI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FWt0zde9oXQ/s400/DSC09998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654266455559580050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFdbRjx3L50/Tnf9YaC8I0I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/ROM5sdBHxzg/s1600/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFdbRjx3L50/Tnf9YaC8I0I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/ROM5sdBHxzg/s400/DSC09985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654266452937286466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade is celebrating...even though it appears no one else in our section is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NxurpGYJzR4/Tnf9YHah48I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/M_XcQcbcPTY/s1600/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NxurpGYJzR4/Tnf9YHah48I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/M_XcQcbcPTY/s400/DSC09983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654266447935955906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He occasionally tried to make a run for it...that's when we knew our time was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGQuJ7zOcBw/Tnf-SIhqh4I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/z4DkMSS6wIE/s1600/DSC09969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGQuJ7zOcBw/Tnf-SIhqh4I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/z4DkMSS6wIE/s400/DSC09969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654267444666730370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other great part of the weekend was getting to hang out with the &lt;a href="http://joelnjen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Johnson's&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;We tried all weekend to get a good pic of the kids together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WriY8NnG7M4/Tnf-R8C5JOI/AAAAAAAAEAI/LvhSlXnTfY8/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WriY8NnG7M4/Tnf-R8C5JOI/AAAAAAAAEAI/LvhSlXnTfY8/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654267441316439266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this kept happening...rest assured they had a great time together even if it wasn't captured on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5faVmktSCc/Tnf-Rj0RccI/AAAAAAAAEAA/l10AuMAo4fA/s1600/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5faVmktSCc/Tnf-Rj0RccI/AAAAAAAAEAA/l10AuMAo4fA/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654267434812666306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight, &lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Auntie G&lt;/a&gt; was there too!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WM0cgNWqex4/Tnf-RVTUM9I/AAAAAAAAD_4/InOE_bIk8_A/s1600/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WM0cgNWqex4/Tnf-RVTUM9I/AAAAAAAAD_4/InOE_bIk8_A/s400/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654267430916338642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is a big kid at heart, so the kids always love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-is5yhHi3u4U/Tnf-8abOo6I/AAAAAAAAEAo/4fNsJeOURUM/s1600/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-is5yhHi3u4U/Tnf-8abOo6I/AAAAAAAAEAo/4fNsJeOURUM/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654268171026080674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only concern was how much Cade enjoyed playing with the girly toys...I guess manly men still push strollers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MCykVZySyuk/Tnf-8KAHpAI/AAAAAAAAEAg/Bz8TlZdkmlE/s1600/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MCykVZySyuk/Tnf-8KAHpAI/AAAAAAAAEAg/Bz8TlZdkmlE/s400/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654268166617408514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great trip!  I'm definitely up for making it an annual event!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7786149627311440082?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7786149627311440082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7786149627311440082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7786149627311440082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7786149627311440082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/wildcat-weekend.html' title='Wildcat Weekend!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrtl_auo3Hc/Tnf_qzPOBbI/AAAAAAAAEA4/e4SW6d24gOc/s72-c/DSC09964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3842336355960550549</id><published>2011-09-13T21:37:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:22:37.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Hot Rod</title><content type='html'>Yes Cade, always adjust your mirrors prior to pealing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDhTtBhzaA/TnAUYiWvo2I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/OuvokEBr-Og/s1600/DSC09898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDhTtBhzaA/TnAUYiWvo2I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/OuvokEBr-Og/s400/DSC09898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039944121590626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight when the Utz girls are driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gqmx2Q3_tdE/TnAUYRBhMuI/AAAAAAAAD9I/oUYEKMCizwM/s1600/DSC09913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gqmx2Q3_tdE/TnAUYRBhMuI/AAAAAAAAD9I/oUYEKMCizwM/s400/DSC09913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039939469161186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFY2_p8WPnw/TnAUX39qPNI/AAAAAAAAD9A/N2q7ty3KfC8/s1600/DSC09914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFY2_p8WPnw/TnAUX39qPNI/AAAAAAAAD9A/N2q7ty3KfC8/s400/DSC09914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039932742089938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCDWKsgoCMw/TnAUXWSmaDI/AAAAAAAAD84/Y2dXDF3BF_A/s1600/DSC09917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCDWKsgoCMw/TnAUXWSmaDI/AAAAAAAAD84/Y2dXDF3BF_A/s400/DSC09917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039923703113778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how this ends, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__a_WYsJCTk/TnAUXKTmKTI/AAAAAAAAD8w/wA-2-qruIv4/s1600/DSC09920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__a_WYsJCTk/TnAUXKTmKTI/AAAAAAAAD8w/wA-2-qruIv4/s400/DSC09920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652039920486066482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, only egos were bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5igiOKkJpNA/TnAXiA-NAiI/AAAAAAAAD-I/o6Cgwj75a0k/s1600/DSC09918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5igiOKkJpNA/TnAXiA-NAiI/AAAAAAAAD-I/o6Cgwj75a0k/s400/DSC09918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043405493862946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwW5tbWogvo/TnAX0DFT3II/AAAAAAAAD-Q/t_7HSz2DhFQ/s1600/DSC09907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwW5tbWogvo/TnAX0DFT3II/AAAAAAAAD-Q/t_7HSz2DhFQ/s400/DSC09907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043715298188418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not quite ready for the concept of "the red button makes it go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8dGnY1UEGk/TnAYJnW_PNI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/2v3U1UO96eI/s1600/DSC09927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8dGnY1UEGk/TnAYJnW_PNI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/2v3U1UO96eI/s400/DSC09927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652044085813263570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday, Mary got married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgyVAPGAXOs/TnAZBJti5lI/AAAAAAAAD-o/WnjKFjY9Mwk/s1600/DSC09928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgyVAPGAXOs/TnAZBJti5lI/AAAAAAAAD-o/WnjKFjY9Mwk/s400/DSC09928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652045039927486034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these two pictures explain just how slow my camera is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juzvlr9P3Ik/TnAZRNUbdnI/AAAAAAAAD-w/7WUJNXme3GA/s1600/DSC09929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juzvlr9P3Ik/TnAZRNUbdnI/AAAAAAAAD-w/7WUJNXme3GA/s400/DSC09929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652045315773789810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;TW&lt;/a&gt;, Mary the Married Lady, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3hhTYBl_XA/TnAZgN16JkI/AAAAAAAAD-4/2s4l8RXICZ4/s1600/DSC09931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3hhTYBl_XA/TnAZgN16JkI/AAAAAAAAD-4/2s4l8RXICZ4/s400/DSC09931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652045573612250690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback to ten years ago...I can't imagine college without these girls!  And I think we've aged well, if I do say so myself.  Or maybe this is just a rather incriminating pic.  Taken in the wee hours of the morning, at a frat party.  Oh, freshman year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rR-o8NQdwDU/TnAaocxfPWI/AAAAAAAAD_I/6BGT-B80rgY/s1600/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rR-o8NQdwDU/TnAaocxfPWI/AAAAAAAAD_I/6BGT-B80rgY/s400/college.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652046814570823010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Groom's Cake ever!  I should've taken a pic before the other layers were gone.  Cookies and milk...goes perfect with wedding cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STlHyHPgTy4/TnAZwRs5ihI/AAAAAAAAD_A/eHjEVvsBlzU/s1600/DSC09937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STlHyHPgTy4/TnAZwRs5ihI/AAAAAAAAD_A/eHjEVvsBlzU/s400/DSC09937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652045849526110738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend of reuniting with old college friends.  Looking forward to returning to Manhappiness next week to take in the game and see more of our favorite people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3842336355960550549?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3842336355960550549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3842336355960550549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3842336355960550549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3842336355960550549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend-hot-rod.html' title='Weekend Hot Rod'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDhTtBhzaA/TnAUYiWvo2I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/OuvokEBr-Og/s72-c/DSC09898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1794580450745757314</id><published>2011-09-06T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:26:35.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3-0!</title><content type='html'>September started off with a bang as we celebrated (and celebrated, and celebrated!) Matt's thirtieth birthday.  Just wanted to make it clear that Matt is thirty, and I am much younger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVmSBaIfIcw/TmbhPp0rv3I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/my4VMyjY_as/s1600/DSC09935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVmSBaIfIcw/TmbhPp0rv3I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/my4VMyjY_as/s400/DSC09935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450441623977842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTZD1IqEP2Q/TmbhPfFYrCI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/J2zXAHgK89w/s1600/DSC09940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTZD1IqEP2Q/TmbhPfFYrCI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/J2zXAHgK89w/s400/DSC09940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450438741240866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love DQ ice cream cake at our house.  I bought the second-biggest one they had to ensure we had plenty of leftovers (the biggest one had princesses on it).  The cake didn't fit in our freezer without cutting it down.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r15vUNlzquQ/TmbhPGTgtsI/AAAAAAAAD8I/6iZ0ktoQCUI/s1600/DSC09942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r15vUNlzquQ/TmbhPGTgtsI/AAAAAAAAD8I/6iZ0ktoQCUI/s400/DSC09942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450432089601730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration #2 for Matt and my dad's birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43ZeVDWF-yY/TmbhOtYwIhI/AAAAAAAAD8A/CR3ocj8IBDw/s1600/DSC09943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43ZeVDWF-yY/TmbhOtYwIhI/AAAAAAAAD8A/CR3ocj8IBDw/s400/DSC09943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450425400697362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And celebration #3, whoa that's a lot of candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3Ilp3SuUkk/TmbhOXO93rI/AAAAAAAAD74/TmNRsY1bknE/s1600/DSC09979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3Ilp3SuUkk/TmbhOXO93rI/AAAAAAAAD74/TmNRsY1bknE/s400/DSC09979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450419454074546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out those cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLhL_ABvXyA/Tmbhp7En5oI/AAAAAAAAD8o/6pA8DQMapww/s1600/DSC09980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLhL_ABvXyA/Tmbhp7En5oI/AAAAAAAAD8o/6pA8DQMapww/s400/DSC09980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450892930836098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I wonder why everyone loves Grandpa Mike so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1w2zLPSNIv8/TmbhptR6IzI/AAAAAAAAD8g/non6r84TzUo/s1600/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1w2zLPSNIv8/TmbhptR6IzI/AAAAAAAAD8g/non6r84TzUo/s400/DSC09983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649450889228460850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Matt, thirty is not old.  It's just older than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1794580450745757314?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1794580450745757314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1794580450745757314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1794580450745757314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1794580450745757314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVmSBaIfIcw/TmbhPp0rv3I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/my4VMyjY_as/s72-c/DSC09935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3925928573958345854</id><published>2011-08-27T15:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:10:07.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No New News</title><content type='html'>We haven't been up to much around here.  Just settling into the groove of the fall schedule.  Luckily the fall schedule has been pretty chill.  We're taking advantage of our free afternoons and evenings with Matt before practice and conditioning gets under way.  Let me bring you up to speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cader got a haircut...I'm finally getting brave enough to go a little shorter.  He looks like quite the little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWT5nqllom0/TllSafMvt4I/AAAAAAAAD6o/dlwZuHX00bs/s1600/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWT5nqllom0/TllSafMvt4I/AAAAAAAAD6o/dlwZuHX00bs/s400/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645634222890661762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending plenty of time driving (AKA getting pushed around) in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zISjfBbwza8/TllSZ7ujBUI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/YWV65XJGkj4/s1600/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zISjfBbwza8/TllSZ7ujBUI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/YWV65XJGkj4/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645634213368759618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're trying to spend as much time outside as possible!  It was a little warm this week so we took one last dip in our &lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wear-my-sunglasses.html"&gt;whale pool&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Mb0bdLp6tU/TllSZUXSCeI/AAAAAAAAD6I/v7tVGdRrzZ0/s1600/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Mb0bdLp6tU/TllSZUXSCeI/AAAAAAAAD6I/v7tVGdRrzZ0/s400/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645634202802194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running errands...as long as you keep Cader's tunes cranked up he's fine to ride around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k53SXFWB7So/TllSZlV9C5I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/KmuGYQ9j7MI/s1600/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k53SXFWB7So/TllSZlV9C5I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/KmuGYQ9j7MI/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645634207360027538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's blowing lots of kisses these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mAG8n51pUU/TllTPIfzJcI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/0lRG5yufd38/s1600/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mAG8n51pUU/TllTPIfzJcI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/0lRG5yufd38/s400/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635127329629634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Utz girls taught Cade-Man how to summersault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtSfPH6Imbc/TllTO--cqfI/AAAAAAAAD7I/FfVzkdSkovY/s1600/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtSfPH6Imbc/TllTO--cqfI/AAAAAAAAD7I/FfVzkdSkovY/s400/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635124773825010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnpjYVWxdIo/TllTOs3zuEI/AAAAAAAAD7A/ML3V30Bdm60/s1600/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnpjYVWxdIo/TllTOs3zuEI/AAAAAAAAD7A/ML3V30Bdm60/s400/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635119914137666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p-ULAWG3U9E/TllTOTorBfI/AAAAAAAAD64/aneXyvalaKM/s1600/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p-ULAWG3U9E/TllTOTorBfI/AAAAAAAAD64/aneXyvalaKM/s400/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635113139766770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs a little help from Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5XCRCF01EA/TllTOJRG0iI/AAAAAAAAD6w/siqtOj1pdME/s1600/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5XCRCF01EA/TllTOJRG0iI/AAAAAAAAD6w/siqtOj1pdME/s400/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635110356570658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade has never been a big eater.  He's very picky and meal time can be a very unpleasant battle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmBOuvGU9QE/TllT_zDM5KI/AAAAAAAAD7w/L6Z3sELu4jA/s1600/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KmBOuvGU9QE/TllT_zDM5KI/AAAAAAAAD7w/L6Z3sELu4jA/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635963386127522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not saying we've turned the corner or anything...but this week he's been eating much better.  Hopefully he's putting on some weight too!  He's fallen off into the third percentile so we have a weight-check at the doctor next month.  I promise I feed him...he just apparently isn't that hungry.  He's always been more like his dad than his mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HL1fuIurGmw/TllT_pnkznI/AAAAAAAAD7o/PfbdTPtSWeI/s1600/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HL1fuIurGmw/TllT_pnkznI/AAAAAAAAD7o/PfbdTPtSWeI/s400/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635960854335090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMxfPjfeqog/TllT_e07pzI/AAAAAAAAD7g/m-U96NNDdZQ/s1600/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMxfPjfeqog/TllT_e07pzI/AAAAAAAAD7g/m-U96NNDdZQ/s400/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635957957568306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's your spaghetti beard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yghiNozyBR4/TllT_FBlJeI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/UvQ47u9r-hk/s1600/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yghiNozyBR4/TllT_FBlJeI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/UvQ47u9r-hk/s400/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645635951031297506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving my free evenings and weekends with my boys!  Lately I'm also loving Chick-Fil-A restaurant and the new Pioneer Woman show on Food Network.  I'd never been to the Chick-Fil-A in Olathe.  Can you believe that?  Seems like I only think about going on a Sunday when they're closed.  I can respect that they're closed on Sundays...but it has kept me from eating there.  Last Saturday we braved the craziness and tried it out.  Love, love, love it.  It's kid-friendly but still clean and yummy.  Cade also made his first play-place debut.  We were hilarious helicopter parents fearing he'd get run over by older kids or stuck up in the upper part until we came to rescue him.  He held his own and made it out alive, and loved every second of it.  I started DVRing the new Pioneer Woman show.  I've always enjoyed her blog and look forward to her show.  She's real.  I like blogs, shows, recipes, etc from people who are REAL.  You know?  Okay, this has been real random so I'll let you get on with your day.  Thanks for stopping by!      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3925928573958345854?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3925928573958345854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3925928573958345854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3925928573958345854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3925928573958345854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-new-news.html' title='No New News'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QWT5nqllom0/TllSafMvt4I/AAAAAAAAD6o/dlwZuHX00bs/s72-c/DSC00004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3497206996678586915</id><published>2011-08-15T21:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:43:47.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On</title><content type='html'>11-12 School Year...we are ready.  My pretty friends from MT (who are all pretty pregnant this year!) and our annual "First day of school" pic.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJSmpJsqL3E/TkndBgRRLSI/AAAAAAAAD6A/nn3xpFUHHPk/s1600/DSC09997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJSmpJsqL3E/TkndBgRRLSI/AAAAAAAAD6A/nn3xpFUHHPk/s400/DSC09997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641283026170228002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be the only one serving a full school year for the 11-12 year!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3497206996678586915?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3497206996678586915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3497206996678586915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3497206996678586915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3497206996678586915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring It On'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJSmpJsqL3E/TkndBgRRLSI/AAAAAAAAD6A/nn3xpFUHHPk/s72-c/DSC09997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-4938525084743974953</id><published>2011-08-15T21:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:28:43.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>S-wing Batta' Batta'</title><content type='html'>Cade loves him some T-ball.  Inside, outside, wherever, whenever.  He's always trying to make everything into a bat and his grandparents swear he's fashioned several make-shift t's in GB as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_uhciSauxs/TkncE0No7UI/AAAAAAAAD54/TFY1Fc-8SaU/s1600/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_uhciSauxs/TkncE0No7UI/AAAAAAAAD54/TFY1Fc-8SaU/s400/DSC09991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641281983551696194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far he's a pretty gentle hitter so it's fine that this somehow evolved into an indoor game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcQBdcQ6VPg/TkncEjq9P9I/AAAAAAAAD5w/iiItBAT7lyQ/s1600/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vcQBdcQ6VPg/TkncEjq9P9I/AAAAAAAAD5w/iiItBAT7lyQ/s400/DSC09990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641281979111260114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yes, I do see how it will present a few problems in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po2coD107qE/TkncEXKXv5I/AAAAAAAAD5o/dghP9Dqrf4Y/s1600/DSC09989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po2coD107qE/TkncEXKXv5I/AAAAAAAAD5o/dghP9Dqrf4Y/s400/DSC09989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641281975753359250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, how could I not reference that huge WT tent in the background of the pics?  Cade's play area in the living room has somehow grown to include the Cars Adventure Hut as well.  Take a stab at who purchased it.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-4938525084743974953?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/4938525084743974953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=4938525084743974953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4938525084743974953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4938525084743974953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/s-wing-batta-batta.html' title='S-wing Batta&apos; Batta&apos;'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_uhciSauxs/TkncE0No7UI/AAAAAAAAD54/TFY1Fc-8SaU/s72-c/DSC09991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7791754503401411607</id><published>2011-08-15T21:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:50:34.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and round we go...</title><content type='html'>Showdown at the Merry-Go-Round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade 1, Mom 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the horse is always a great idea just up until approaching the actual horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2Y0r-AL2bw/TknYZkB_K-I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ngYT90H0ovA/s1600/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2Y0r-AL2bw/TknYZkB_K-I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ngYT90H0ovA/s400/DSC09985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641277941938596834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compromised by settling on the carriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-nO_M4_QKU/TknYZPqykgI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/NEkkHJcz5ec/s1600/DSC09979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-nO_M4_QKU/TknYZPqykgI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/NEkkHJcz5ec/s400/DSC09979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641277936472592898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I'm explaining to Cade how cool it would be to be riding the horse next to us instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5i1OjU6Clg/TknYY03CivI/AAAAAAAAD5I/n1Zkmn5tW9M/s1600/DSC09982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5i1OjU6Clg/TknYY03CivI/AAAAAAAAD5I/n1Zkmn5tW9M/s400/DSC09982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641277929276214002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Cade decides he'd rather not sit with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKQ-p5zm2wY/TknYYvFoQkI/AAAAAAAAD5A/iPWr2KAewj0/s1600/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKQ-p5zm2wY/TknYYvFoQkI/AAAAAAAAD5A/iPWr2KAewj0/s400/DSC09983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641277927726793282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I'm wondering how many more times we have to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AD5MANTsuso/TknYYXaGJ3I/AAAAAAAAD44/x3Ca196imhY/s1600/DSC09984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AD5MANTsuso/TknYYXaGJ3I/AAAAAAAAD44/x3Ca196imhY/s400/DSC09984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641277921370187634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Cade's actual favorite ride at the mall.  Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnsX_QGVxFo/TknY4DdstsI/AAAAAAAAD5g/XagRe8NrMD4/s1600/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnsX_QGVxFo/TknY4DdstsI/AAAAAAAAD5g/XagRe8NrMD4/s400/DSC09987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641278465772402370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7791754503401411607?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7791754503401411607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7791754503401411607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7791754503401411607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7791754503401411607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/round-1.html' title='Round and round we go...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2Y0r-AL2bw/TknYZkB_K-I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ngYT90H0ovA/s72-c/DSC09985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3643668618910971296</id><published>2011-08-15T21:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:35:08.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Butterfly</title><content type='html'>In an effort to soak up the last few moments of summer we've been getting in all those last get-togethers and playdates before "life" sets in again.  It's been a lot of fun catching up with some of our favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;We met &lt;a href="http://www.heinefamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica and Reegan &lt;/a&gt;at a church playplace and coffee shop for some afternoon fun.  Jessica always knows the inside scoop on where to go, what to do, what to buy, etc for the little ones!  Cade loved the change of pace from our drab old toys at home and watching he and Reegan interact was priceless!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY_zBILN2VA/TknUKB84gyI/AAAAAAAAD4g/ndFNe-xK9nY/s1600/DSC09963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY_zBILN2VA/TknUKB84gyI/AAAAAAAAD4g/ndFNe-xK9nY/s400/DSC09963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273277045834530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGJ7iASxNfg/TknUJ0IuUOI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/59ngD5Bfye8/s1600/DSC09961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGJ7iASxNfg/TknUJ0IuUOI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/59ngD5Bfye8/s400/DSC09961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273273337401570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MucQlvLvDaw/TknUJWEJnKI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/z-uN-MX0DH4/s1600/DSC09964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MucQlvLvDaw/TknUJWEJnKI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/z-uN-MX0DH4/s400/DSC09964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273265265155234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5jNoJLLaoE/TknUJLcHVpI/AAAAAAAAD4I/LRbbhu55QGs/s1600/DSC09972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5jNoJLLaoE/TknUJLcHVpI/AAAAAAAAD4I/LRbbhu55QGs/s400/DSC09972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273262412879506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3ciguJXTHI/TknUI-NOM1I/AAAAAAAAD4A/sZCr8AltiKc/s1600/DSC09949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3ciguJXTHI/TknUI-NOM1I/AAAAAAAAD4A/sZCr8AltiKc/s400/DSC09949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273258860753746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys are ball players through and through.  Luckily the rain subsided so we could get some outdoor time with our favorite family of boys, the McCulley's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DObodT_OUds/TknUxGnaM2I/AAAAAAAAD4w/HaBagUASnco/s1600/DSC09975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DObodT_OUds/TknUxGnaM2I/AAAAAAAAD4w/HaBagUASnco/s400/DSC09975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273948312843106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WgY12KxsFxU/TknUwieWmhI/AAAAAAAAD4o/v-BvhhG8WDs/s1600/DSC09978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WgY12KxsFxU/TknUwieWmhI/AAAAAAAAD4o/v-BvhhG8WDs/s400/DSC09978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641273938611182098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though school is beginning, our evenings of fun surely don't have to come to an end!  I can't believe the relief I feel from choosing not to coach cheerleading this year.  I signed Cade and I up for an (indoor) Parent/Tot swim class for September &amp; October and just keep thinking about how nice it will be to have little else to plan around!  Yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3643668618910971296?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3643668618910971296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3643668618910971296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3643668618910971296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3643668618910971296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/social-butterfly.html' title='Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY_zBILN2VA/TknUKB84gyI/AAAAAAAAD4g/ndFNe-xK9nY/s72-c/DSC09963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7551347756458620742</id><published>2011-08-08T23:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:29:06.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>...of summer that is.  I head back to school tomorrow.  It's over.  Summer 2011 is in the books.  A very busy weekend finished 'er off.  &lt;br /&gt;Holly and I attended the Sugarland Concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoIi2VaVEg/TkC0YhBVPlI/AAAAAAAAD34/Gu8n7tMsY_E/s1600/DSC09932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoIi2VaVEg/TkC0YhBVPlI/AAAAAAAAD34/Gu8n7tMsY_E/s400/DSC09932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638705066741677650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my second time to see them in concert.  They always put on a great show, playing all their good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-re0Z0tJofIc/TkC0YSUyxKI/AAAAAAAAD3w/uAgO3xALnh8/s1600/DSC09939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-re0Z0tJofIc/TkC0YSUyxKI/AAAAAAAAD3w/uAgO3xALnh8/s400/DSC09939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638705062796772514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're pretty simple, not a lot of frills, no outfit changes.  I can appreciate the simplicity, but I'm pretty sure if I was a performer I would have at least 37 outfit changes.  I guess that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wL_IEpuASUA/TkC0YNRPUcI/AAAAAAAAD3o/94iLUnOECUk/s1600/DSC09942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wL_IEpuASUA/TkC0YNRPUcI/AAAAAAAAD3o/94iLUnOECUk/s400/DSC09942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638705061439689154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was very much an "if not me than who, if not now than when" kind of day.  I did all the things I hate to do that had to be done.  Deep cleaned the bathrooms, dusted (even baseboards), and plucked my eyebrows.  In my opinion, there's nothing worse than deep cleaning and eyebrow maintenance.  And I just can't bring myself to pay someone else to take care of either of those things.  I'm too cheap.  I know I should just buck up and do it.  So I did.  Surely we're good 'til at least Thanksgiving now.  &lt;br /&gt;I love my job and I'm so thankful for the flexibility it brings...AKA summer.  But somehow I feel the need to brace myself (and Cade) for our re-entry into the working world.  Buckle up, buddy, 'cuz tomorrow you're gonna have to be up well before 10:30!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7551347756458620742?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7551347756458620742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7551347756458620742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7551347756458620742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7551347756458620742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoIi2VaVEg/TkC0YhBVPlI/AAAAAAAAD34/Gu8n7tMsY_E/s72-c/DSC09932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6093057376802929554</id><published>2011-08-06T22:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T23:48:47.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the Alamo</title><content type='html'>Matt and I decided we wanted to get away for a few days before school so we shopped for cheap flights and decided on San Antonio, you know, because it's just not hot enough here in KC. Cade headed off to the Bend to be spoiled by grandparents while we packed up and headed south. &lt;br /&gt;A hot little rental car for the hot couple? Well, this one was $70 a day while a Dodge Caravan was $17. We took no shame in rockin' the mini for the week...but we didn't get photographic evidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iooaaFjIEw/Tj4Fo0co_OI/AAAAAAAAD14/7lHLIeHOgIU/s1600/DSC09895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iooaaFjIEw/Tj4Fo0co_OI/AAAAAAAAD14/7lHLIeHOgIU/s400/DSC09895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637949982346116322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our arrival we did everything San Antonio tourists should do. Remember the Alamo! (But actually Matt will remember a bit more clearly than I as I did fall asleep during the video). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLgSGRLY19M/Tj4FofISbMI/AAAAAAAAD1w/aQmoBhLzGnI/s1600/DSC09901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLgSGRLY19M/Tj4FofISbMI/AAAAAAAAD1w/aQmoBhLzGnI/s400/DSC09901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637949976623606978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweating my face off on the Riverboat tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hx_DRQOGpRE/Tj4FoKeVAAI/AAAAAAAAD1o/HS6g19Zzap4/s1600/DSC09896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hx_DRQOGpRE/Tj4FoKeVAAI/AAAAAAAAD1o/HS6g19Zzap4/s400/DSC09896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637949971078905858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part of the Riverwalk was the backdrop in the swimwear competition in the movie Miss Congeniality. Seeing this might have been the highlight of the boat ride for me. Hey, I love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMiLmKurXBo/Tj4Fn35yvwI/AAAAAAAAD1g/psul-NglL8I/s1600/DSC09897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMiLmKurXBo/Tj4Fn35yvwI/AAAAAAAAD1g/psul-NglL8I/s400/DSC09897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637949966093827842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My studly hubby posing amongst the Riverwalk nightlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhHVl6XdLeQ/Tj4FniSwDII/AAAAAAAAD1Y/lKfTSym8zN4/s1600/DSC09915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhHVl6XdLeQ/Tj4FniSwDII/AAAAAAAAD1Y/lKfTSym8zN4/s400/DSC09915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637949960292928642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining on the Riverwalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HmfiqFXgKZ8/Tj4GrPhMh6I/AAAAAAAAD2g/FMHaYj1sg3M/s1600/DSC09916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HmfiqFXgKZ8/Tj4GrPhMh6I/AAAAAAAAD2g/FMHaYj1sg3M/s400/DSC09916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637951123484346274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took in a movie...which apparently is not what tourists do in San Antonio. Notice the completely empty theater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChEyjxIyMSY/Tj4Gq48lS_I/AAAAAAAAD2Y/KrmNbwnW0H0/s1600/DSC09913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChEyjxIyMSY/Tj4Gq48lS_I/AAAAAAAAD2Y/KrmNbwnW0H0/s400/DSC09913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637951117425200114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel was right on the Riverwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIiccLJYrkA/Tj4GqhHggAI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/60BysFDw6sU/s1600/DSC09923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIiccLJYrkA/Tj4GqhHggAI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/60BysFDw6sU/s400/DSC09923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637951111028572162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMYiEhKEF6Q/Tj4GqW5f07I/AAAAAAAAD2I/t7ov-KPUkXs/s1600/DSC09925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMYiEhKEF6Q/Tj4GqW5f07I/AAAAAAAAD2I/t7ov-KPUkXs/s400/DSC09925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637951108285453234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting bonus, Cowboys training camp was taking place at the Alamo Dome and they were staying at a nearby hotel. We didn't see anyone famous, but I was impressed just to see the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wtX_UzjADuM/Tj4GqKLXJLI/AAAAAAAAD2A/QEWson4m49w/s1600/DSC09914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wtX_UzjADuM/Tj4GqKLXJLI/AAAAAAAAD2A/QEWson4m49w/s400/DSC09914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637951104870720690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each planned a day. I chose a glorious day at the outlet malls in nearby San Marcos. Matt was an excellent shopper. Matt chose a day at Schlitterbahn. I wasn't quite the trooper that he was for me on shopping day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GDnfgB1ErpA/Tj4HnziK0QI/AAAAAAAAD3I/cAZf34VKBqU/s1600/DSC09921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GDnfgB1ErpA/Tj4HnziK0QI/AAAAAAAAD3I/cAZf34VKBqU/s400/DSC09921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637952163944255746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be getting a little too old for water park fun. I desperately wished for water socks and did not enjoy riding a tram across the park barefoot and donning just a swimsuit. Have you ever ridden a school bus half-naked?! Matt said I've become a little too Johnson County...once I got over the initial WT-ness of the water park...it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Some innocent swim suit model floating down one of the tube slides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8M9U6Lbx7Y4/Tj4HnsgViXI/AAAAAAAAD3A/7vmtSVa-oPk/s1600/DSC09920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8M9U6Lbx7Y4/Tj4HnsgViXI/AAAAAAAAD3A/7vmtSVa-oPk/s400/DSC09920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637952162057521522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a new part and an "Original" part of the park. This was the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj7uf_d2Jdc/Tj4HnV7BmpI/AAAAAAAAD24/faGBYuVV8Qs/s1600/DSC09919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj7uf_d2Jdc/Tj4HnV7BmpI/AAAAAAAAD24/faGBYuVV8Qs/s400/DSC09919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637952155995445906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new part did have some really great slides. We hopped in line for the most popular slide and after about 20 minutes we came upon a sign that read "In approximately 2 Hours or less you will be experiencing the Master Blaster." We thought surely this was a joke. It was not. And we waited in the line. For two hours. I can't even remember the Master Blaster. I think I blacked out after waiting in line for 2 hours. We are crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCg4Y9x6pTE/Tj4HnAr7STI/AAAAAAAAD2w/7UPYykGGF1A/s1600/DSC09917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCg4Y9x6pTE/Tj4HnAr7STI/AAAAAAAAD2w/7UPYykGGF1A/s400/DSC09917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637952150294972722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very relaxing trip and a lot of fun getting to spend so much time with Matt! I couldn't help snapping this pic of Matt...and his infamous book bag. He has taken this bag on every vacation for at least the last 6 years. Probably more than that. I don't even know where he keeps it at home come to think of it. Every vacation, he bust it out from it's secret hiding place. Work it, Matt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8elxHSlpUIc/Tj4Hm6PVupI/AAAAAAAAD2o/N7jTSQmtP-8/s1600/DSC09927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8elxHSlpUIc/Tj4Hm6PVupI/AAAAAAAAD2o/N7jTSQmtP-8/s400/DSC09927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637952148564458130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey ended with some up close encounters with several planes as they flew in for a landing over the economy parking lot. Cade would've loved this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWR_QOGSmj8/Tj4Ic_pek0I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/92eb6UMMNX8/s1600/DSC09931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWR_QOGSmj8/Tj4Ic_pek0I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/92eb6UMMNX8/s400/DSC09931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637953077729203010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had about 10 "fly-bys" as we searched for our car...for about 15 minutes. Note to self: make more specific note of where the car is left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYdtVvuOR6M/Tj4IdI5JPPI/AAAAAAAAD3g/eYG7T_AE9zk/s1600/DSC09929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYdtVvuOR6M/Tj4IdI5JPPI/AAAAAAAAD3g/eYG7T_AE9zk/s400/DSC09929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637953080210832626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Matt for being a great travel agent and for letting me be your travel buddy! (Along with your lucky back pack that is!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6093057376802929554?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6093057376802929554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6093057376802929554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6093057376802929554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6093057376802929554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/remember-alamo.html' title='Remember the Alamo'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iooaaFjIEw/Tj4Fo0co_OI/AAAAAAAAD14/7lHLIeHOgIU/s72-c/DSC09895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8395007104816919339</id><published>2011-08-01T22:03:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:30:23.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' the Wildlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend held more travels and wild times as we headed to Wichita for Matt's cousin's wedding and a little mini-vacay with the Keeley side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Cade's first wedding dance, and boy, did he live it up! This is the best I could do to get a pic of the three great-grandkids...better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVFIii6bvbs/Tjdquw1OY5I/AAAAAAAADvo/iFNSV3zrc5I/s1600/DSC09865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636090810292134802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVFIii6bvbs/Tjdquw1OY5I/AAAAAAAADvo/iFNSV3zrc5I/s400/DSC09865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cade was very intrigued by the Joseph and Mary statues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O03CE8XsVjA/Tjdqup5AtUI/AAAAAAAADvg/3rScIhEFXi0/s1600/DSC09868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636090808428967234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O03CE8XsVjA/Tjdqup5AtUI/AAAAAAAADvg/3rScIhEFXi0/s400/DSC09868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grand Marching with Cade and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRlrD0MPAfk/Tjdr4TnIq0I/AAAAAAAADwg/GbIEW8mZdaU/s1600/DSC09874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636092073758731074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRlrD0MPAfk/Tjdr4TnIq0I/AAAAAAAADwg/GbIEW8mZdaU/s400/DSC09874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bride passes through our tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8BWcWKR8Ck/Tjdr4EUkh4I/AAAAAAAADwY/4HD7v5Lhqlc/s1600/DSC09875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636092069654333314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8BWcWKR8Ck/Tjdr4EUkh4I/AAAAAAAADwY/4HD7v5Lhqlc/s400/DSC09875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LkVGUzRFOs/Tjdr3n1oTEI/AAAAAAAADwQ/7pqA2A9p9Pg/s1600/DSC09877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636092062008364098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LkVGUzRFOs/Tjdr3n1oTEI/AAAAAAAADwQ/7pqA2A9p9Pg/s400/DSC09877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First dance as Mr. and Mrs. Kyle Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbll3gauyPs/Tjdr3V6-8iI/AAAAAAAADwI/ddOIxosozQI/s1600/DSC09878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636092057198981666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbll3gauyPs/Tjdr3V6-8iI/AAAAAAAADwI/ddOIxosozQI/s400/DSC09878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Christy caught the bouquet...again! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636093339129967874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zmZpsCtv0U/TjdtB9fJdQI/AAAAAAAADxI/yYIGQaXJMHU/s400/DSC09896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade kept the dance floor hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpII1-ZRPU/TjeKp6kJmHI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/MWEsmroxr94/s1600/DSC09888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636125911377614962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpII1-ZRPU/TjeKp6kJmHI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/MWEsmroxr94/s400/DSC09888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzGDG2NNe2o/Tjdr3GmS_kI/AAAAAAAADwA/_MZOY98hkx8/s1600/DSC09885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636092053085683266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzGDG2NNe2o/Tjdr3GmS_kI/AAAAAAAADwA/_MZOY98hkx8/s400/DSC09885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This action-shot of the three of us doing the Cotton-Eyed Joe is hilarious, maybe it's the guy in the background? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Px_4JQ0Qc/TjdtBbKn4DI/AAAAAAAADw4/UX9BWkrs314/s1600/DSC09898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636093329917075506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Px_4JQ0Qc/TjdtBbKn4DI/AAAAAAAADw4/UX9BWkrs314/s400/DSC09898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nALwNnDSIk/TjdtA8ZysZI/AAAAAAAADww/ThHTm0RubTw/s1600/DSC09901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636093321659199890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nALwNnDSIk/TjdtA8ZysZI/AAAAAAAADww/ThHTm0RubTw/s400/DSC09901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chiimAiPJU0/TjdtAjwZsoI/AAAAAAAADwo/ZsFIWTBz2t4/s1600/DSC09903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636093315043144322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chiimAiPJU0/TjdtAjwZsoI/AAAAAAAADwo/ZsFIWTBz2t4/s400/DSC09903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People would often gather around and mimic Cade's moves. What a trend-setter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks4lhe2bTZM/TjduXQKmVUI/AAAAAAAADxw/oCm09u6PlwM/s1600/DSC09904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636094804432934210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks4lhe2bTZM/TjduXQKmVUI/AAAAAAAADxw/oCm09u6PlwM/s400/DSC09904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvbImNN9GOY/TjduXLVKnNI/AAAAAAAADxo/V_AnXDNw7oA/s1600/DSC09906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636094803135077586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvbImNN9GOY/TjduXLVKnNI/AAAAAAAADxo/V_AnXDNw7oA/s400/DSC09906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cade couldn't believe how late he got to stay up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPrYXOYPFNI/TjduW4awBmI/AAAAAAAADxg/C7DVtYwz7F4/s1600/DSC09882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636094798058227298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPrYXOYPFNI/TjduW4awBmI/AAAAAAAADxg/C7DVtYwz7F4/s400/DSC09882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vacay Day 2: All-Star Sports and Arcade...not quite tall enough to ride anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zupgre9NPn0/TjduWiWYvTI/AAAAAAAADxY/p8N1tBCp57A/s1600/DSC09908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636094792134343986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zupgre9NPn0/TjduWiWYvTI/AAAAAAAADxY/p8N1tBCp57A/s400/DSC09908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he had a blast pretending to drive the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tWnFj5Sx8w/TjduWTwjymI/AAAAAAAADxQ/ab0RSo60NYE/s1600/DSC09920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636094788217588322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tWnFj5Sx8w/TjduWTwjymI/AAAAAAAADxQ/ab0RSo60NYE/s400/DSC09920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's all about any kind of car. He prefers to be as close to the steering wheel as possible. Kinda like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egWwGj6_29A/Tjdxyl3aS9I/AAAAAAAADyY/gabOpn_J5oY/s1600/DSC09924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636098572649384914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egWwGj6_29A/Tjdxyl3aS9I/AAAAAAAADyY/gabOpn_J5oY/s400/DSC09924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Anniversary to us! We celebrated 6 years on Saturday...at All-Star Sports...with the whole gang. And it really was a great time. We loved being with all our family and friends on our wedding day and now on our anniversary too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fuww1jKNVtw/Tjd0ymMgzdI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xh2IKxxyyuU/s1600/DSC09943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101871272775122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fuww1jKNVtw/Tjd0ymMgzdI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xh2IKxxyyuU/s400/DSC09943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini-golf with 9 adults and 2 kids under age 1 can get interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSAECiQetsI/TjdxyKRAYyI/AAAAAAAADyQ/SIkSHt4eXF0/s1600/DSC09928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636098565240546082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xSAECiQetsI/TjdxyKRAYyI/AAAAAAAADyQ/SIkSHt4eXF0/s400/DSC09928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8pU3cX9X-U/Tjdxx5h43-I/AAAAAAAADyI/kH1fuQ9A3sA/s1600/DSC09936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636098560747954146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8pU3cX9X-U/Tjdxx5h43-I/AAAAAAAADyI/kH1fuQ9A3sA/s400/DSC09936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkz-a_P9Y10/TjdxxpbZCcI/AAAAAAAADyA/KaXLJOplzIw/s1600/DSC09932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636098556425734594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkz-a_P9Y10/TjdxxpbZCcI/AAAAAAAADyA/KaXLJOplzIw/s400/DSC09932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ0sgJUdwn8/TjdxxUQcD_I/AAAAAAAADx4/BOqbl-bRELc/s1600/DSC09931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636098550742650866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ0sgJUdwn8/TjdxxUQcD_I/AAAAAAAADx4/BOqbl-bRELc/s400/DSC09931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The go-carting gang. My car was fast! Or is it just that I know how to properly maneuver the curves...it's a lot like JoCo driving to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZW2ailldzg/TjdzCrsrxdI/AAAAAAAADy4/r-pdvaAsiBo/s1600/DSC09945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636099948604540370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZW2ailldzg/TjdzCrsrxdI/AAAAAAAADy4/r-pdvaAsiBo/s400/DSC09945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finished the night off at the batting cages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_THRySmTcJU/TjdzCSwtKMI/AAAAAAAADyw/UlAhJH6LR_c/s1600/DSC09952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636099941910522050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_THRySmTcJU/TjdzCSwtKMI/AAAAAAAADyw/UlAhJH6LR_c/s400/DSC09952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went with the slow softball pitches...and my arms are still so sore. I thought I might have broke my hand. I'm blaming the poor quality bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMEONAMFxoM/Tjd_fJ0aHII/AAAAAAAAD1I/-ST3wQ4WOYg/s1600/DSC09968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636113631865871490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMEONAMFxoM/Tjd_fJ0aHII/AAAAAAAAD1I/-ST3wQ4WOYg/s400/DSC09968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys preferred to hit the fast pitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRaIPGKZsek/TjdzCJi4mnI/AAAAAAAADyo/gp_ir2DkPiE/s1600/DSC09961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636099939436632690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRaIPGKZsek/TjdzCJi4mnI/AAAAAAAADyo/gp_ir2DkPiE/s400/DSC09961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cade preferred to just take practice cuts outside the cages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuESDSOhvZw/Tjd0yUb4yCI/AAAAAAAADz4/CtU-wg9B1Zo/s1600/DSC09962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101866505422882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuESDSOhvZw/Tjd0yUb4yCI/AAAAAAAADz4/CtU-wg9B1Zo/s400/DSC09962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another late night! This is his deliriously tired smile...but at least he's still smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8skrFtqG1I/Tjd0x4vBbZI/AAAAAAAADzw/4m0lbpNKxRs/s1600/DSC09971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101859069488530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8skrFtqG1I/Tjd0x4vBbZI/AAAAAAAADzw/4m0lbpNKxRs/s400/DSC09971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 3 we hit up the &lt;a href="http://twpark.com/"&gt;Tanganyika Wildlife Park &lt;/a&gt;in Goddard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5KQFMhzGKw/Tjd0Jw8s32I/AAAAAAAADzo/KmSiaDlnvYU/s1600/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101169784610658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5KQFMhzGKw/Tjd0Jw8s32I/AAAAAAAADzo/KmSiaDlnvYU/s400/DSC09983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We could get so close to the animals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21vpESe2V1k/Tjd0JnAjcYI/AAAAAAAADzg/i70beJLOIlE/s1600/DSC09973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101167116415362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21vpESe2V1k/Tjd0JnAjcYI/AAAAAAAADzg/i70beJLOIlE/s400/DSC09973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5pFrylBR3Y/Tjd0JbppVLI/AAAAAAAADzY/uFnThLwCB-o/s1600/DSC09974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101164067542194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5pFrylBR3Y/Tjd0JbppVLI/AAAAAAAADzY/uFnThLwCB-o/s400/DSC09974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joU3nc-PYlw/Tjd0JNpThLI/AAAAAAAADzQ/BEXvaOrVAhw/s1600/DSC09976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101160308016306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joU3nc-PYlw/Tjd0JNpThLI/AAAAAAAADzQ/BEXvaOrVAhw/s400/DSC09976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lPaMEb43sc/Tjd0IyTnVzI/AAAAAAAADzI/8REOSqOL6Zk/s1600/DSC09981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636101152969283378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lPaMEb43sc/Tjd0IyTnVzI/AAAAAAAADzI/8REOSqOL6Zk/s400/DSC09981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The monkeys weren't up for performing...but notice how there's no cage? They were on their own little "monkey island."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUYr_Jj5aYk/Tjd3CwqlLjI/AAAAAAAAD0o/1WJwzvY_4zA/s1600/DSC09984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636104347984408114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUYr_Jj5aYk/Tjd3CwqlLjI/AAAAAAAAD0o/1WJwzvY_4zA/s400/DSC09984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We could walk right into the kangaroo pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARA0shBDJQ/Tjd3Ci_InSI/AAAAAAAAD0g/nhAfsIJmKXs/s1600/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636104344312519970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARA0shBDJQ/Tjd3Ci_InSI/AAAAAAAAD0g/nhAfsIJmKXs/s400/DSC09987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GiLXIRJ-3M/Tjd3CSLoEgI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/y033XwF-FYw/s1600/DSC09988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636104339801510402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--GiLXIRJ-3M/Tjd3CSLoEgI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/y033XwF-FYw/s400/DSC09988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had some up-close encounters with the goats too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6pLcFjDLxQs/Tjd3CPmOjVI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/Hrxu_XW2rnY/s1600/DSC09991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636104339107777874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6pLcFjDLxQs/Tjd3CPmOjVI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/Hrxu_XW2rnY/s400/DSC09991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy7k3yNOF1w/Tjd3BzcXZFI/AAAAAAAAD0I/jwlm5Hl9aEE/s1600/DSC09995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636104331550221394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy7k3yNOF1w/Tjd3BzcXZFI/AAAAAAAAD0I/jwlm5Hl9aEE/s400/DSC09995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Lk-eOhhcl0/Tjd3t25iXgI/AAAAAAAAD1A/lkeQ4H6X1xA/s1600/DSC09996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636105088392125954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Lk-eOhhcl0/Tjd3t25iXgI/AAAAAAAAD1A/lkeQ4H6X1xA/s400/DSC09996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzHkjmP5J8o/Tjd3tvyIZQI/AAAAAAAAD04/uFeQZEUPxkE/s1600/DSC09998.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even walked some animals around on leashes! What a cool place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCO7HsCZO2s/Tjd3tSyKViI/AAAAAAAAD0w/-T_CCP21R9w/s1600/DSC09999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636105078697514530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCO7HsCZO2s/Tjd3tSyKViI/AAAAAAAAD0w/-T_CCP21R9w/s400/DSC09999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope we can visit here again some time. I was telling &lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gentry&lt;/a&gt; about it and suggested she have her wedding there someday? She said she'd think about it if she got to come down the aisle on an elephant. I'll see what I can do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for a great weekend of wild times! A perfect way to wind down the summer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8395007104816919339?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8395007104816919339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8395007104816919339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8395007104816919339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8395007104816919339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/08/livin-wildlife.html' title='Livin&apos; the Wildlife'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVFIii6bvbs/Tjdquw1OY5I/AAAAAAAADvo/iFNSV3zrc5I/s72-c/DSC09865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2444267314401982644</id><published>2011-07-31T23:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:11:46.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Travels</title><content type='html'>Well I've got some major catching up to do! We've been keeping the road hot...but that's not really the reason why my posting is so delayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We switched internet providers. Wow. What a mess. But something had to be done. Comcast, I hate you. Always have, always will. You charge a crazy amount and force me to have a home phone number that was conveniently last registered to someone with an incredible amount of debt collectors after her. Thanks for that. So our two-year contract was finally up and Matt said he'd like to be in charge of finding our new cable/internet provider. More power to you, Matt. In beautiful South Hampton, options are limited. Even though people within a few blocks have AT&amp;T U-verse...that doesn't mean we get it. In fact, we only get Comcast. Convenient. Direct TV, here we come. Feels like we have millions of channels and fancy cable boxes on EVERY TV. Yea! So far, so good. Oh yeah, except for that week and a half lull where we couldn't figure out the internet. And now Matt casually mentions that our connection speed is "a bit slower than before." Hmmm. And, sidenote: our neighborhood now also has SureWest service. Thanks SureWest for showing up about 2 years and 2 weeks too late for us. Whew. I apparently have some crazy hidden aggression about this issue. Now that that's out in the open, on with the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weekends ago Cade and I rendezvoused with the GB clan (minus Summertime Barbie) in Tulsa to visit my mom's side of the family. We affectionately nicknamed my aunt and uncle's house the "Roberts Resort" as it's recently renovated and quite the relaxing hang out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the resort says Aunt Pam and Brooke.  Wanna take a dip?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5Uvv9VZpd8/TjY3J4VT_7I/AAAAAAAADug/eBkyGt3H3KM/s1600/DSC09823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5Uvv9VZpd8/TjY3J4VT_7I/AAAAAAAADug/eBkyGt3H3KM/s400/DSC09823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752626580881330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or hang out on the new deck perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TKgfU1kGKY/TjY3JnG5xrI/AAAAAAAADuY/wpS0mCAnWbI/s1600/DSC09819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TKgfU1kGKY/TjY3JnG5xrI/AAAAAAAADuY/wpS0mCAnWbI/s400/DSC09819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752621957039794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade always takes a while to warm up to the idea of swimming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dqir1UbfGw0/TjY3JV6MBXI/AAAAAAAADuQ/Kkykd-T_134/s1600/DSC09820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dqir1UbfGw0/TjY3JV6MBXI/AAAAAAAADuQ/Kkykd-T_134/s400/DSC09820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752617340306802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Zach will help you feel at home Cade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgbkub_9jpw/TjY3JFvG3gI/AAAAAAAADuI/sSv_FUOY07w/s1600/DSC09824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgbkub_9jpw/TjY3JFvG3gI/AAAAAAAADuI/sSv_FUOY07w/s400/DSC09824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752612998864386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he just needed his goggles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWl7dr4WAbc/TjY3IuizUeI/AAAAAAAADuA/dSJGYpVmug0/s1600/DSC09831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWl7dr4WAbc/TjY3IuizUeI/AAAAAAAADuA/dSJGYpVmug0/s400/DSC09831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635752606773236194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam got some good swimming pics I'll have to get loaded on soon.  Our SLOWER internet is making things a wee bit difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grill Masters Uncle David and my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vfLd6wNjqI/TjY5RZB0uHI/AAAAAAAADvI/w3Dz7LH_ngY/s1600/DSC09833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vfLd6wNjqI/TjY5RZB0uHI/AAAAAAAADvI/w3Dz7LH_ngY/s400/DSC09833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635754954639849586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Masters Pam, Brooke, and Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHn8IvsMM_I/TjY5RHG3KrI/AAAAAAAADvA/tWriocF_u6w/s1600/DSC09840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHn8IvsMM_I/TjY5RHG3KrI/AAAAAAAADvA/tWriocF_u6w/s400/DSC09840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635754949829143218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade made himself right at home, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4p7qAoaz5k/TjY5QfKLCDI/AAAAAAAADuo/IiT871i7UdY/s1600/DSC09847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4p7qAoaz5k/TjY5QfKLCDI/AAAAAAAADuo/IiT871i7UdY/s400/DSC09847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635754939105609778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n042T6HAEsI/TjY5Q2GZ3zI/AAAAAAAADu4/JfhN1b0diuU/s1600/DSC09842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n042T6HAEsI/TjY5Q2GZ3zI/AAAAAAAADu4/JfhN1b0diuU/s400/DSC09842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635754945263820594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to get see Grandmama and &lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-announcement.html"&gt;Thompson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMfNMVaPdBg/TjY5Qmh3b_I/AAAAAAAADuw/K8tdcAsU3Is/s1600/DSC09844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMfNMVaPdBg/TjY5Qmh3b_I/AAAAAAAADuw/K8tdcAsU3Is/s400/DSC09844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635754941084037106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Bobby (the dog) was ready for Cade to head on home.  Even though Cade kept clearly calling him by name, Bobby was less than impressed with the attention he was getting from crazy Cade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_rn2RdDeHo/TjY6jRsUZUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/zXdw9HPGAkQ/s1600/DSC09852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_rn2RdDeHo/TjY6jRsUZUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/zXdw9HPGAkQ/s400/DSC09852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635756361419875650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Roberts family for letting us come visit the wonderful "Roberts Resort!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2444267314401982644?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2444267314401982644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2444267314401982644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2444267314401982644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2444267314401982644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-travels-part-1.html' title='Summer Travels'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G5Uvv9VZpd8/TjY3J4VT_7I/AAAAAAAADug/eBkyGt3H3KM/s72-c/DSC09823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-618525683661335622</id><published>2011-07-21T15:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:46:31.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Put it on the List!</title><content type='html'>Now this project wasn't on the original &lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2011-06-27T13%3A53%3A00-05%3A00&amp;max-results=7"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt;, but it's been on my "someday" list for awhile, and when upholstery fabric was on clearance at Hobby Lobby this quickly jumped off the someday list and into reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, bare windows. We do have (faux) wood blinds now since this pic was taken. Sidenote: Notice the pristine glow of the kitchen? This was clearly taken before I had a child. Even with the blinds, I always thought it would be nice to have something to help make it look a little more finished and tie all the random paint colors together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5Uu7BXKGb8/TiiQ-RNkLWI/AAAAAAAADs4/BNJsP-jQ_tg/s1600/kitchen%2Bwindow%2Bbefore"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5Uu7BXKGb8/TiiQ-RNkLWI/AAAAAAAADs4/BNJsP-jQ_tg/s400/kitchen%2Bwindow%2Bbefore" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910733473394018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one especially needed some finishing touches with the terrible 80s window shade. Hate it. They had one when we moved in that I promptly removed...just to buy another one a year later as the sun really beats down in this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LASswxlhPVE/TiiQ-HEFNAI/AAAAAAAADsw/XG7zSVR1gkg/s1600/DSC09759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LASswxlhPVE/TiiQ-HEFNAI/AAAAAAAADsw/XG7zSVR1gkg/s400/DSC09759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910730749260802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeley's at work! I had no part in this project other than the idea. They made it a reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNYJ95CXQ-4/TiiQ9vUmxwI/AAAAAAAADso/lWrEz1ZyCRM/s1600/DSC09757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNYJ95CXQ-4/TiiQ9vUmxwI/AAAAAAAADso/lWrEz1ZyCRM/s400/DSC09757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910724376119042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They built some plywood box-type-things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_nypk0Lofg/TiiQ9N8y6TI/AAAAAAAADsg/a_Q8ZO3-X4U/s1600/DSC09760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_nypk0Lofg/TiiQ9N8y6TI/AAAAAAAADsg/a_Q8ZO3-X4U/s400/DSC09760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910715417880882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Matt's mom wrapped them in batting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TATtETZc-Zg/TiiQ8RImouI/AAAAAAAADsY/ryEMnWBZ0SA/s1600/DSC09762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TATtETZc-Zg/TiiQ8RImouI/AAAAAAAADsY/ryEMnWBZ0SA/s400/DSC09762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631910699092845282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then stapled on the fabric. She also used a spray adhesive which was genius. I did not think of that. She does great work. I should definitely give her a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GguDhMk2KpE/TiiSna_x_dI/AAAAAAAADtg/8cDks8zBsGk/s1600/DSC09765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GguDhMk2KpE/TiiSna_x_dI/AAAAAAAADtg/8cDks8zBsGk/s400/DSC09765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631912539986197970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys (I mean, men?) then secured them to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBxDnUZGwkw/TiiSlVjT5ZI/AAAAAAAADtY/Wwk1KdEWPkM/s1600/DSC09766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBxDnUZGwkw/TiiSlVjT5ZI/AAAAAAAADtY/Wwk1KdEWPkM/s400/DSC09766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631912504164869522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila. Hard to get the full effect with my less-than professional camera and less-than professional camera angles--but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RRrT0CUWLg/TiiSlOgicHI/AAAAAAAADtQ/Pu9YtjNpaz8/s1600/DSC09770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RRrT0CUWLg/TiiSlOgicHI/AAAAAAAADtQ/Pu9YtjNpaz8/s400/DSC09770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631912502274191474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already had the red curtains for the sliding door and I decided to leave them up as it really matched pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq0xtri3E9U/TiiSkp2yMEI/AAAAAAAADtI/EVHObgcBONw/s1600/DSC09774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq0xtri3E9U/TiiSkp2yMEI/AAAAAAAADtI/EVHObgcBONw/s400/DSC09774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631912492435386434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwc7FWsAD58/TiiSkKIis1I/AAAAAAAADtA/scrJEz9iLY4/s1600/DSC09779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwc7FWsAD58/TiiSkKIis1I/AAAAAAAADtA/scrJEz9iLY4/s400/DSC09779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631912483919934290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The valances over the kitchen windows are my favorite. It's just the right touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smK0rHPSwwU/TiiUg6M3XbI/AAAAAAAADt4/yiE08HB49aE/s1600/DSC09785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smK0rHPSwwU/TiiUg6M3XbI/AAAAAAAADt4/yiE08HB49aE/s400/DSC09785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631914627126746546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLQWbGBLm6A/TiiUgJ_D9qI/AAAAAAAADtw/a_criXAmINk/s1600/DSC09786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLQWbGBLm6A/TiiUgJ_D9qI/AAAAAAAADtw/a_criXAmINk/s400/DSC09786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631914614183949986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cade's "clearly I love it!" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLo5Z1xYFEw/TiiUfpMkIwI/AAAAAAAADto/wbEvIOMUMMA/s1600/DSC09783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLo5Z1xYFEw/TiiUfpMkIwI/AAAAAAAADto/wbEvIOMUMMA/s400/DSC09783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631914605382214402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mike and Jan for all of your help and motivation! (We always require a little jump-start to get going on home improvement tasks.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects remaining: deck and basement ceiling. Who's surprised?! Not I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is my 281st post.  How the heck have I been blogging since 2007 and haven't even hit 300 yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-618525683661335622?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/618525683661335622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=618525683661335622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/618525683661335622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/618525683661335622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/put-it-on-list.html' title='Put it on the List!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5Uu7BXKGb8/TiiQ-RNkLWI/AAAAAAAADs4/BNJsP-jQ_tg/s72-c/kitchen%2Bwindow%2Bbefore' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5150671234508074896</id><published>2011-07-16T15:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T15:57:25.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJleZKfOkDA/TiH5DlzYVJI/AAAAAAAADsQ/yRqaEGruS0Y/s1600/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJleZKfOkDA/TiH5DlzYVJI/AAAAAAAADsQ/yRqaEGruS0Y/s400/sisters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630054849272370322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gentry!&lt;/a&gt;  The newest blogger on the block...and also my sister.  (See us pictured above, from last summer, with Senior Picture Barbie.)  She's a spunky little writer and pretty funny too--if I do say so myself.  So head on over and take a peak at &lt;a href="http://journeysofgentry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gentry's Journeys&lt;/a&gt;.  Why don't you add her to your Google Reader list while you're at it.  And if you don't have Google Reader yet you should seriously think about it.  Love it.  Ok, that's all for today.  Back to summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5150671234508074896?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5150671234508074896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5150671234508074896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5150671234508074896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5150671234508074896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HJleZKfOkDA/TiH5DlzYVJI/AAAAAAAADsQ/yRqaEGruS0Y/s72-c/sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5127839004020859084</id><published>2011-07-14T22:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:57:17.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghetto or Fabulous?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCvBCNpkHTs/Th-2LpArq5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oWYNBypJLkA/s1600/DSC09737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCvBCNpkHTs/Th-2LpArq5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oWYNBypJLkA/s320/DSC09737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629418370339941266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very ghetto, but effective.  I thought I would give this posterboard-behind-the-blinds method a try before pulling the trigger on purchasing black-out curtains.  I was surprised to find that from the outside it just looks like a dark second floor window...score!!!  Results thus far: nap time has increased by 30 minutes and he woke up an hour and a half later this morning!  So while it is pretty ghetto, more sleep is always pretty fabulous!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5127839004020859084?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5127839004020859084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5127839004020859084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5127839004020859084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5127839004020859084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/ghetto-or-fabulous.html' title='Ghetto or Fabulous?'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCvBCNpkHTs/Th-2LpArq5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oWYNBypJLkA/s72-c/DSC09737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6265261814974863547</id><published>2011-07-12T20:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:50:27.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Love</title><content type='html'>I kicked off the b-day morning with 5:30 Jazzercise because, heck, why not get up and at 'em and enjoy the whole day on your birthday?  (You know you're getting old when you get up earlier rather than stay up later to get more out of your day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home to these two cuties...and the birthday banner!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPb-0_mYclE/ThzwtnAcxuI/AAAAAAAADsA/7kXuAI9buxU/s1600/DSC09735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPb-0_mYclE/ThzwtnAcxuI/AAAAAAAADsA/7kXuAI9buxU/s400/DSC09735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628638300661925602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice work, Matt.  I'm determined to use that banner for EVERY birthday celebrated (it was a little pricey) and I would have felt like a tool hanging it up myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE91fN-LU4M/ThzwtE2ohrI/AAAAAAAADr4/60TTO6FseEk/s1600/DSC09733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE91fN-LU4M/ThzwtE2ohrI/AAAAAAAADr4/60TTO6FseEk/s400/DSC09733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628638291493947058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout a little t-ball before 7am?  Note to self: must get light blocking curtains for Cade's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2y745N5qEy4/ThzwsmdAiFI/AAAAAAAADrw/KEOtTej-UKQ/s1600/DSC09734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2y745N5qEy4/ThzwsmdAiFI/AAAAAAAADrw/KEOtTej-UKQ/s400/DSC09734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628638283333404754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was pretty lazy, but fun, as demonstrated by our "Birthday Fort" below.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyAIHPD0xkM/Thzwr5QRnQI/AAAAAAAADro/Qc9WoghdS8Q/s1600/DSC09745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyAIHPD0xkM/Thzwr5QRnQI/AAAAAAAADro/Qc9WoghdS8Q/s400/DSC09745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628638271200402690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only for the birthday girl and her guest.  Yes we used the timer for this pic.  And yes, Matt made fun of my terrible fort-making skills when he got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCqJbw8gqY/ThzwrWsSd1I/AAAAAAAADrg/cIzymRSditw/s1600/DSC09746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdCqJbw8gqY/ThzwrWsSd1I/AAAAAAAADrg/cIzymRSditw/s400/DSC09746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628638261922658130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not always the biggest fan of Facebook as it sometimes makes me feel like a senior citizen (no offense to senior citizen readers).  But I don't really know how it all works and the world of Facebook navigation is always evolving it seems.  I'm so glad I can remember life before texting and the internet.  I'm even more glad that Facebook wasn't launched until I was out of college.  Dodged a bullet there.  But I was definitely feeling the Facebook love on Monday and really enjoyed catching up with people.  Thanks for taking the time to send me birthday wishes whether it be via card, call, text or wall post.  I was feeling the love.  Which is what birthdays really are all about once you're old.  Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6265261814974863547?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6265261814974863547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6265261814974863547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6265261814974863547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6265261814974863547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/feel-love.html' title='Feel the Love'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPb-0_mYclE/ThzwtnAcxuI/AAAAAAAADsA/7kXuAI9buxU/s72-c/DSC09735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8121749214970563681</id><published>2011-07-10T13:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:58:03.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday...to America last week...and to me this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured I better get these pics posted from the Fourth before we hit the "point of no return." (You know, the point when it's so long after the fact that you can't go back and post about it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just barely made it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After last year, we decided we must travel to the Bend for every Fourth of July. It just wasn't the same without food, family, and fireworks so off we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing out the new swing at G-Mom and G-Dad's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvsa3RnrP_Q/ThnsYqMH8oI/AAAAAAAADog/E4SwUFFy-QA/s1600/DSC09626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627789117762302594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvsa3RnrP_Q/ThnsYqMH8oI/AAAAAAAADog/E4SwUFFy-QA/s400/DSC09626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlgJ7rqULl4/ThnsYTTJhWI/AAAAAAAADoY/ppVWm2VB9WI/s1600/DSC09634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627789111617750370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlgJ7rqULl4/ThnsYTTJhWI/AAAAAAAADoY/ppVWm2VB9WI/s400/DSC09634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I think Cade needs just a wee bit more attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grPv2_tI0tg/ThnsX0EZMBI/AAAAAAAADoQ/nKgcU6BArjc/s1600/DSC09640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627789103234363410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grPv2_tI0tg/ThnsX0EZMBI/AAAAAAAADoQ/nKgcU6BArjc/s400/DSC09640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging with Aunt "Kizzie" AKA Patriotic Barbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v43JOkahBTc/ThnsXB9-l4I/AAAAAAAADoI/R2q_l4A32p8/s1600/DSC09647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627789089785681794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v43JOkahBTc/ThnsXB9-l4I/AAAAAAAADoI/R2q_l4A32p8/s400/DSC09647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming with Grandpa Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0u11ngl-czw/ThnsWcGz4fI/AAAAAAAADoA/UG5eLutzhL8/s1600/DSC09614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627789079622181362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0u11ngl-czw/ThnsWcGz4fI/AAAAAAAADoA/UG5eLutzhL8/s400/DSC09614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Beth and Keith racing their firework cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UO6PbY_iKUM/ThnvJ5MLKXI/AAAAAAAADpw/tmrv2WoG110/s1600/DSC09650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UO6PbY_iKUM/ThnvJ5MLKXI/AAAAAAAADpw/tmrv2WoG110/s400/DSC09650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627792162625890674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boys weren't exactly sure about all this, but they weren't scared either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qY048EsWs0/ThnvJcv7P6I/AAAAAAAADpo/SxEQemyQe5Y/s1600/DSC09666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qY048EsWs0/ThnvJcv7P6I/AAAAAAAADpo/SxEQemyQe5Y/s400/DSC09666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627792154991214498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festive 4th Feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFdm0bXy2XI/ThnvI_yuhWI/AAAAAAAADpg/_FE1Upm3obE/s1600/DSC09671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFdm0bXy2XI/ThnvI_yuhWI/AAAAAAAADpg/_FE1Upm3obE/s400/DSC09671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627792147218335074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade says he actually prefers Cinco de Mayo. Don't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUW1qRUeLqA/ThnvILNstDI/AAAAAAAADpY/B4YEm5YFOdc/s1600/DSC09674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUW1qRUeLqA/ThnvILNstDI/AAAAAAAADpY/B4YEm5YFOdc/s400/DSC09674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627792133104383026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matching shirts for one and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToOZl8NXiB0/ThnvHhSLbKI/AAAAAAAADpQ/qmlj00zlUcM/s1600/DSC09681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ToOZl8NXiB0/ThnvHhSLbKI/AAAAAAAADpQ/qmlj00zlUcM/s400/DSC09681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627792121848884386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CfglJZN7gM/ThnwPLfI8MI/AAAAAAAADqY/ZBKxc7mF3dU/s1600/DSC09709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CfglJZN7gM/ThnwPLfI8MI/AAAAAAAADqY/ZBKxc7mF3dU/s400/DSC09709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793352948248770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Plaid short cuties this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg77PYYA6Pg/ThnwOqaovaI/AAAAAAAADqQ/RyQOexq4r1I/s1600/DSC09688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg77PYYA6Pg/ThnwOqaovaI/AAAAAAAADqQ/RyQOexq4r1I/s400/DSC09688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793344070991266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a look back to last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCQE58WY4yw/ThnwNn2WrlI/AAAAAAAADqI/Iik-7Oh2WwM/s1600/DSC06073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCQE58WY4yw/ThnwNn2WrlI/AAAAAAAADqI/Iik-7Oh2WwM/s400/DSC06073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793326202072658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like resurrecting some old fireworks that have been down in my parents basement since last year...or the year before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zzUo5yf0teA/ThnxGmwiZfI/AAAAAAAADq4/lwOS38_p2Ao/s1600/DSC09710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zzUo5yf0teA/ThnxGmwiZfI/AAAAAAAADq4/lwOS38_p2Ao/s400/DSC09710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794305161782770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fire for you, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ezLQLLVfS8/ThnxGEc8WVI/AAAAAAAADqw/wn9Rym9DIEo/s1600/DSC09718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ezLQLLVfS8/ThnxGEc8WVI/AAAAAAAADqw/wn9Rym9DIEo/s400/DSC09718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794295952791890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXN9MSvwUyU/ThnxFTi7obI/AAAAAAAADqo/urh6m52C3Vs/s1600/DSC09720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXN9MSvwUyU/ThnxFTi7obI/AAAAAAAADqo/urh6m52C3Vs/s400/DSC09720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794282824573362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu 14 Month Photo shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdqPq7_RvYo/ThnwNIwwa5I/AAAAAAAADqA/HRdKcFwYs0Q/s1600/DSC09697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdqPq7_RvYo/ThnwNIwwa5I/AAAAAAAADqA/HRdKcFwYs0Q/s400/DSC09697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793317857094546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqtUmiAHnc/ThnwMvMEmvI/AAAAAAAADp4/ROw2FZpF2oc/s1600/DSC09699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqtUmiAHnc/ThnwMvMEmvI/AAAAAAAADp4/ROw2FZpF2oc/s400/DSC09699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793310992341746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV_0UAbEI00/ThnxHgBMQNI/AAAAAAAADrA/1OOWZ0hlGBA/s1600/DSC09700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV_0UAbEI00/ThnxHgBMQNI/AAAAAAAADrA/1OOWZ0hlGBA/s400/DSC09700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794320532455634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxqyKFdlCiE/ThnxEzuNJgI/AAAAAAAADqg/6x1xro7cB1U/s1600/DSC09703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxqyKFdlCiE/ThnxEzuNJgI/AAAAAAAADqg/6x1xro7cB1U/s400/DSC09703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794274281924098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done a little early birthday celebrating already. My wonderful husband has finally figured it out, the key to my heart = DQ Ice Cream Cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVz45GYH7_w/Thnxeq04KsI/AAAAAAAADrQ/XZUCAJLNUkU/s1600/DSC09731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVz45GYH7_w/Thnxeq04KsI/AAAAAAAADrQ/XZUCAJLNUkU/s400/DSC09731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794718570588866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost too pretty to eat. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3S6ZCw2c78/Thnxd13X2DI/AAAAAAAADrI/SRjjLqJnS_I/s1600/DSC09732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3S6ZCw2c78/Thnxd13X2DI/AAAAAAAADrI/SRjjLqJnS_I/s400/DSC09732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627794704353974322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks, family, and ice cream cake...I knew I loved July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8121749214970563681?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8121749214970563681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8121749214970563681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8121749214970563681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8121749214970563681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bvsa3RnrP_Q/ThnsYqMH8oI/AAAAAAAADog/E4SwUFFy-QA/s72-c/DSC09626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2826074374391861579</id><published>2011-07-06T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:58:10.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious Cade</title><content type='html'>Cade loves animals...just ask him. &amp;nbsp;We're assuming that's the case anyway as he's always on the lookout for dogs and birds. &amp;nbsp;(Two of his twelve words). &amp;nbsp;Much dog-hunting took place at Grandma Jan &amp;amp; Grandpa Mike's house over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmjs8cVaEIg/ThSb9A_YUkI/AAAAAAAADno/iqetITejUkI/s1600/DSC09602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmjs8cVaEIg/ThSb9A_YUkI/AAAAAAAADno/iqetITejUkI/s320/DSC09602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09IXmOOvV4w/ThSiJjFEF_I/AAAAAAAADns/8tjgwtpOqko/s1600/DSC09605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09IXmOOvV4w/ThSiJjFEF_I/AAAAAAAADns/8tjgwtpOqko/s320/DSC09605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cade had fun playing with Aunt Beth's dog, Juco, even through the doggie door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dEL_TUfA2E/ThSplI8AS3I/AAAAAAAADnw/QIoFn0uHCGw/s1600/DSC09606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--dEL_TUfA2E/ThSplI8AS3I/AAAAAAAADnw/QIoFn0uHCGw/s320/DSC09606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, is this okay?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DT4YNsE70qg/ThSwFAObHUI/AAAAAAAADn0/J3kU0gLmtoY/s1600/DSC09609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DT4YNsE70qg/ThSwFAObHUI/AAAAAAAADn0/J3kU0gLmtoY/s320/DSC09609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cade and Lukas could not figure this thing out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAEXgs2hzOo/ThS1YZL6woI/AAAAAAAADn4/pDxWil-wkuU/s1600/DSC09612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAEXgs2hzOo/ThS1YZL6woI/AAAAAAAADn4/pDxWil-wkuU/s320/DSC09612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it was quite entertaining to watch!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Cade is spending the week in the Bend...and we are not. &amp;nbsp;This is a big step for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;me. &amp;nbsp;Luckily they've been sending me lots of pics and assuring me that they're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;not spanking him&lt;/span&gt; taking good care of him. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure he's loving all the attention he's getting from his grandparents and many aunts. &amp;nbsp;It's strange not to tip-toe around the house after 8pm or have toys strung out all over the living room. &amp;nbsp;I'm looking forward to his return on Saturday...but until then...I think we'll take in a movie tonight. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2826074374391861579?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2826074374391861579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2826074374391861579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2826074374391861579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2826074374391861579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/07/curious-cade.html' title='Curious Cade'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmjs8cVaEIg/ThSb9A_YUkI/AAAAAAAADno/iqetITejUkI/s72-c/DSC09602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7130910049863714773</id><published>2011-06-30T22:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:49:32.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Do It June</title><content type='html'>June. Don't do it. Do not end. Why have you rushed in and out of our lives so quickly? Please just stick around a little while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. I just remembered that July is actually my favorite month. It's my birthday month, it's pool weather, and there's no school. Okay, June. You can wrap it up and move on...but please tell July to creep by slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;List update...I've got nothin'. We've just been taking it easy this week. &lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICNOvGf---I/Tg04W2eRUVI/AAAAAAAADmo/DNQh0ENP7T0/s1600/DSC09566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICNOvGf---I/Tg04W2eRUVI/AAAAAAAADmo/DNQh0ENP7T0/s400/DSC09566.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents brought Grandma Sauder for a quick visit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCxQHk9C4S8/Tg04WaxEv1I/AAAAAAAADmg/e8VlRiVzOOE/s1600/DSC09557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCxQHk9C4S8/Tg04WaxEv1I/AAAAAAAADmg/e8VlRiVzOOE/s400/DSC09557.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;An aerial view of Cade "working the room."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been hitting up the pool early and often. However, Cade is still less-than loving it. ﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78Ro-7wA088/Tg04UvzoquI/AAAAAAAADmQ/XrLtR3MsMFs/s1600/DSC09534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78Ro-7wA088/Tg04UvzoquI/AAAAAAAADmQ/XrLtR3MsMFs/s400/DSC09534.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I like coming to the pool as long as no one makes me get in the water."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAFn_YHIKJI/Tg04VL-Sh1I/AAAAAAAADmY/w9LHS18z5jg/s1600/DSC09535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAFn_YHIKJI/Tg04VL-Sh1I/AAAAAAAADmY/w9LHS18z5jg/s400/DSC09535.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Not feeling it today, Dad."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbNfckeU5HY/Tg04XWWkPHI/AAAAAAAADmw/QBYP_d7cgVU/s1600/DSC09571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbNfckeU5HY/Tg04XWWkPHI/AAAAAAAADmw/QBYP_d7cgVU/s400/DSC09571.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working on our band...RockBand that is&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1aaybWqP6c/Tg06K5h_-aI/AAAAAAAADm0/KCqPGkzXZGo/s1600/DSC09573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1aaybWqP6c/Tg06K5h_-aI/AAAAAAAADm0/KCqPGkzXZGo/s320/DSC09573.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly, I'm taking this too serious.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBkRzp3Ktoo/Tg06OutFfsI/AAAAAAAADm4/6J25JpkoRXM/s1600/DSC09575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBkRzp3Ktoo/Tg06OutFfsI/AAAAAAAADm4/6J25JpkoRXM/s320/DSC09575.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cade rocks like no one else&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4pYqaTUYuFI/Tg06WXaHdFI/AAAAAAAADm8/Iy7QQAv4T78/s1600/DSC09600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4pYqaTUYuFI/Tg06WXaHdFI/AAAAAAAADm8/Iy7QQAv4T78/s320/DSC09600.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look out, Kenny Chesney.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, nights with these two are always eventful! I can't believe I'm the first to blog about it. I'm NEVER first! &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; was a lovely hostess, as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vesecppG5bM/Tg06ZaUHeOI/AAAAAAAADnA/CgS-yTb8XQA/s1600/DSC09592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vesecppG5bM/Tg06ZaUHeOI/AAAAAAAADnA/CgS-yTb8XQA/s320/DSC09592.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vl6C7qmInhE/Tg06gf48HRI/AAAAAAAADnI/XkAgFNS4L6k/s1600/DSC09594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vl6C7qmInhE/Tg06gf48HRI/AAAAAAAADnI/XkAgFNS4L6k/s320/DSC09594.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Action-shot of the &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;TW&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ioL7WFgYUWw/Tg06jFwvfsI/AAAAAAAADnM/ectkhLbrkog/s1600/DSC09595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ioL7WFgYUWw/Tg06jFwvfsI/AAAAAAAADnM/ectkhLbrkog/s320/DSC09595.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh no, she didn't."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿The night was filled with pleasant conversation and no shortage of fashion advice, blog-talk, and the Britney concert report. (Keeping with the topic of blog-talk...remind me to seek more help on Blogger In Draft. What is up with all the spaces between pics?!&amp;nbsp; Apparently you CAN NOT teach an old dog new tricks). ﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5b52P2ilQo/Tg06lcFYMuI/AAAAAAAADnQ/a1wjNZXqrNs/s1600/DSC09596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5b52P2ilQo/Tg06lcFYMuI/AAAAAAAADnQ/a1wjNZXqrNs/s320/DSC09596.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep the beet, yo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; (and Drew?) made a lovely vegan meal of sweet potato fries, beet burgers, and peach pie. Wow, impressive! Of course, you'll want to see her for the specifics. I just snapped the pic and gobbled it up. I host next week...oh no. I'm still polishing my "8th grade level" cooking skills.﻿&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya' later...in July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7130910049863714773?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7130910049863714773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7130910049863714773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7130910049863714773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7130910049863714773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-do-it-june.html' title='Don&apos;t Do It June'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICNOvGf---I/Tg04W2eRUVI/AAAAAAAADmo/DNQh0ENP7T0/s72-c/DSC09566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-4442265866928777418</id><published>2011-06-27T13:53:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:05:16.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>List Update</title><content type='html'>What's this?  A table being painted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrBsAJMNhek/TgjSLKhswaI/AAAAAAAADjY/R88kCkASCGE/s1600/DSC09536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrBsAJMNhek/TgjSLKhswaI/AAAAAAAADjY/R88kCkASCGE/s400/DSC09536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975224018157986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, yes it is!  Even Cade wanted to contribute to the projects on "&lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/list.html"&gt;The List&lt;/a&gt;". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmEilntP1sY/TgjSKhFA__I/AAAAAAAADjQ/LPQumLKHsa4/s1600/DSC09546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CmEilntP1sY/TgjSKhFA__I/AAAAAAAADjQ/LPQumLKHsa4/s400/DSC09546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975212891996146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting started wasn't too hard.  We simply followed &lt;a href="http://partyof5.livejournal.com/tag/do%20it%20yourself%21"&gt;Audrey's instructions &lt;/a&gt;and were on our way.  A table and four chairs would have made for a lovely project--but a table, 6 chairs and 2 barstools seemed to just drag on and on.  I lost interest after about 3 hours and just wanted to be done.  Turns out I'm not a DIY kinda girl--big shocker.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gAjUgezy5c0/TgjSKA8-9TI/AAAAAAAADjI/CMU9lUBcDeo/s1600/DSC09543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gAjUgezy5c0/TgjSKA8-9TI/AAAAAAAADjI/CMU9lUBcDeo/s400/DSC09543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975204268373298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is all the furniture that used to be in here?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcN3Mb5Zb7w/TgjSl5QmfwI/AAAAAAAADkA/nlv3Bl2CSLo/s1600/DSC09539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcN3Mb5Zb7w/TgjSl5QmfwI/AAAAAAAADkA/nlv3Bl2CSLo/s400/DSC09539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975683239509762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out Cade had to eat a few more meals with his chair on the floor than expected.  It's funny to see some of his "quirks."  For example, the sippy cup CANNOT sit on the tray.  It must be sitting on the table next to the tray, or in this case, on the floor beside him.  He's a freak about having only food on the tray.  It's fine Cade, everyone has their quirks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6jheXA2_z6M/TgjSlAiKnTI/AAAAAAAADj4/zhfaAHvs_Rc/s1600/DSC09554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6jheXA2_z6M/TgjSlAiKnTI/AAAAAAAADj4/zhfaAHvs_Rc/s400/DSC09554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975668012358962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder of the table BEFORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbhX8s1RJXg/TgjSJLhrb0I/AAAAAAAADjA/StP1icAfRBw/s1600/DSC09474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbhX8s1RJXg/TgjSJLhrb0I/AAAAAAAADjA/StP1icAfRBw/s400/DSC09474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975189926768450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And AFTER   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ddpXQRwCRo/TgjSI5ZAlrI/AAAAAAAADi4/LWIG8uMnz10/s1600/DSC09578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ddpXQRwCRo/TgjSI5ZAlrI/AAAAAAAADi4/LWIG8uMnz10/s400/DSC09578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975185058567858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just don't look too close.  Overall we're very pleased with it.  I went over it and over it filling in spots where I could see light wood showing through.  Finally I just had to stop myself and vow to take a sharpie marker to any spots I find in the future.  So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bar stools too.  Phew, put a big fat check-mark next to that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZbgwlsMQAc/TgjSknWEkBI/AAAAAAAADjw/nyZ_OZNd-aE/s1600/DSC09579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZbgwlsMQAc/TgjSknWEkBI/AAAAAAAADjw/nyZ_OZNd-aE/s400/DSC09579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975661250744338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang the deck lights, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwPfLv1hbgY/TgjTn16J4HI/AAAAAAAADk4/ZUPaurMMUY4/s1600/DSC09587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwPfLv1hbgY/TgjTn16J4HI/AAAAAAAADk4/ZUPaurMMUY4/s400/DSC09587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976816211419250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmHKdNKTDWM/TgjTnTjkXBI/AAAAAAAADkw/-mV-GrZC-cQ/s1600/DSC09590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GmHKdNKTDWM/TgjTnTjkXBI/AAAAAAAADkw/-mV-GrZC-cQ/s400/DSC09590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976806989880338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things not on the original list but added to the list (after completion of course) and check-marked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows re-sealed by this very excited DIYer.  I swear if I pushed hard enough this whole window would pop out...but we just keep on re-sealing it.  It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S60h7Vc_VKM/TgjSjw-mDOI/AAAAAAAADjo/mKJuru_GQpw/s1600/DSC09555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S60h7Vc_VKM/TgjSjw-mDOI/AAAAAAAADjo/mKJuru_GQpw/s400/DSC09555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975646656761058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, spruced up the decor on top of the kitchen cabinets on a whim.  It's still a work in progress...but with the help of my mom (her taste is flawless while mine is still evolving) it's much better than before.  These aren't the best pics but I know no one really cares about my cabinet decor besides me anyway so it's fine.  &lt;br /&gt;Wall 1 BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Usbn9WzDHvM/TgjSjYYMSBI/AAAAAAAADjg/LkRTMEVenhE/s1600/DSC09561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Usbn9WzDHvM/TgjSjYYMSBI/AAAAAAAADjg/LkRTMEVenhE/s400/DSC09561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622975640053237778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twoZnzjItyQ/TgjTUkVe1CI/AAAAAAAADkQ/qHp11ISnA2w/s1600/DSC09583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twoZnzjItyQ/TgjTUkVe1CI/AAAAAAAADkQ/qHp11ISnA2w/s400/DSC09583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976485076685858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall 2 BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32HB-CttqoI/TgjTWYEIOeI/AAAAAAAADko/Q6GntzYgmVI/s1600/DSC09562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32HB-CttqoI/TgjTWYEIOeI/AAAAAAAADko/Q6GntzYgmVI/s400/DSC09562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976516142414306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEs960k8xgo/TgjTVATb1AI/AAAAAAAADkY/DL788pqPrOc/s1600/DSC09581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEs960k8xgo/TgjTVATb1AI/AAAAAAAADkY/DL788pqPrOc/s400/DSC09581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976492584293378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall 3 BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvjHl4OnBg/TgjTVrjlnbI/AAAAAAAADkg/rQNSrlgk7do/s1600/DSC09563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rvjHl4OnBg/TgjTVrjlnbI/AAAAAAAADkg/rQNSrlgk7do/s400/DSC09563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976504194768306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PnhLIY-YBDY/TgjTUHLjXWI/AAAAAAAADkI/hCxls-ornjA/s1600/DSC09582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PnhLIY-YBDY/TgjTUHLjXWI/AAAAAAAADkI/hCxls-ornjA/s400/DSC09582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622976477250411874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in search of the right balance between being too matchy-matchy and too hodge-podge.  Ahh, the trivial worries of summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to another productive week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-4442265866928777418?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/4442265866928777418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=4442265866928777418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4442265866928777418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/4442265866928777418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/list-update.html' title='List Update'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrBsAJMNhek/TgjSLKhswaI/AAAAAAAADjY/R88kCkASCGE/s72-c/DSC09536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2758515778630797133</id><published>2011-06-21T21:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:09:59.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>Every summer there's a list.  The summer to-do list.  I'm pretty sure that most items on the list from last summer have carried over to this summer.  I guess that's what having a baby can do to you.  Last summer's list should have simply read: adjust to life with a baby.  Anyway, that makes this summer's list a little longer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HSyqjvUsg70/TgFXIDr0XzI/AAAAAAAADiI/tKmnbuNe7g4/s1600/DSC09476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HSyqjvUsg70/TgFXIDr0XzI/AAAAAAAADiI/tKmnbuNe7g4/s400/DSC09476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620869605874753330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it's not just a mental list.  It must be written out.  Items must be crossed out as they are completed.  If something gets done that wasn't originally on the list, it is then added to the list and crossed out.  C'mon, I know everyone does that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big things on the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Paint the kitchen table and barstools black.  This is the third summer for that to be on the list.  It was moved to the top of the list this year to denote its urgency.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IX0rdohEWQE/TgFXHkoTYPI/AAAAAAAADiA/BGn-3iPWb_A/s1600/DSC09474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IX0rdohEWQE/TgFXHkoTYPI/AAAAAAAADiA/BGn-3iPWb_A/s400/DSC09474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620869597538509042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Restain the deck.  There's some discussion about this item.  Matt wants to completely rebuild the deck so it's all one level instead of two so there's more usable space.  I'm on board with the fact that it would be better that way.  However, I think it's completely unrealistic to think we can pull that off.  Can we please just try to get the stinkin' kitchen table painted?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0cqsX6mbK8/TgFXHYVpFHI/AAAAAAAADh4/hLzfW_kWMG8/s1600/DSC09478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0cqsX6mbK8/TgFXHYVpFHI/AAAAAAAADh4/hLzfW_kWMG8/s400/DSC09478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620869594239014002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Install the drop-ceiling in the basement.  I haven't asked too many questions about this...Matt put it on the list.  I'm just hoping he's planning to hire an expert for this...but I feel like that's probably just wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMJYFCs-sLA/TgFXGr7BXAI/AAAAAAAADhw/UmWj1MI2bVw/s1600/DSC09481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMJYFCs-sLA/TgFXGr7BXAI/AAAAAAAADhw/UmWj1MI2bVw/s400/DSC09481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620869582316198914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-big things on the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Hang the outdoor lights on the deck that I got for my birthday (two years ago).  I'm hoping if I get these lights hung that will put a kink in the whole rebuilding the deck plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFLD3-D1mY/TgFXGASiLiI/AAAAAAAADho/G-3z8Iy5icA/s1600/DSC09480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1RFLD3-D1mY/TgFXGASiLiI/AAAAAAAADho/G-3z8Iy5icA/s400/DSC09480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620869570603658786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Send back swimsuit.  I ordered a suit online which is a terrible idea, I know.  Especially since their racing suit sizing is weird.  I guessed my size.  I guessed wrong.  Doesn't this suit look tiny?  Yep, apparently the strange sizing was children's sizing.  Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvayAd6h82c/TgFXk-y9j6I/AAAAAAAADiw/aA75827zpUc/s1600/DSC09482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvayAd6h82c/TgFXk-y9j6I/AAAAAAAADiw/aA75827zpUc/s400/DSC09482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620870102778744738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Install Cade's big carseat.  That's right folks, we've finally hit 20 pounds!  Now there's all this talk about keeping kids rear-facing until age 2...so I don't know if I should consider this one fully marked off the list or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hb3Gjf7n15A/TgFXkJ8cL9I/AAAAAAAADig/gpZMlpKcsA0/s1600/DSC09460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hb3Gjf7n15A/TgFXkJ8cL9I/AAAAAAAADig/gpZMlpKcsA0/s400/DSC09460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620870088591421394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the other items on the list include setting up playdates, taking advantage of parks and rec stuff with Cade, and just in general to hang out with some of my favorite people...like &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gibbystyle&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trophy Wife&lt;/a&gt; for example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6-xEO7Fz74/TgFXkY3XlrI/AAAAAAAADio/IYGW2FQB9l4/s1600/DSC09464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6-xEO7Fz74/TgFXkY3XlrI/AAAAAAAADio/IYGW2FQB9l4/s400/DSC09464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620870092596680370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playdate with &lt;a href="http://www.heinefamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica and Reegan &lt;/a&gt;at Great Mall play place, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qaJK3A_CX8/TgFXjqpKU9I/AAAAAAAADiY/VHMVrSBavRM/s1600/DSC09465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qaJK3A_CX8/TgFXjqpKU9I/AAAAAAAADiY/VHMVrSBavRM/s400/DSC09465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620870080189060050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmbXDSjKhzw/TgFXjP4c-BI/AAAAAAAADiQ/8Tk5ut3CqnA/s1600/DSC09473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmbXDSjKhzw/TgFXjP4c-BI/AAAAAAAADiQ/8Tk5ut3CqnA/s400/DSC09473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620870073005438994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck with our list...I'll keep you posted as to when (and IF) we get any of this accomplished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2758515778630797133?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2758515778630797133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2758515778630797133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2758515778630797133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2758515778630797133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HSyqjvUsg70/TgFXIDr0XzI/AAAAAAAADiI/tKmnbuNe7g4/s72-c/DSC09476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-3819322825000653554</id><published>2011-06-21T20:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:37:29.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wear My Sunglasses</title><content type='html'>Time to bust out all the summer toys Cade received for his birthday!  Matt and I were jacked about this.  We got everything ready and waited for Cade to wake up from his nap.  I'll let the pictures tell the story.  It was pretty much the best Sunday afternoon ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GlYg2yC9PY/TgFOZ_q_TuI/AAAAAAAADfA/g8-6euPNvko/s1600/DSC09485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GlYg2yC9PY/TgFOZ_q_TuI/AAAAAAAADfA/g8-6euPNvko/s400/DSC09485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860018430529250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCWDcwauoJw/TgFOZJOfjGI/AAAAAAAADe4/plE4WnxQd1E/s1600/DSC09494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fCWDcwauoJw/TgFOZJOfjGI/AAAAAAAADe4/plE4WnxQd1E/s400/DSC09494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860003815492706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TprjtmaGQ08/TgFOY-1tixI/AAAAAAAADew/unuLOtoeQ6k/s1600/DSC09490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TprjtmaGQ08/TgFOY-1tixI/AAAAAAAADew/unuLOtoeQ6k/s400/DSC09490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860001027197714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQQ1wSmp0YY/TgFOYQXuZjI/AAAAAAAADeo/L1zdrmlofUE/s1600/DSC09488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQQ1wSmp0YY/TgFOYQXuZjI/AAAAAAAADeo/L1zdrmlofUE/s400/DSC09488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859988553393714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivfxb6UayZc/TgFOX0G7IMI/AAAAAAAADeg/sJTx-RNdPbU/s1600/DSC09489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivfxb6UayZc/TgFOX0G7IMI/AAAAAAAADeg/sJTx-RNdPbU/s400/DSC09489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859980966731970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pm2rDTfPx7M/TgFOyLOQaHI/AAAAAAAADfg/KZf6lhmNCvA/s1600/DSC09493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pm2rDTfPx7M/TgFOyLOQaHI/AAAAAAAADfg/KZf6lhmNCvA/s400/DSC09493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860433848100978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROfRi_wlRXo/TgFOxpKQJhI/AAAAAAAADfY/k3-_eiqLAtw/s1600/DSC09495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROfRi_wlRXo/TgFOxpKQJhI/AAAAAAAADfY/k3-_eiqLAtw/s400/DSC09495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860424704501266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2S-yWZXUpY/TgFOxLFx9_I/AAAAAAAADfQ/ex3Dq9JGzqA/s1600/DSC09496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2S-yWZXUpY/TgFOxLFx9_I/AAAAAAAADfQ/ex3Dq9JGzqA/s400/DSC09496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860416632682482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00TXrglrgNg/TgFOwlnV5RI/AAAAAAAADfI/5nOh8gDG4sY/s1600/DSC09499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00TXrglrgNg/TgFOwlnV5RI/AAAAAAAADfI/5nOh8gDG4sY/s400/DSC09499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620860406572901650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Snn_z5uoCKI/TgFQqo7uHKI/AAAAAAAADgQ/oXjmMQe4vJI/s1600/DSC09501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Snn_z5uoCKI/TgFQqo7uHKI/AAAAAAAADgQ/oXjmMQe4vJI/s400/DSC09501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620862503407721634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCiHDUP9FGA/TgFQqMI9cNI/AAAAAAAADgI/WLRT0GWR3m0/s1600/DSC09502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCiHDUP9FGA/TgFQqMI9cNI/AAAAAAAADgI/WLRT0GWR3m0/s400/DSC09502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620862495678623954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiVmrGuTCMI/TgFQp9kynqI/AAAAAAAADgA/-im7tu_vTt0/s1600/DSC09503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiVmrGuTCMI/TgFQp9kynqI/AAAAAAAADgA/-im7tu_vTt0/s400/DSC09503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620862491768823458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2Q0wI0jYxc/TgFQpdLGHXI/AAAAAAAADf4/H09T1o0nhso/s1600/DSC09506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2Q0wI0jYxc/TgFQpdLGHXI/AAAAAAAADf4/H09T1o0nhso/s400/DSC09506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620862483071114610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPT90EbyVXI/TgFQpCDaO-I/AAAAAAAADfw/_NOVuC-vK6Q/s1600/DSC09505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPT90EbyVXI/TgFQpCDaO-I/AAAAAAAADfw/_NOVuC-vK6Q/s400/DSC09505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620862475791121378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bismrq3kuL4/TgFRMwz5dWI/AAAAAAAADg4/u6nvRjRHpJ8/s1600/DSC09507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bismrq3kuL4/TgFRMwz5dWI/AAAAAAAADg4/u6nvRjRHpJ8/s400/DSC09507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863089637946722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmPZcKUKwzI/TgFRMeP7xDI/AAAAAAAADgw/pUyTTMGv6Bc/s1600/DSC09510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmPZcKUKwzI/TgFRMeP7xDI/AAAAAAAADgw/pUyTTMGv6Bc/s400/DSC09510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863084655264818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XR9UlmFKyc/TgFRLyCUG_I/AAAAAAAADgo/3fRzYAmTz3U/s1600/DSC09512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XR9UlmFKyc/TgFRLyCUG_I/AAAAAAAADgo/3fRzYAmTz3U/s400/DSC09512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863072786979826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KNO7sNmTzY/TgFRLVRP9hI/AAAAAAAADgg/YtU3SS92-zQ/s1600/DSC09515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KNO7sNmTzY/TgFRLVRP9hI/AAAAAAAADgg/YtU3SS92-zQ/s400/DSC09515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863065064994322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PD-DIQvDNag/TgFRK0SvWoI/AAAAAAAADgY/5stU0OvEda4/s1600/DSC09518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PD-DIQvDNag/TgFRK0SvWoI/AAAAAAAADgY/5stU0OvEda4/s400/DSC09518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863056212875906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for Cade's second hair cut--this time a short summer do.  He was covered in hair by the end of it so we pretty much just had to strip down for the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fO7Nl5Z6L40/TgFRpO63_DI/AAAAAAAADhg/hZ95MKYzrSw/s1600/DSC09523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fO7Nl5Z6L40/TgFRpO63_DI/AAAAAAAADhg/hZ95MKYzrSw/s400/DSC09523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863578756611122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my mom and the Hepkers this kid barely eats anything but goldfish and cheezits these days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHS36cb5sQU/TgFRo3whVbI/AAAAAAAADhY/6ikWdJYPlfM/s1600/DSC09525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHS36cb5sQU/TgFRo3whVbI/AAAAAAAADhY/6ikWdJYPlfM/s400/DSC09525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863572539168178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a well balanced diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqlyQJvth5E/TgFRoIQMk0I/AAAAAAAADhQ/LSFMN85QlDQ/s1600/DSC09527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqlyQJvth5E/TgFRoIQMk0I/AAAAAAAADhQ/LSFMN85QlDQ/s400/DSC09527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863559787123522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumpster diving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QbTlH4f7rY/TgFRn7yf7BI/AAAAAAAADhI/Lqv7OmFaD2A/s1600/DSC09531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QbTlH4f7rY/TgFRn7yf7BI/AAAAAAAADhI/Lqv7OmFaD2A/s400/DSC09531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863556441336850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8bbmqN3upg/TgFRnFzoyDI/AAAAAAAADhA/4jlonw88E_Q/s1600/DSC09532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8bbmqN3upg/TgFRnFzoyDI/AAAAAAAADhA/4jlonw88E_Q/s400/DSC09532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620863541950597170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, summer.  Let the good times roll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-3819322825000653554?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/3819322825000653554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=3819322825000653554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3819322825000653554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/3819322825000653554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wear-my-sunglasses.html' title='I Wear My Sunglasses'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GlYg2yC9PY/TgFOZ_q_TuI/AAAAAAAADfA/g8-6euPNvko/s72-c/DSC09485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2640248167847556973</id><published>2011-06-19T07:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T07:53:36.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>Even though I'm pretty terrible at picking out good Father's Day gifts...I'm thankful for this holiday that causes us to reflect on what truly great Dad's we have in our lives. Thanks for your leadership, inspiration, and advice!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, Cade's G-Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907064593778146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5w79BI9ZHA/Tf3rsx_SBeI/AAAAAAAADeA/L-GBNM1KYWY/s400/DSC09265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0SnGIx61qQ/Tf3rsR7_TlI/AAAAAAAADd4/n8I9K2Phf8s/s1600/DSC09078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907055990034002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0SnGIx61qQ/Tf3rsR7_TlI/AAAAAAAADd4/n8I9K2Phf8s/s400/DSC09078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's dad, Cade's Grandpa Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8h5KcI_P7M/Tf3rrg6kddI/AAAAAAAADdw/sN3XJgPwGUI/s1600/DSC08975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907042830742994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8h5KcI_P7M/Tf3rrg6kddI/AAAAAAAADdw/sN3XJgPwGUI/s400/DSC08975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7AGG2oLyrA/Tf3xO5K2YII/AAAAAAAADeY/ciaZ-Vnz3QU/s1600/DSC09228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7AGG2oLyrA/Tf3xO5K2YII/AAAAAAAADeY/ciaZ-Vnz3QU/s400/DSC09228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619913148195037314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMx7cpUzEks/Tf3sGxjOX5I/AAAAAAAADeQ/b-1keRb2q64/s1600/DSC09085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907511152697234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMx7cpUzEks/Tf3sGxjOX5I/AAAAAAAADeQ/b-1keRb2q64/s400/DSC09085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's Grandpa Schartz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARQcDTaDmx0/Tf3rrI_UHrI/AAAAAAAADdo/QImW_3ZEP9c/s1600/DSC08998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907036408192690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARQcDTaDmx0/Tf3rrI_UHrI/AAAAAAAADdo/QImW_3ZEP9c/s400/DSC08998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcggRBaC6mA/Tf3rq5CtRyI/AAAAAAAADdg/7bK-sDceu3Y/s1600/DSC09003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907032127457058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcggRBaC6mA/Tf3rq5CtRyI/AAAAAAAADdg/7bK-sDceu3Y/s400/DSC09003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is pretty much the most fun dad a kid could ask for!  Need photographic proof?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77KP82F2JBA/Tf3sGa2YNWI/AAAAAAAADeI/4yiFfHZtL3E/s1600/DSC09069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619907505059018082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77KP82F2JBA/Tf3sGa2YNWI/AAAAAAAADeI/4yiFfHZtL3E/s400/DSC09069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjr-3v1gZX0/Tf3q4Z7xvLI/AAAAAAAADdY/PEQjIPBZgds/s1600/DSC08582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906164783430834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wjr-3v1gZX0/Tf3q4Z7xvLI/AAAAAAAADdY/PEQjIPBZgds/s400/DSC08582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXLp-Ci1Z8g/Tf3q3mBhPVI/AAAAAAAADdQ/X07zSLmYul8/s1600/DSC08585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906150848871762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXLp-Ci1Z8g/Tf3q3mBhPVI/AAAAAAAADdQ/X07zSLmYul8/s400/DSC08585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIZ4fY8B9ok/Tf3q3LudKaI/AAAAAAAADdI/1l_M7DX--WA/s1600/DSC08596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906143789590946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIZ4fY8B9ok/Tf3q3LudKaI/AAAAAAAADdI/1l_M7DX--WA/s400/DSC08596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypGT56NUZmg/Tf3q2p8L22I/AAAAAAAADdA/0T806eG-taY/s1600/DSC08590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906134720371554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypGT56NUZmg/Tf3q2p8L22I/AAAAAAAADdA/0T806eG-taY/s400/DSC08590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFWfj1jAklU/Tf3q2Iq1-OI/AAAAAAAADc4/smVvkPYyMTk/s1600/DSC09362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906125789264098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFWfj1jAklU/Tf3q2Iq1-OI/AAAAAAAADc4/smVvkPYyMTk/s400/DSC09362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2640248167847556973?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2640248167847556973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2640248167847556973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2640248167847556973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2640248167847556973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5w79BI9ZHA/Tf3rsx_SBeI/AAAAAAAADeA/L-GBNM1KYWY/s72-c/DSC09265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5535413920210497955</id><published>2011-06-10T12:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:54:12.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun in Double 1</title><content type='html'>I vividly remember making tie-dye tshirts one summer and puff painting "Summer Fun in '91" on them. I wore mine all the time. It blows my mind to realize that was TWENTY years ago. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, onto the fun of THIS decade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade officially made his first pool trip of the summer! We hit up the Hepker's neighborhood pool which worked out perfect because it has a nifty little zero-entry area. Amy graciously offered to take pics, knowing full well that would mean that I end up in the pics and she doesn't. Very sly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're making a fashion statement...it's called as many prints and as little skin showing as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lr8B12TVnsY/TfJZtAlK2fI/AAAAAAAADcI/AuYpzOHW16Y/s1600/DSC09414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lr8B12TVnsY/TfJZtAlK2fI/AAAAAAAADcI/AuYpzOHW16Y/s400/DSC09414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650315069315570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easing on in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WWbrnac-YGw/TfJZsvNbyHI/AAAAAAAADcA/sqGXIjCAtJw/s1600/DSC09416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WWbrnac-YGw/TfJZsvNbyHI/AAAAAAAADcA/sqGXIjCAtJw/s400/DSC09416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650310406359154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to enjoy himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZKMzvccx1E/TfJZr9Ifc_I/AAAAAAAADb4/GxFovJhmHv0/s1600/DSC09423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZKMzvccx1E/TfJZr9Ifc_I/AAAAAAAADb4/GxFovJhmHv0/s400/DSC09423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650296963855346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IF-hJlZJ6nc/TfJZrdZqcEI/AAAAAAAADbw/gnfqI6yXPBA/s1600/DSC09422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IF-hJlZJ6nc/TfJZrdZqcEI/AAAAAAAADbw/gnfqI6yXPBA/s400/DSC09422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650288445943874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this float thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VQnTyl3QzM/TfJZrJ4WYlI/AAAAAAAADbo/gtzqyg706Ho/s1600/DSC09425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VQnTyl3QzM/TfJZrJ4WYlI/AAAAAAAADbo/gtzqyg706Ho/s400/DSC09425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650283205943890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S40wueCNYIc/TfJaHBoNWII/AAAAAAAADcw/kvv_Csvu0WY/s1600/DSC09429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S40wueCNYIc/TfJaHBoNWII/AAAAAAAADcw/kvv_Csvu0WY/s400/DSC09429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650762027096194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep up with Brooks Rundberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UnpnPD6SSLg/TfJaGid1QoI/AAAAAAAADco/gD-3GutaLGA/s1600/DSC09431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UnpnPD6SSLg/TfJaGid1QoI/AAAAAAAADco/gD-3GutaLGA/s400/DSC09431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650753662075522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And already the social butterfly of the baby pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4_livcDNrE/TfJaF10zuqI/AAAAAAAADcg/s4xW-4xNWqc/s1600/DSC09432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4_livcDNrE/TfJaF10zuqI/AAAAAAAADcg/s4xW-4xNWqc/s400/DSC09432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650741678848674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade really enjoyed chasing Matt's cousin, Mason, around this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jM0ySA5CROw/TfJaFWW3AQI/AAAAAAAADcY/35r9H2HaFqI/s1600/DSC09433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jM0ySA5CROw/TfJaFWW3AQI/AAAAAAAADcY/35r9H2HaFqI/s400/DSC09433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650733231735042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason stayed with us and attended basketball camp this week. He was a real trooper going to morning workouts with Matt and playing with Cade in the evenings. You're welcome back anytime, Mason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-dFcb3iwdA/TfJaFPjkmGI/AAAAAAAADcQ/x819Y4CLtUU/s1600/DSC09438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-dFcb3iwdA/TfJaFPjkmGI/AAAAAAAADcQ/x819Y4CLtUU/s400/DSC09438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616650731406006370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Cade has taken well to the pool (just like I hoped!) we can't wait to explore Black Bob Bay during the Parent/Tot swim time! Did you know that they open early (10:30am-Noon on MWF) for adults with children age 5 and under? Unfortunately, sporadic rain showers kept us from checking it out today but I'm looking forward to taking advantage of this opportunity. If you've got kids under 5 you should join us too! Happy Summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5535413920210497955?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5535413920210497955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5535413920210497955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5535413920210497955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5535413920210497955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-fun-in-double-1.html' title='Summer Fun in Double 1'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lr8B12TVnsY/TfJZtAlK2fI/AAAAAAAADcI/AuYpzOHW16Y/s72-c/DSC09414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5514819705484123818</id><published>2011-06-06T22:09:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:40:44.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend 2011</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile...I know.  You'd think I'd have more time to blog with it being summer and all...but somehow I seem to have less.  Since school has let out we've traveled back to GB to attend a family reunion, gone to cheer camp, and now Matt's basketball camps are off and rolling! &lt;br /&gt;We were practically like tourists in GB--taking in all the attractions of The Bend.&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Dad--really no walk in the park  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLxrpAVwBuc/Te2XO4zutNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/oa4ZtCxK9Rs/s1600/DSC09111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLxrpAVwBuc/Te2XO4zutNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/oa4ZtCxK9Rs/s400/DSC09111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615310592424195282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9plMd1Se88/Te2XOEb9akI/AAAAAAAADXI/x-y4qBfb5L8/s1600/DSC09115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9plMd1Se88/Te2XOEb9akI/AAAAAAAADXI/x-y4qBfb5L8/s400/DSC09115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615310578365852226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXC_wst7F7k/Te2XNps6Y8I/AAAAAAAADXA/iumgPkB14Rk/s1600/DSC09118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXC_wst7F7k/Te2XNps6Y8I/AAAAAAAADXA/iumgPkB14Rk/s400/DSC09118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615310571189199810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a7-yc26SDaA/Te2XNJ2HV3I/AAAAAAAADW4/e4IqENeR0UQ/s1600/DSC09130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a7-yc26SDaA/Te2XNJ2HV3I/AAAAAAAADW4/e4IqENeR0UQ/s400/DSC09130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615310562637862770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now onto the zoo.  The GB zoo has changed a ton since I lived there and it's really pretty nice.  This bear is part of the original zoo.  I remember him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySXNaN0N7wU/Te2XMZJ43DI/AAAAAAAADWw/cp6PlO2uR8o/s1600/DSC09278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySXNaN0N7wU/Te2XMZJ43DI/AAAAAAAADWw/cp6PlO2uR8o/s400/DSC09278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615310549567462450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ducks were the most exciting part of the GB Zoo of Yester-year...and while the zoo has more to offer now, the ducks were still an interesting highlight.  Mostly because "Goose Whisperer Barbie" kept feeding them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DIEJk2pfRs/Te2YYIgjO-I/AAAAAAAADX4/EK5MAmXQGfQ/s1600/DSC09280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DIEJk2pfRs/Te2YYIgjO-I/AAAAAAAADX4/EK5MAmXQGfQ/s400/DSC09280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615311850769169378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Mom and Cade had a good time checking out the animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WZA2cWl5m8/Te2YXtWu0xI/AAAAAAAADXw/D7giuNnlKvE/s1600/DSC09285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WZA2cWl5m8/Te2YXtWu0xI/AAAAAAAADXw/D7giuNnlKvE/s400/DSC09285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615311843480228626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goose Whisperer Barbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY6ZbkQfyNM/Te2YXQeB_GI/AAAAAAAADXo/vfjex2M-SdU/s1600/DSC09288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY6ZbkQfyNM/Te2YXQeB_GI/AAAAAAAADXo/vfjex2M-SdU/s400/DSC09288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615311835726216290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just kept finding us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uaoqYBG7NU/Te2YW8dhPEI/AAAAAAAADXg/lE7QTOwtxns/s1600/DSC09294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uaoqYBG7NU/Te2YW8dhPEI/AAAAAAAADXg/lE7QTOwtxns/s400/DSC09294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615311830355360834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Cade enjoyed it almost as much as we enjoyed taking him.  Just try not to think about how gross it is for him to take his blankie into the zoo.  Don't judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiPMq5D7j58/Te2YWUYY72I/AAAAAAAADXY/wruHXRgkiwM/s1600/DSC09291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiPMq5D7j58/Te2YWUYY72I/AAAAAAAADXY/wruHXRgkiwM/s400/DSC09291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615311819596427106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sToZgggofQ/Te2Y7jdQLaI/AAAAAAAADYg/MGPZ3rsBKKw/s1600/DSC09290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sToZgggofQ/Te2Y7jdQLaI/AAAAAAAADYg/MGPZ3rsBKKw/s400/DSC09290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312459298516386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got leopards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPK0_K2SN50/Te2Y7RE0zXI/AAAAAAAADYY/SBMd49X2510/s1600/DSC09305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPK0_K2SN50/Te2Y7RE0zXI/AAAAAAAADYY/SBMd49X2510/s400/DSC09305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312454364220786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an up-close encounter with A LION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldmxcjlEYuE/Te2Y6_rudGI/AAAAAAAADYQ/IVZuXd2PDMY/s1600/DSC09308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldmxcjlEYuE/Te2Y6_rudGI/AAAAAAAADYQ/IVZuXd2PDMY/s400/DSC09308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312449695544418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the ducks stalking us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fteOtofFFKo/Te2Y6RGZbTI/AAAAAAAADYI/Zzi3cDPK83w/s1600/DSC09319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fteOtofFFKo/Te2Y6RGZbTI/AAAAAAAADYI/Zzi3cDPK83w/s400/DSC09319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312437190946098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsJ7Ty__ZHA/Te2Y6PRtn-I/AAAAAAAADYA/hKSBNddn-tk/s1600/DSC09316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsJ7Ty__ZHA/Te2Y6PRtn-I/AAAAAAAADYA/hKSBNddn-tk/s400/DSC09316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615312436701536226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qY1fLOVn2OE/Te2ZdsktIxI/AAAAAAAADY4/sO3N2p2SYl8/s1600/DSC09321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qY1fLOVn2OE/Te2ZdsktIxI/AAAAAAAADY4/sO3N2p2SYl8/s400/DSC09321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313045861245714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a chance to rehydrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-RjgxWRMz4/Te2Zc3UkEaI/AAAAAAAADYw/Fx5uj4MHOkI/s1600/DSC09349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-RjgxWRMz4/Te2Zc3UkEaI/AAAAAAAADYw/Fx5uj4MHOkI/s400/DSC09349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313031566463394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yOuqMRV0E5A/Te2ZciSStII/AAAAAAAADYo/xHsmM9IYkUQ/s1600/DSC09354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yOuqMRV0E5A/Te2ZciSStII/AAAAAAAADYo/xHsmM9IYkUQ/s400/DSC09354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313025919792258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNtGTI2WtZY/Te2aHLTZMsI/AAAAAAAADZw/jE9eC04gSJ8/s1600/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNtGTI2WtZY/Te2aHLTZMsI/AAAAAAAADZw/jE9eC04gSJ8/s400/DSC09357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313758484771522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RQ1KBOWp8w/Te2aG5FxjXI/AAAAAAAADZo/N3qj2FBIHEw/s1600/DSC09361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2RQ1KBOWp8w/Te2aG5FxjXI/AAAAAAAADZo/N3qj2FBIHEw/s400/DSC09361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313753595809138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeley Family Reunion: People flew in from both coasts to attend.  Unfortunately I didn't get any great group pictures.  I just didn't want to be that person who says "and now another one with my camera--for my blog!"  But in hindsight, clearly I should have.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKWEa3eyIgU/Te2aGS1HUDI/AAAAAAAADZg/zWLq96o3ci0/s1600/DSC09220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKWEa3eyIgU/Te2aGS1HUDI/AAAAAAAADZg/zWLq96o3ci0/s400/DSC09220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313743325384754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VMlrOUQ6H-4/Te2aF1dtYaI/AAAAAAAADZY/tSmMh2FatTE/s1600/DSC09222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VMlrOUQ6H-4/Te2aF1dtYaI/AAAAAAAADZY/tSmMh2FatTE/s400/DSC09222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313735442588066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kU7WlGgFBM/Te2aFQF1uXI/AAAAAAAADZQ/nn_hdSn6QkA/s1600/DSC09224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kU7WlGgFBM/Te2aFQF1uXI/AAAAAAAADZQ/nn_hdSn6QkA/s400/DSC09224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313725410359666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train in Larned with Grandpa Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khoexMtz4Zk/Te2asy-3xEI/AAAAAAAADaY/hDvlIEt19IM/s1600/DSC09228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khoexMtz4Zk/Te2asy-3xEI/AAAAAAAADaY/hDvlIEt19IM/s400/DSC09228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615314404791272514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade tried to bail at the last minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jb_s14JS1dU/Te2ass7hrRI/AAAAAAAADaQ/o-5FFdxERK0/s1600/DSC09231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jb_s14JS1dU/Te2ass7hrRI/AAAAAAAADaQ/o-5FFdxERK0/s400/DSC09231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615314403166629138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBNrvVfW9Ac/Te2asAFISXI/AAAAAAAADaI/tUJg9KQOGUE/s1600/DSC09233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBNrvVfW9Ac/Te2asAFISXI/AAAAAAAADaI/tUJg9KQOGUE/s400/DSC09233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615314391127312754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCp-szElld0/Te2arv4nzhI/AAAAAAAADaA/L2ChU0PB1Fs/s1600/DSC09234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCp-szElld0/Te2arv4nzhI/AAAAAAAADaA/L2ChU0PB1Fs/s400/DSC09234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615314386779885074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion Potluck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSeCNOmo0jM/Te2arLRDclI/AAAAAAAADZ4/juZwtwIg-7Y/s1600/DSC09237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSeCNOmo0jM/Te2arLRDclI/AAAAAAAADZ4/juZwtwIg-7Y/s400/DSC09237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615314376950248018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsQfF236VBs/Te2bdcrjScI/AAAAAAAADbA/cpLh7u3lQbw/s1600/DSC09238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsQfF236VBs/Te2bdcrjScI/AAAAAAAADbA/cpLh7u3lQbw/s400/DSC09238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615315240618248642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDs8Lpa-Tx4/Te2bc5i-VvI/AAAAAAAADa4/gfs0b3Q4-Kk/s1600/DSC09239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDs8Lpa-Tx4/Te2bc5i-VvI/AAAAAAAADa4/gfs0b3Q4-Kk/s400/DSC09239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615315231187031794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train with Dad, which apparently makes Cade very thirsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RNEhG2konM/Te2bcqIG6VI/AAAAAAAADaw/SVOEfh36mJg/s1600/DSC09250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RNEhG2konM/Te2bcqIG6VI/AAAAAAAADaw/SVOEfh36mJg/s400/DSC09250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615315227047815506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating hot dogs with no shirt on--obviously being supervised by grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73LFCLdMiIk/Te2bcHpDd0I/AAAAAAAADao/jLsVw0q9714/s1600/DSC09261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73LFCLdMiIk/Te2bcHpDd0I/AAAAAAAADao/jLsVw0q9714/s400/DSC09261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615315217790760770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-qAPu09rOc/Te2bbGscmsI/AAAAAAAADag/wPxOZ0Y5zKk/s1600/DSC09078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-qAPu09rOc/Te2bbGscmsI/AAAAAAAADag/wPxOZ0Y5zKk/s400/DSC09078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615315200356686530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, summer is in full swing!  We've been having so much fun with Cade as he LOVES being outside playing t-ball and riding in his red car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SAld0m3uY6U/Te2cTSufURI/AAAAAAAADbg/sg3qIRFdHNM/s1600/DSC09368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SAld0m3uY6U/Te2cTSufURI/AAAAAAAADbg/sg3qIRFdHNM/s400/DSC09368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615316165659152658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-Month Photos!  Cade is getting two HUGE teeth in the back now and they are definitely bothering him more than any of his others.  Poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_2SRWI59z0/Te2cS7ZJowI/AAAAAAAADbY/UpFW3t4y8EU/s1600/DSC09410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_2SRWI59z0/Te2cS7ZJowI/AAAAAAAADbY/UpFW3t4y8EU/s400/DSC09410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615316159395635970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade really loves to look at books.  He's a little too squirmy to sit and let us read to him, but he will always choose books over toys.  I'm pretty sure that means he's a genius, right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgsTPi6JlcY/Te2cSVuH-zI/AAAAAAAADbQ/IWCKVNLQH44/s1600/DSC09411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgsTPi6JlcY/Te2cSVuH-zI/AAAAAAAADbQ/IWCKVNLQH44/s400/DSC09411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615316149283060530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, my last cheer camp.  I'm hanging it up, folks.  It's time.  But man it's tempting to just keep coaching this bunch.  They are awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0EXLecmYXM/Te2cSMma29I/AAAAAAAADbI/b8gHkR3G8UU/s1600/DSC09393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0EXLecmYXM/Te2cSMma29I/AAAAAAAADbI/b8gHkR3G8UU/s400/DSC09393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615316146834824146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your summer is off to a great start too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5514819705484123818?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5514819705484123818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5514819705484123818' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5514819705484123818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5514819705484123818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-weekend-2011.html' title='Memorial Weekend 2011'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLxrpAVwBuc/Te2XO4zutNI/AAAAAAAADXQ/oa4ZtCxK9Rs/s72-c/DSC09111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7001146987585261841</id><published>2011-05-24T22:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:03:52.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Ahead</title><content type='html'>Let me get this straight. Cade is one, I've been out of high school for over ten years, and wait a minute, "The Kid" is going off to college?! Wow, where has the time gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rXfVoUsCt4/TdiWY6lxdmI/AAAAAAAADUM/YVWbn3ilBpY/s1600/makenzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rXfVoUsCt4/TdiWY6lxdmI/AAAAAAAADUM/YVWbn3ilBpY/s400/makenzie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609398690678666850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Barbie = Salutatorian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7Xw8SoIuMg/Tdx3k5gD-cI/AAAAAAAADU0/_lnb_SzVtiI/s1600/DSC09052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7Xw8SoIuMg/Tdx3k5gD-cI/AAAAAAAADU0/_lnb_SzVtiI/s400/DSC09052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610490711591090626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even spell salutatorian without the use of spellcheck. We really put a lot of pressure on her over the years. She always said it was like having three moms telling her what to do (and what NOT to do). But she handled it well. We were all living vicariously through her. And she's definitely done us proud.  And she's wearing very tall shoes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rAXdUwpRCM/Tdx3kctFRkI/AAAAAAAADUs/tDkqtpw7TYk/s1600/DSC09055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rAXdUwpRCM/Tdx3kctFRkI/AAAAAAAADUs/tDkqtpw7TYk/s400/DSC09055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610490703861073474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom always does a great job creating a graduation shrine.  This one is full of incriminating pics of all of us.  Even Matt, as he and MaKenzie first met when she was five.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9hHPZZNxx0/Tdx3j6AOcNI/AAAAAAAADUk/Illm11PnNu8/s1600/DSC09022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9hHPZZNxx0/Tdx3j6AOcNI/AAAAAAAADUk/Illm11PnNu8/s400/DSC09022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610490694546125010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFEG_dx6Y8A/Tdx3jmbYZ5I/AAAAAAAADUc/S8r9ngJzZsA/s1600/DSC09021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iFEG_dx6Y8A/Tdx3jmbYZ5I/AAAAAAAADUc/S8r9ngJzZsA/s400/DSC09021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610490689291315090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like grad parties in GB are like mini-weddings.  (At least when my mom is in charge).  This was quite the event!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGfW3_v1YBQ/Tdx3jGS1GjI/AAAAAAAADUU/rNz7W5msXmk/s1600/DSC09062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGfW3_v1YBQ/Tdx3jGS1GjI/AAAAAAAADUU/rNz7W5msXmk/s400/DSC09062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610490680665512498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4_EeoHkeVY/Tdx4SZDWi4I/AAAAAAAADVc/6kY-aB4NF08/s1600/DSC09029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4_EeoHkeVY/Tdx4SZDWi4I/AAAAAAAADVc/6kY-aB4NF08/s400/DSC09029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610491493154720642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete with chocolate fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dW8rpbP_-OQ/Tdx4R0sWQEI/AAAAAAAADVU/iyBBZpQ8uj4/s1600/DSC09058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dW8rpbP_-OQ/Tdx4R0sWQEI/AAAAAAAADVU/iyBBZpQ8uj4/s400/DSC09058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610491483394555970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And catered BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8LFpZ-_YQ48/Tdx4Rm3203I/AAAAAAAADVM/e2c4Cw_NkZI/s1600/DSC09061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8LFpZ-_YQ48/Tdx4Rm3203I/AAAAAAAADVM/e2c4Cw_NkZI/s400/DSC09061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610491479684731762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a steady stream of guests...many I didn't even know.  It was a little strange to be so "old" (I'm putting old in quotes to denote that I'm in complete denial that I actually am "old") that guests would say "I didn't know MaKenzie had two older sisters."  Really?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGAq6Cg3yaA/Tdx4Qs5YoJI/AAAAAAAADU8/JQE4jQJjefE/s1600/DSC09065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGAq6Cg3yaA/Tdx4Qs5YoJI/AAAAAAAADU8/JQE4jQJjefE/s400/DSC09065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610491464121884818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking in the main event at Memorial Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzhvu-LB7es/Tdx5RIS_OrI/AAAAAAAADWE/6DTS2Uh6300/s1600/DSC09032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzhvu-LB7es/Tdx5RIS_OrI/AAAAAAAADWE/6DTS2Uh6300/s400/DSC09032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610492570988657330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HyISp7qiiE/Tdx5Qml6sRI/AAAAAAAADV8/Rr6nX0yyKqM/s1600/DSC09034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HyISp7qiiE/Tdx5Qml6sRI/AAAAAAAADV8/Rr6nX0yyKqM/s400/DSC09034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610492561941246226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gYclprcHwvs/Tdx5QTLhsSI/AAAAAAAADV0/p0NNgyyNdKc/s1600/DSC09035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gYclprcHwvs/Tdx5QTLhsSI/AAAAAAAADV0/p0NNgyyNdKc/s400/DSC09035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610492556730282274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun, dun dun dun, dun, dun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fP1CMER9Z4A/Tdx5PzJBqOI/AAAAAAAADVs/THDpdgcucCY/s1600/DSC09039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fP1CMER9Z4A/Tdx5PzJBqOI/AAAAAAAADVs/THDpdgcucCY/s400/DSC09039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610492548129859810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it gets a little like "where's waldo" in these pics, but here Graduation Barbie is giving her speech.  She did an awesome job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5D-iG9R5x8/Tdx7i4N3vkI/AAAAAAAADWk/axMX-9kWTgE/s1600/DSC09043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5D-iG9R5x8/Tdx7i4N3vkI/AAAAAAAADWk/axMX-9kWTgE/s400/DSC09043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610495074933128770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving her diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ma_DGG0jnh8/Tdx7iQ4NuBI/AAAAAAAADWc/6TC_8PiVNLY/s1600/DSC09047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ma_DGG0jnh8/Tdx7iQ4NuBI/AAAAAAAADWc/6TC_8PiVNLY/s400/DSC09047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610495064373311506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to her seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn0q-e6NV30/Tdx7h3xppzI/AAAAAAAADWU/BDhd3oMsmrg/s1600/DSC09049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn0q-e6NV30/Tdx7h3xppzI/AAAAAAAADWU/BDhd3oMsmrg/s400/DSC09049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610495057634895666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of 2011 celebrates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcqSJPiMHgk/Tdx5fZq5--I/AAAAAAAADWM/j_5Zh5ZMqxk/s1600/DSC09051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcqSJPiMHgk/Tdx5fZq5--I/AAAAAAAADWM/j_5Zh5ZMqxk/s400/DSC09051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610492816170548194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Kid!  Your road ahead is paved in orange and while you've achieved much as a Panther, we know the best years are yet to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7001146987585261841?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7001146987585261841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7001146987585261841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7001146987585261841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7001146987585261841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/05/road-ahead.html' title='The Road Ahead'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rXfVoUsCt4/TdiWY6lxdmI/AAAAAAAADUM/YVWbn3ilBpY/s72-c/makenzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2616725437314277895</id><published>2011-05-21T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:51:29.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQa3v0V-Rnw/TdiQ5tRNqCI/AAAAAAAADT8/JX8NXrZxYpU/s1600/schools_out.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQa3v0V-Rnw/TdiQ5tRNqCI/AAAAAAAADT8/JX8NXrZxYpU/s400/schools_out.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609392656968689698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the picture is a little premature. Three and a half days left. I love summer. I love my job--but it's also part of my job to love summer. &lt;br /&gt;Middle school kids do crack me up, especially lately. We made smoothies in the "Food Prep" unit (which is way more fun than the sewing unit, by the way). We make a drink called "Cloud Nine" that I got from another FACS teacher. While they get to choose from a handful of recipes what they want to make, Cloud Nine is always a popular choice--I'm sure it's because it has ice cream in it. One student even said he tried to look the recipe up online so he could make it for his family. He said the only recipes he found when he searched it online all contained vodka. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling generous this quarter so even the 6th graders got to make smoothies. This is ordinarily a luxury reserved for the 7th and 8th graders only. I am now reminded why that is so. Not one but TWO different groups didn't get their blenders screwed together tight enough causing their entire smoothie to leak out all over the blender and the counter. Poor kids were so disappointed they were practically licking it off the counter...I'm sure they would have if I wouldn't have forebode it. (Forebode?! I'm pretty sure that's right). A lot of the funny moments are at the expense of the 6th graders. Teaching them lifeskills is quite a trip. Heck, you haven't lived until you've tried to supervise 26 kids with 12 skillets making bacon. Scariest thing I've ever attempted. Now, you know I'm a pork-lover, but we've got to switch to turkey bacon if I ever attempt this again. 6th graders and gobs of grease DO NOT MIX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, three and a half days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2616725437314277895?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2616725437314277895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2616725437314277895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2616725437314277895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2616725437314277895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/05/almost-there.html' title='Almost There...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQa3v0V-Rnw/TdiQ5tRNqCI/AAAAAAAADT8/JX8NXrZxYpU/s72-c/schools_out.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2838163472479095255</id><published>2011-05-13T21:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:26:18.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cade is One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttnqH-TC9xg/Tc3uIWbpG9I/AAAAAAAADTE/4QyW1YEbf9E/s1600/DSC08882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttnqH-TC9xg/Tc3uIWbpG9I/AAAAAAAADTE/4QyW1YEbf9E/s400/DSC08882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398938374020050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've been very timely in my posts of our monthly photo shoots throughout the year...except for this last one.  So far the month of May has been a blur of events and activities.  I find myself thinking, oh that's not until May, wait a minute, May is half over!  Don't worry, we took the pics on the 5th, just like always.  We never forget!  I've just been dragging my feet on posting.  I'm in denial that it's already been a year.  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;That was then.  Our first day home as a family of three!  I used to LOVE this picture.  Now I feel like we just look so tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJMVyZe4Exo/Tc3qJLvw_JI/AAAAAAAADRU/FFzn0g2X62s/s1600/DSC05756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJMVyZe4Exo/Tc3qJLvw_JI/AAAAAAAADRU/FFzn0g2X62s/s400/DSC05756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606394554638990482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is now!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-agP9OCe2E/Tc3qI0dX9LI/AAAAAAAADRM/iIXRepdtc_I/s1600/DSC08995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-agP9OCe2E/Tc3qI0dX9LI/AAAAAAAADRM/iIXRepdtc_I/s400/DSC08995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606394548387837106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree and I have a love/hate relationship.  I hate that it blocks our front door and always needs trimmed but it's so pretty and smells so good, for about 10 days out of the year.  That window of time where I love the tree happens to fall over Cade's birthday so I hope we'll be able to get a pic with it in bloom every year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how far we've come.  What a fabulous journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZmQhzWHMmA/Tc3qIXh_E-I/AAAAAAAADRE/PeiZRq-u2bE/s1600/DSC05923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZmQhzWHMmA/Tc3qIXh_E-I/AAAAAAAADRE/PeiZRq-u2bE/s400/DSC05923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606394540622549986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKUmzKq9bbw/Tc3qH-kYJMI/AAAAAAAADQ8/BHelR8ATqgc/s1600/DSC06101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKUmzKq9bbw/Tc3qH-kYJMI/AAAAAAAADQ8/BHelR8ATqgc/s400/DSC06101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606394533921694914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmBSpIIjQME/Tc3qHbvSGMI/AAAAAAAADQ0/JhUr_NVSusw/s1600/DSC06291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmBSpIIjQME/Tc3qHbvSGMI/AAAAAAAADQ0/JhUr_NVSusw/s400/DSC06291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606394524572195010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5MGN4zqb9c/Tc3rsvRK2gI/AAAAAAAADR8/uTgI-tlJ-Pc/s1600/DSC06490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5MGN4zqb9c/Tc3rsvRK2gI/AAAAAAAADR8/uTgI-tlJ-Pc/s400/DSC06490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606396264981387778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3beNB00-Moo/Tc3rsYyMhEI/AAAAAAAADR0/48GjXuDD2Nc/s1600/DSC06774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3beNB00-Moo/Tc3rsYyMhEI/AAAAAAAADR0/48GjXuDD2Nc/s400/DSC06774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606396258945893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVvsi8tqP-k/Tc3rsHFHIhI/AAAAAAAADRs/F_i3CbfvmcQ/s1600/DSC06979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVvsi8tqP-k/Tc3rsHFHIhI/AAAAAAAADRs/F_i3CbfvmcQ/s400/DSC06979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606396254193394194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxjGYADdqxE/Tc3rrqndl5I/AAAAAAAADRk/wW3wvRQIXO4/s1600/DSC07292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxjGYADdqxE/Tc3rrqndl5I/AAAAAAAADRk/wW3wvRQIXO4/s400/DSC07292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606396246552844178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oROmOTfWtfw/Tc3rrWS9TMI/AAAAAAAADRc/lEy4YCO_DEg/s1600/DSC07626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oROmOTfWtfw/Tc3rrWS9TMI/AAAAAAAADRc/lEy4YCO_DEg/s400/DSC07626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606396241098132674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M75x_vkUTcc/Tc3tWA8PETI/AAAAAAAADSk/Knxhk1ioEcc/s1600/DSC07847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M75x_vkUTcc/Tc3tWA8PETI/AAAAAAAADSk/Knxhk1ioEcc/s400/DSC07847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398073611686194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5VBvZF5Qs0/Tc3tVr-REUI/AAAAAAAADSc/OPTLGE42Yes/s1600/DSC08139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5VBvZF5Qs0/Tc3tVr-REUI/AAAAAAAADSc/OPTLGE42Yes/s400/DSC08139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398067983061314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UapavZWvhp4/Tc3tVAzyGDI/AAAAAAAADSM/o9758s1LAaM/s1600/DSC08469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UapavZWvhp4/Tc3tVAzyGDI/AAAAAAAADSM/o9758s1LAaM/s400/DSC08469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398056396363826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, at least 10 shots of the birthday boy.  What a little ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktYH3IyOpSo/Tc3uIl9jqAI/AAAAAAAADTM/L95PldIirRg/s1600/DSC08866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktYH3IyOpSo/Tc3uIl9jqAI/AAAAAAAADTM/L95PldIirRg/s400/DSC08866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398942542800898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UG-XRdBsmHU/Tc3tUj5Q2KI/AAAAAAAADSE/tO4_6YSPxTI/s1600/DSC08869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UG-XRdBsmHU/Tc3tUj5Q2KI/AAAAAAAADSE/tO4_6YSPxTI/s400/DSC08869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398048634722466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2547uqRVuo/Tc3uH-E5FsI/AAAAAAAADS8/uhD4qYlT0kE/s1600/DSC08886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2547uqRVuo/Tc3uH-E5FsI/AAAAAAAADS8/uhD4qYlT0kE/s400/DSC08886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398931836147394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2HiKReoBPI/Tc3uHS0AVTI/AAAAAAAADS0/gHwW73zdUsU/s1600/DSC08889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2HiKReoBPI/Tc3uHS0AVTI/AAAAAAAADS0/gHwW73zdUsU/s400/DSC08889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398920222594354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MrtuHU5ZlkY/Tc3uHJMfg0I/AAAAAAAADSs/DDjlYRKKlhs/s1600/DSC08891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MrtuHU5ZlkY/Tc3uHJMfg0I/AAAAAAAADSs/DDjlYRKKlhs/s400/DSC08891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606398917640946498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fE-DIS2NX6o/Tc3u9uoi75I/AAAAAAAADT0/tB1yYrlSrVg/s1600/DSC08895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fE-DIS2NX6o/Tc3u9uoi75I/AAAAAAAADT0/tB1yYrlSrVg/s400/DSC08895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399855403659154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uELeNb96d7w/Tc3u9a95Q6I/AAAAAAAADTs/jjfqxuwTYhk/s1600/DSC08897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uELeNb96d7w/Tc3u9a95Q6I/AAAAAAAADTs/jjfqxuwTYhk/s400/DSC08897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399850124493730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIivk--6X5c/Tc3u8wIZQ6I/AAAAAAAADTk/2BglVyM9DHg/s1600/DSC08910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIivk--6X5c/Tc3u8wIZQ6I/AAAAAAAADTk/2BglVyM9DHg/s400/DSC08910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399838625809314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4P2laXQs-Tc/Tc3u8tMzteI/AAAAAAAADTc/Npk70QNn_fE/s1600/DSC08925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4P2laXQs-Tc/Tc3u8tMzteI/AAAAAAAADTc/Npk70QNn_fE/s400/DSC08925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399837839013346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLfjF0RphV4/Tc3u8F4oAdI/AAAAAAAADTU/yDxMsXwEYac/s1600/DSC08943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLfjF0RphV4/Tc3u8F4oAdI/AAAAAAAADTU/yDxMsXwEYac/s400/DSC08943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399827285377490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not saying that the last year has been all smiles and rainbows--it has been quite the learning curve--but I look back on it and just cherish those memories.  What an amazing privilege that God has given me to be a mom and to navigate life's travels with Matt and Cade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2838163472479095255?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2838163472479095255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2838163472479095255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2838163472479095255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2838163472479095255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/05/cade-is-one.html' title='Cade is One'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttnqH-TC9xg/Tc3uIWbpG9I/AAAAAAAADTE/4QyW1YEbf9E/s72-c/DSC08882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8052349160670021783</id><published>2011-05-05T23:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:46:05.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, Cade! I think it's about time I documented a story...not just any story, the birth story. I know it's weird, but I love birth stories. I want to hear everyone's stories about giving birth. Every story is different and unique. Don't spare me any details, I want to hear it all.  Mostly I write and post pictures for you, but today I'm mainly just writing for me.  Know that it's a very long and detailed story!  I've been thinking about Cade's birth story a lot as we hit the one year anniversary of all the milestones. I hope I never forget the details. I'll re-tell it to him every single year. On May 3rd I thought all day about how May 3rd, 2010 was my last day of school last year, unexpectedly. Right in the middle of the sewing unit, of course. We know how much I love the sewing unit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left school on May 3rd, I left in a hurry. I left my desk a mess. I had an ultrasound appointment to get to! My doctor had scheduled one because just to look at me, I was huge. She estimated that I had one big baby growing in there. She called it a "weight check." At the ultrasound they estimated that Cade weighed about 8 and a half pounds (with 2 weeks left to go). While their weight estimations could vary by a pound either way, I was still scared. A 9 and a half pound baby!?! I specifically remember getting a call from my doctor while we were filling up with gas at Quik Trip at about 5:30. She said that the cord was wrapped twice around the neck on the ultrasound. While that wasn't an immediate problem because of the fluid around the baby, we could still take action if we wanted to. She asked if we wanted to be induced TONIGHT. Um, what? Tonight? Like a couple hours from now, tonight?! Uh, ok, I guess. I didn't really know what to think. I'm pretty sure I thought, crap, I left my desk a mess at school. So, not really knowing what to do, but being scared about the cord and the potential for a mega-huge baby we rushed home to pack our bags. I was partially packed already but I found it hard to be packed for the hospital in advance. There were things I needed to take that I used everyday. I couldn't be totally packed until it was go-time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go-time had arrived. I took a shower and re-did my hair and make up (just seemed like the right thing to do), we called everyone, took lots of pictures, and started filming our documentary of the event. We stopped by Quizno's to get some sandwiches that we were going to eat at a park before we checked into the hospital. Turns out we both got a little nervous about the time so we scrapped the whole "eating in the park and having this picture-perfect last moment of just the two of us" and ended up eating our sandwiches in the car in the hospital parking lot. I swear we took half our house with us to the hospital. I had no idea what we'd need...or how long we'd be there. I wasn't keen on being induced, but there was no way I was going to chance it with the cord around his neck. Inducing was not part of my idea of an ideal birth plan, but I have no regrets. You do what you have to do and make adjustments to keep everyone safe. Monday night was pretty uneventful. We checked in. Now, everyone had talked about how nice Olathe Medical Center is and how great "The Birth Place" is. Many people compared it to a spa. Let me just clarify for you. I don't know what spa these people have been to before, but I would never compare this place to a spa. It's not super-hospitalish, but a spa, I think not. They rave about this fancy queen bed that folds out from the wall that you get to sleep in after you give birth. More on that later. They gave me something to soften the cervix and I pretty much just had to hang out there in the bed hooked up to machines. Again, not part of my ideal plan, but I did want them to monitor the baby because of the cord. I remember being on the computer finishing up sub plans and emailing co-workers about trivial things like "Friday Treat Day" reminders. I wrote down details in the baby book and recorded the nurses names. I knew this could be a long process but secretly hoped something would kick-start and move quickly. I was too excited to sleep a wink. I was having small contractions, couldn't really feel them but saw on the monitors when they were happening. Not dilated at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward 24 hours. Still not dilated. Not at all. Contractions--occasionally painful but nothing excruciating, mostly just uncomfortable. They would ask my pain on a scale of 1 to 10. I always said 3. I wasn't sure how painful this situation would get so I figured I better leave ample room for the situation to worsen. They tried another cervix softener on the evening of May 4th. I decided to pretend like May 3rd never happened. I did sleep better. Poor Matt, sleeping in the recliner in the room wasn't fun at all. We both looked forward to that anticipated fold-out queen bed. I woke up at about 3AM May 5th to the sound of my water breaking. I thought, yes, this is it! The pain had worsened dramatically so I requested my epidural. I knew the pain would intensify after the water broke and it could take some time for the anesthesiologist to get there and get things going so I thought I better get my request in early! The nurse wanted me to hold off on the epidural until 5am. Can't remember why, but I did it. I slept SO soundly after the epidural. I remember waking up at 7am and thinking, oh yeah, we're at the hospital, my water broke. My doctor told me I still wasn't dilated even 1 cm and his head wasn't really dropping down. This is when they told me that when my water broke they saw that the water was darker meaning that the baby had a bowel movement already. This was a sign that the baby was in distress and could be a problem. Also, there's the risk of them inhaling the bowel movement and aspirating or it getting in the baby's lungs. Again, risks I didn't want to chance. We decided to proceed with a c-section because at this point waiting for me to fully dilate could take 8 more hours, at least. No thanks. His heart rate kept dipping low so they hooked me up to oxygen and kept having me roll from side to side. I remember being rolled down the hall to the operating room past all of our family. It seemed, weird. I knew everything would be fine but it was somehow still really scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point (also the point that I was given the laughing gas) I decided I wanted to be a "fun patient." I made jokes, I commented on the anesthesiologists surgical cap and at one point informed my doctor to "be careful because my abs are my best feature." Still a little embarrassed about that. They told us that as soon as the baby comes out they don't want it to cry because they don't want him to breathe in the bowel movement. They warned us it would be a little bit because they had to pump it out before we would hear anything. I was clueless behind the curtain but Matt watched it all. They slit me open, pushed really hard on my stomach, pulled Cade out and went to work on him. Seemed like years, as about a minute and a half went by. Then he cried. And we cried. And took pictures. I was shaking. I distinctly remember Matt rubbing Cade's cheek against mine and feeling like this was the sweetest moment ever. They then proceeded to remove a baseball-sized fibroid from the birth canal. It had been growing inside me blocking Cade's head from dropping down and preventing me from dilating. Mystery solved. The fibroid looked like a ball of tissue, like an organ. I so wish we'd have taken a picture. I know, weird but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the "can't shower, can't feel your legs, can't get out of bed, can't do anything" phase. It took a day and a half before I could get off the epidural and onto other pain meds. I wanted to get out of that bed (I'd been there since Monday, it was Thursday) SO bad. I was getting a little testy during this phase. You know that fancy bed everyone raves about?  Turns out that offer is null and void if you have a c-section.  I had to stay in the hospital bed.  Matt finally brought an air mattress from home to start sleeping on instead of the awful recliner.  Cade was the most perfect baby (if I do say so myself) and it was so fun showing him off to everyone who came to visit, despite my nasty bedridden-ness. Thursday night I finally could walk again and actually got to shower. (And by shower I mean sit in the tub on this stool and have Matt hose me down. It was a bonding moment for sure). The rest is kinda a blur. I remember that the food was pretty good. I got to fill out a menu in the morning with my preferences for meals. Their PB&amp;J sandwich was the best thing ever. (Isn't it so fat-kid of me to have liked the hospital food?!) By this point I had long-ago run out of room in the baby book for documenting the names of our nurses. We actually were starting to repeat nurses again since we were STILL THERE. We finally got to go home on Saturday afternoon, May 8th. The house was decorated with blue steamers and balloons. We set up baskets with diapers and wipes in all the main rooms and tried to adjust to this "new normal." Life has not been "normal" ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me how hard it is to be a mom. Or I guess if they did, I didn't listen. For me, the hardest part is what I don't know. I don't know if I'm doing it right. I don't know how to find the perfect balance of responsibilities at home and at school. I don't know where I should make sacrifices and where I should never cut corners. With each new phase comes new unknowns. But looking back on this year I'm so, so thankful. Thankful for the ways I've been stretched, for the things I've learned. Thankful for the journey. And most of all, thankful we're not alone on this journey.  Life is a team-sport.  We have so many wonderful people around us to help us and guide us.  We have amazing families, friends, and co-workers who support us and are there for us when we have questions.  So many people texted and called with birthday wishes for Cade.  It really meant a lot to us.  I can't believe it's already been a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8052349160670021783?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8052349160670021783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8052349160670021783' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8052349160670021783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8052349160670021783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/05/story-time.html' title='Story Time'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7676734051128411872</id><published>2011-05-02T21:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:22:01.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger Than the Royal Wedding...</title><content type='html'>Well, to us anyway.  We're still recovering from Cade's first birthday bash on Saturday.  It was a perfect day and we're so glad so many of our friends and family members could be there to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySsAUzvtD60/Tb924YlA_SI/AAAAAAAADNk/zPrPXnPpx48/s1600/DSC08822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySsAUzvtD60/Tb924YlA_SI/AAAAAAAADNk/zPrPXnPpx48/s400/DSC08822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327172514643234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly and I (but mostly Holly) decorated cupcakes for hours the night before the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeyjmDYDSW8/Tb924GkAfhI/AAAAAAAADNc/KqGuq5ilVZg/s1600/DSC08700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeyjmDYDSW8/Tb924GkAfhI/AAAAAAAADNc/KqGuq5ilVZg/s400/DSC08700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327167678578194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRQSK8oiXmA/Tb923qjrJLI/AAAAAAAADNU/xG6Z5fHq3k8/s1600/DSC08706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRQSK8oiXmA/Tb923qjrJLI/AAAAAAAADNU/xG6Z5fHq3k8/s400/DSC08706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327160160986290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the party guests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShjaOCadpd4/Tb923FUaagI/AAAAAAAADNM/ia6hekJzKO4/s1600/DSC08716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShjaOCadpd4/Tb923FUaagI/AAAAAAAADNM/ia6hekJzKO4/s400/DSC08716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327150164863490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTl_ya8tQ6Q/Tb922rQxrfI/AAAAAAAADNE/6TCzo_V-yHY/s1600/DSC08718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTl_ya8tQ6Q/Tb922rQxrfI/AAAAAAAADNE/6TCzo_V-yHY/s400/DSC08718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327143170289138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1VDKyoZSt8/Tb93TBc4yOI/AAAAAAAADOM/Oh095h6FpbM/s1600/DSC08720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1VDKyoZSt8/Tb93TBc4yOI/AAAAAAAADOM/Oh095h6FpbM/s400/DSC08720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327630163003618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seZ883ubgik/Tb93SdBDFbI/AAAAAAAADOE/DR95-8DGxQA/s1600/DSC08721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seZ883ubgik/Tb93SdBDFbI/AAAAAAAADOE/DR95-8DGxQA/s400/DSC08721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327620382561714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdGpC1Oi0yA/Tb93Rz9jTII/AAAAAAAADN8/dusk-6zu8fE/s1600/DSC08711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdGpC1Oi0yA/Tb93Rz9jTII/AAAAAAAADN8/dusk-6zu8fE/s400/DSC08711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327609362041986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people traveled great distances to attend...&lt;br /&gt;Peggy came from Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcNQS8ScVmo/Tb93RrkUb1I/AAAAAAAADN0/3puzy03IQ70/s1600/DSC08709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcNQS8ScVmo/Tb93RrkUb1I/AAAAAAAADN0/3puzy03IQ70/s400/DSC08709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327607108726610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Christy traveled through 4 states to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoPuu22caSM/Tb9-abVMQ9I/AAAAAAAADQk/WoKbg_PJHzY/s1600/DSC08777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoPuu22caSM/Tb9-abVMQ9I/AAAAAAAADQk/WoKbg_PJHzY/s400/DSC08777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602335453950526418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade eating cake for the first time was a little uneventful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41O9K4O3zZA/Tb93REsN5RI/AAAAAAAADNs/CbNpIYsOlRE/s1600/DSC08723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41O9K4O3zZA/Tb93REsN5RI/AAAAAAAADNs/CbNpIYsOlRE/s400/DSC08723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602327596672869650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pausing to reflect on the sugar rush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4hdrhfRQ2M/Tb94HtD1ZCI/AAAAAAAADO0/-_zt3hdSez8/s1600/DSC08724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4hdrhfRQ2M/Tb94HtD1ZCI/AAAAAAAADO0/-_zt3hdSez8/s400/DSC08724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328535222281250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threatening to fling cake at the next person who snaps a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3SI0D3oJqY/Tb94HesqXUI/AAAAAAAADOs/gBGVvXP2boQ/s1600/DSC08726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3SI0D3oJqY/Tb94HesqXUI/AAAAAAAADOs/gBGVvXP2boQ/s400/DSC08726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328531366993218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present time!  Loads of loot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7oqPHk97UPA/Tb94GlxgFDI/AAAAAAAADOc/F5InD4BWzX8/s1600/DSC08741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7oqPHk97UPA/Tb94GlxgFDI/AAAAAAAADOc/F5InD4BWzX8/s400/DSC08741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328516086469682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vn5B7hUguzI/Tb94GFmSyrI/AAAAAAAADOU/uq97R2ihZQE/s1600/DSC08742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vn5B7hUguzI/Tb94GFmSyrI/AAAAAAAADOU/uq97R2ihZQE/s400/DSC08742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328507449526962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish clothes (and a hat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUbcBMM3EoY/Tb95jff05hI/AAAAAAAADPc/elhFlTro0dY/s1600/DSC08744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUbcBMM3EoY/Tb95jff05hI/AAAAAAAADPc/elhFlTro0dY/s400/DSC08744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330112129558034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, lots of toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fH0pRWwd8zE/Tb95iyRRGQI/AAAAAAAADPU/bOkB53R9MMo/s1600/DSC08745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fH0pRWwd8zE/Tb95iyRRGQI/AAAAAAAADPU/bOkB53R9MMo/s400/DSC08745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330099988896002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, the keys to this little beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FViRQt8s2bw/Tb95isF9JyI/AAAAAAAADPM/FS2mmEhNFEg/s1600/DSC08746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FViRQt8s2bw/Tb95isF9JyI/AAAAAAAADPM/FS2mmEhNFEg/s400/DSC08746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330098330838818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to incessantly pushing Cade around in this car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZkTfPauTn0/Tb95iDcY5UI/AAAAAAAADPE/LU-BLlngZw8/s1600/DSC08753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZkTfPauTn0/Tb95iDcY5UI/AAAAAAAADPE/LU-BLlngZw8/s400/DSC08753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330087419077954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yxki5-Q6xo/Tb95hqlnC3I/AAAAAAAADO8/Obp6ImzG9Ag/s1600/DSC08762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yxki5-Q6xo/Tb95hqlnC3I/AAAAAAAADO8/Obp6ImzG9Ag/s400/DSC08762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330080746867570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my favorite picture from the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPLlTK66DpM/Tb96kGnJLyI/AAAAAAAADQE/qpnRIgikygE/s1600/DSC08765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPLlTK66DpM/Tb96kGnJLyI/AAAAAAAADQE/qpnRIgikygE/s400/DSC08765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331222140858146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a beautiful day out!  Perfect for bubbles...and wiffle ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_aYYlrS2NQ/Tb96jw93mPI/AAAAAAAADP8/aszMu8pcWoM/s1600/DSC08788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_aYYlrS2NQ/Tb96jw93mPI/AAAAAAAADP8/aszMu8pcWoM/s400/DSC08788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331216330594546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_gynAMAzJTI/Tb96joX6yxI/AAAAAAAADP0/78M2HNX-kPk/s1600/DSC08790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_gynAMAzJTI/Tb96joX6yxI/AAAAAAAADP0/78M2HNX-kPk/s400/DSC08790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331214023936786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ5vDRieIvk/Tb96i8nyZQI/AAAAAAAADPs/EXzPO4-Kk9s/s1600/DSC08793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ5vDRieIvk/Tb96i8nyZQI/AAAAAAAADPs/EXzPO4-Kk9s/s400/DSC08793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331202279335170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parallel parking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_ouTupX9Vw/Tb96iRX90-I/AAAAAAAADPk/tIlEjKBpljc/s1600/DSC08818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_ouTupX9Vw/Tb96iRX90-I/AAAAAAAADPk/tIlEjKBpljc/s400/DSC08818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331190670250978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the gifts that really stand the test of time...boxes and balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R50Aj3eCl0U/Tb97CPb7MfI/AAAAAAAADQc/pLgJBg8kJPU/s1600/DSC08842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R50Aj3eCl0U/Tb97CPb7MfI/AAAAAAAADQc/pLgJBg8kJPU/s400/DSC08842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331739905798642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These might be his favorite...for a couple more days anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3k9tsJgNiUM/Tb97BvXBCiI/AAAAAAAADQU/ZhHHz9Y_8zw/s1600/DSC08843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3k9tsJgNiUM/Tb97BvXBCiI/AAAAAAAADQU/ZhHHz9Y_8zw/s400/DSC08843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331731295275554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncZFYrGjLR4/Tb97BaU-yTI/AAAAAAAADQM/o8kZz3an3nA/s1600/DSC08844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncZFYrGjLR4/Tb97BaU-yTI/AAAAAAAADQM/o8kZz3an3nA/s400/DSC08844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331725649594674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really can't believe it has already been a year.  I find myself being very sentimental about how fast time is flying by.  I just want to be able to relish and enjoy every phase and every moment I can with Cade.  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to our wonderful family and friends who traveled to be with us to celebrate this milestone!  It may not have drawn quite the media attention of the Royal Wedding--but it was so special to us to have everyone there to help make these wonderful memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7676734051128411872?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7676734051128411872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7676734051128411872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7676734051128411872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7676734051128411872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/05/bigger-than-royal-wedding.html' title='Bigger Than the Royal Wedding...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySsAUzvtD60/Tb924YlA_SI/AAAAAAAADNk/zPrPXnPpx48/s72-c/DSC08822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-7985631489125342795</id><published>2011-04-25T23:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T00:13:35.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg-stra Special Easter!</title><content type='html'>Alright, I have to be honest.  This year, I knew Cade wouldn't really be able to dye or hunt for eggs, or even remember whether he got an Easter basket or not...so I really didn't plan anything.  I know, gasp.  Come on, I'm in the middle of intensive birthday party planning, people!  Cut me some slack.  Luckily, my lack of planning will not scar Cade for life.  He still received plenty of Easter goodies and many sweet moments were captured on camera.  Our parents each sent gifts and our wonderful culdesac neighbors put candy-filled eggs in all the yards!  I still don't know who the secret "Blake Street Bunny" is but I'm so glad they visited us!  Cade really does like hunting for eggs and it was so fun watching him figure it all out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys in pastel checking out all the eggs left in the yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2dTBj26qgY/TbZIeQY5OOI/AAAAAAAADME/QQNMqkOlBAo/s1600/DSC08671.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742871314446562 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2dTBj26qgY/TbZIeQY5OOI/AAAAAAAADME/QQNMqkOlBAo/s400/DSC08671.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What is going on?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lA71PLw1ygg/TbZId5IPwJI/AAAAAAAADL8/MoE1ElA7mPE/s1600/DSC08673.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742865070604434 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lA71PLw1ygg/TbZId5IPwJI/AAAAAAAADL8/MoE1ElA7mPE/s400/DSC08673.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I get it.  You pick up the egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDIGMAmL2sQ/TbZIdXhUuMI/AAAAAAAADL0/HV78rnD5KVI/s1600/DSC08679.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742856048982210 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDIGMAmL2sQ/TbZIdXhUuMI/AAAAAAAADL0/HV78rnD5KVI/s400/DSC08679.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and you put it in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUll7aTToEk/TbZIb5uFGqI/AAAAAAAADLs/fIbqcSZbYtY/s1600/DSC08676.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742830869551778 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JUll7aTToEk/TbZIb5uFGqI/AAAAAAAADLs/fIbqcSZbYtY/s400/DSC08676.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and then you clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBhvjIyCG_s/TbZIbXn1bqI/AAAAAAAADLk/V78jT7-TgXc/s1600/DSC08680.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599742821716553378 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBhvjIyCG_s/TbZIbXn1bqI/AAAAAAAADLk/V78jT7-TgXc/s400/DSC08680.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No time for pictures, Mom, back to the eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZYN7RMPJsQ/TbZJVxETRGI/AAAAAAAADMs/dGXPNHvioTM/s1600/DSC08684.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599743824979248226 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZYN7RMPJsQ/TbZJVxETRGI/AAAAAAAADMs/dGXPNHvioTM/s400/DSC08684.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jBOR5XMAeU/TbZJVHzfAhI/AAAAAAAADMk/VVJNrhSo41M/s1600/DSC08685.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599743813902860818 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jBOR5XMAeU/TbZJVHzfAhI/AAAAAAAADMk/VVJNrhSo41M/s400/DSC08685.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Waving at the neighbors.  Too bad we don't have more traffic on our street, Cade LOVES to watch cars drive by and wave at people...or anything moving outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WioD5Ra-Erg/TbZJUhfkjvI/AAAAAAAADMc/e4iu_X8aFes/s1600/DSC08687.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599743803618791154 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WioD5Ra-Erg/TbZJUhfkjvI/AAAAAAAADMc/e4iu_X8aFes/s400/DSC08687.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know, I know...but I figure we're going to serve him up a big 'ole birthday cake next week so why not try some chocolate this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7XyqlYFyNik/TbZJTwLdGnI/AAAAAAAADMU/5fCJjv_zSDQ/s1600/DSC08691.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599743790381079154 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7XyqlYFyNik/TbZJTwLdGnI/AAAAAAAADMU/5fCJjv_zSDQ/s400/DSC08691.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The good thing about Easter dinner with just the 3 of us?  Sweatpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_N0IQzRoSQ/TbZJTVVKviI/AAAAAAAADMM/A4GL-cVETww/s1600/DSC08696.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599743783174061602 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_N0IQzRoSQ/TbZJTVVKviI/AAAAAAAADMM/A4GL-cVETww/s400/DSC08696.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And sleeveless onesies.  Classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Den5DVj_Flk/TbZKIRlb4TI/AAAAAAAADM8/U3p60ZxRPy0/s1600/DSC08694.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599744692701618482 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Den5DVj_Flk/TbZKIRlb4TI/AAAAAAAADM8/U3p60ZxRPy0/s400/DSC08694.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So I didn't plan for Easter baskets but I did plan an Easter dinner!  Nothing fancy...because if it was then my husband wouldn't eat it!  (The kinda nasty looking blob is cheesy potatoes.  His favorite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R37HGOsJV6M/TbZKHyx6dOI/AAAAAAAADM0/CKm1q1EGHYE/s1600/DSC08697.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599744684432454882 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R37HGOsJV6M/TbZKHyx6dOI/AAAAAAAADM0/CKm1q1EGHYE/s400/DSC08697.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to check out the video evidence of Cade's egg hunting abilities.  It's pretty sweet...even if I am an idiot and held the camera the wrong way for videoing!  A slight head tilt is in order...my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e15c7a917e6ebad5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2532437f8fd84a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D839D900C55AFFF7BE7374CF9E33602559144AA20.BB77E3CC33FD617AECED183EE82861D693559D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2532437f8fd84a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df1YhM_4U42JiCat7hRnJvHjvStA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2532437f8fd84a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D839D900C55AFFF7BE7374CF9E33602559144AA20.BB77E3CC33FD617AECED183EE82861D693559D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2532437f8fd84a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df1YhM_4U42JiCat7hRnJvHjvStA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet to celebrate with Cade and start some new fun traditions for our little family while we thank God for the reason we celebrate.  HE IS RISEN, INDEED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-7985631489125342795?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/7985631489125342795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=7985631489125342795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7985631489125342795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/7985631489125342795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/egg-stra-special-easter.html' title='Egg-stra Special Easter!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2dTBj26qgY/TbZIeQY5OOI/AAAAAAAADME/QQNMqkOlBAo/s72-c/DSC08671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5933466983879264333</id><published>2011-04-24T23:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:04:28.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Trumps Training &amp; Experience</title><content type='html'>We had such a fun Easter weekend it will take two entries to recap it all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night--dance party upon checking into our hotel room.  It was all Cade's idea.  He's in love with clock radios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ms5bmgerf0/TbT1CsgAMtI/AAAAAAAADIM/mq-EWrhM898/s1600/DSC08601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ms5bmgerf0/TbT1CsgAMtI/AAAAAAAADIM/mq-EWrhM898/s400/DSC08601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599369663382303442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade, dropping it like it's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNQkXsXZJXg/TbT1B8UAzXI/AAAAAAAADIE/YYuUnkBew4M/s1600/DSC08602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNQkXsXZJXg/TbT1B8UAzXI/AAAAAAAADIE/YYuUnkBew4M/s400/DSC08602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599369650447109490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathtime after a dip in the swimming pool.  (Forgot my camera in the room while at the pool).  Look at my two little hams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gveHumh68Ys/TbT1Bejf-hI/AAAAAAAADH8/9V1CiIpg7Oc/s1600/DSC08607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gveHumh68Ys/TbT1Bejf-hI/AAAAAAAADH8/9V1CiIpg7Oc/s400/DSC08607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599369642459003410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner with the crew it was Easter basket time!  Both my family and Matt's always go all out to make holidays special for Cade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6sC9X0fX1s/TbT1BN8M00I/AAAAAAAADH0/L6gzOxqFXBk/s1600/DSC08610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6sC9X0fX1s/TbT1BN8M00I/AAAAAAAADH0/L6gzOxqFXBk/s400/DSC08610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599369637999203138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone watches as Cade reads the book they all recorded for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OCGgxp8rGs/TbT1Azonu6I/AAAAAAAADHs/S9uFGoBWd9Y/s1600/DSC08613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OCGgxp8rGs/TbT1Azonu6I/AAAAAAAADHs/S9uFGoBWd9Y/s400/DSC08613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599369630937758626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Mom is great with Easter baskets!  Cade actually got one from her last year too--yes, that was before he was actually born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylxWvm7kRx0/TbT1kXhBSrI/AAAAAAAADI0/IGD_DKxBq0A/s1600/DSC08616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylxWvm7kRx0/TbT1kXhBSrI/AAAAAAAADI0/IGD_DKxBq0A/s400/DSC08616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370241864977074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what you've all been waiting for...the race.  It was a bit chilly for spectators but overall good weather.  I was just glad there wasn't any rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGEvlZRw4U0/TbT1jxskW4I/AAAAAAAADIs/Hng7a34DxyA/s1600/DSC08622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGEvlZRw4U0/TbT1jxskW4I/AAAAAAAADIs/Hng7a34DxyA/s400/DSC08622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370231712865154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentry was a bit scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs-zohT-ny8/TbT1jbFyIsI/AAAAAAAADIk/_kDS8ChgErA/s1600/DSC08623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vs-zohT-ny8/TbT1jbFyIsI/AAAAAAAADIk/_kDS8ChgErA/s400/DSC08623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370225644610242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CcXQsvohDUE/TbT1jAnSMlI/AAAAAAAADIc/ovKKDjUTgGQ/s1600/DSC08624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CcXQsvohDUE/TbT1jAnSMlI/AAAAAAAADIc/ovKKDjUTgGQ/s400/DSC08624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370218537366098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the start line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHFeCTujNFw/TbT2LZWS5SI/AAAAAAAADJc/WugX2s8fJm8/s1600/DSC08626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHFeCTujNFw/TbT2LZWS5SI/AAAAAAAADJc/WugX2s8fJm8/s400/DSC08626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370912371762466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot "Race Day Barbie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-1XC40SG8E/TbT2K9CGrzI/AAAAAAAADJU/Wepio53olsg/s1600/DSC08627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-1XC40SG8E/TbT2K9CGrzI/AAAAAAAADJU/Wepio53olsg/s400/DSC08627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370904770883378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNdMZ-Vsva0/TbT2KuegicI/AAAAAAAADJM/Gy57tUHR1RA/s1600/DSC08628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNdMZ-Vsva0/TbT2KuegicI/AAAAAAAADJM/Gy57tUHR1RA/s400/DSC08628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370900863486402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our goal to keep up with this guy who was wearing bunny ears...and actually ended up juggling during the whole race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUI1Pfo3ly8/TbT2KVGy_WI/AAAAAAAADJE/a9oARa0ZAc0/s1600/DSC08629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUI1Pfo3ly8/TbT2KVGy_WI/AAAAAAAADJE/a9oARa0ZAc0/s400/DSC08629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370894053145954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start was very packed and slow...since the race was pretty much on a narrow bike path it was clogged with people for most of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S6LhANv1H6E/TbT2J0SPS3I/AAAAAAAADI8/PSZPA6M9RZU/s1600/DSC08632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S6LhANv1H6E/TbT2J0SPS3I/AAAAAAAADI8/PSZPA6M9RZU/s400/DSC08632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599370885242768242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt photographed some of the people in front of us...like this really old guy.  Thanks, Matt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BpwQKFlq4A/TbT27XnrfrI/AAAAAAAADKE/esTh19W8K1s/s1600/DSC08635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3BpwQKFlq4A/TbT27XnrfrI/AAAAAAAADKE/esTh19W8K1s/s400/DSC08635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599371736541527730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...juggling bunny man...it ended up being a lofty goal to keep up with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2BPPwU6cBsc/TbT26zuoaSI/AAAAAAAADJ8/pkwb10_Se3c/s1600/DSC08636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2BPPwU6cBsc/TbT26zuoaSI/AAAAAAAADJ8/pkwb10_Se3c/s400/DSC08636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599371726907009314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the 4K mark...having a chummy time!  The race was only broken up by kilometers, not miles.  Maybe that's the norm but I was annoyed.  I was having to exert way too much brain power trying to figure out how far was left!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeboxQMK8Oo/TbT26fRxDOI/AAAAAAAADJ0/z3N73Bf9GrA/s1600/DSC08637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeboxQMK8Oo/TbT26fRxDOI/AAAAAAAADJ0/z3N73Bf9GrA/s400/DSC08637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599371721417231586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade was a very encouraging fan!  He loves clapping so this was very entertaining for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s66P2rsL1NY/TbT253OCq5I/AAAAAAAADJs/b0UY7bfMrjQ/s1600/DSC08640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s66P2rsL1NY/TbT253OCq5I/AAAAAAAADJs/b0UY7bfMrjQ/s400/DSC08640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599371710664190866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...Race Day Barbie at the 7K mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fesYSOBlA3Q/TbT25tdav5I/AAAAAAAADJk/7VzrVnu_wE4/s1600/DSC08643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fesYSOBlA3Q/TbT25tdav5I/AAAAAAAADJk/7VzrVnu_wE4/s400/DSC08643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599371708044328850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly behind her, G-Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhjnsjKBkGM/TbT30VwEmUI/AAAAAAAADK0/-Evfhdrq9Yw/s1600/DSC08644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhjnsjKBkGM/TbT30VwEmUI/AAAAAAAADK0/-Evfhdrq9Yw/s400/DSC08644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599372715292399938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shortly behind them...me...I gave Matt a look that says, "I know, I surrender"&lt;br /&gt;They slowly pulled away at about the half-way mark.  I tried to catch back up but just couldn't keep the faster pace, I worried about being able to finish!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w6yO7iiRZY/TbT3zZAGBGI/AAAAAAAADKs/U-Mmz96QhuM/s1600/DSC08645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w6yO7iiRZY/TbT3zZAGBGI/AAAAAAAADKs/U-Mmz96QhuM/s400/DSC08645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599372698985038946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race Day Barbie heads to the finish line!  She has what it takes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hcGpxjhPU7g/TbT3y0OO3kI/AAAAAAAADKk/f_waV-Kp-e8/s1600/DSC08647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hcGpxjhPU7g/TbT3y0OO3kI/AAAAAAAADKk/f_waV-Kp-e8/s400/DSC08647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599372689112227394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a minute later is Gentry.  She looked strong the whole race!  Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDE3zmy4Wg/TbT3yckWqzI/AAAAAAAADKc/yM-koV-4eCc/s1600/DSC08648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDE3zmy4Wg/TbT3yckWqzI/AAAAAAAADKc/yM-koV-4eCc/s400/DSC08648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599372682762562354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pretty close after that...me.  55 minutes 34 seconds.  I apparently have one pace whether I'm running a 10K or twice that!  And while I did get last--I mean third--in our family, I promise I wasn't last in the whole race (it doesn't really look like there's people after me...but there are!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV6T9jzVWqI/TbT3yFKyrZI/AAAAAAAADKU/mHswqapYfu0/s1600/DSC08650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV6T9jzVWqI/TbT3yFKyrZI/AAAAAAAADKU/mHswqapYfu0/s400/DSC08650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599372676481330578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-race, my body was angry with my lack of training.  Super sore and tired...and very upset...tummy.  Enough said.  &lt;br /&gt;After showers at the hotel and lunch at Jason's Deli we headed to the "Bachelorette Pad" aka Gentry's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zin1BoSkhVQ/TbT4W4_aQUI/AAAAAAAADLc/WklXOhid6bs/s1600/DSC08651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zin1BoSkhVQ/TbT4W4_aQUI/AAAAAAAADLc/WklXOhid6bs/s400/DSC08651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599373308867526978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade made himself at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9dtYt9XmSU/TbT4Wcn8ObI/AAAAAAAADLU/Q7N41ruI9Jo/s1600/DSC08653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e9dtYt9XmSU/TbT4Wcn8ObI/AAAAAAAADLU/Q7N41ruI9Jo/s400/DSC08653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599373301252897202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time using the monster-themed egg dyeing kit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4VguU_fWhw/TbT4VyOB74I/AAAAAAAADLM/Auhz-W2jpto/s1600/DSC08656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4VguU_fWhw/TbT4VyOB74I/AAAAAAAADLM/Auhz-W2jpto/s400/DSC08656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599373289869930370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0EmRWO0_pg/TbT4VZU66LI/AAAAAAAADLE/s3k3xpIlKNs/s1600/DSC08664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0EmRWO0_pg/TbT4VZU66LI/AAAAAAAADLE/s3k3xpIlKNs/s400/DSC08664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599373283187943602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love decorating eggs and part of me is a little sad we didn't get to hide them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3XQSOlkyOI/TbT4UxWoTdI/AAAAAAAADK8/uy_zJhEIN5Q/s1600/DSC08666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3XQSOlkyOI/TbT4UxWoTdI/AAAAAAAADK8/uy_zJhEIN5Q/s400/DSC08666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599373272457694674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.  Youth edges out the properly trained and the experienced &amp; cocky!  Anyone for a re-match?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5933466983879264333?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5933466983879264333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5933466983879264333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5933466983879264333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5933466983879264333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/youth-trumps-training-experience.html' title='Youth Trumps Training &amp; Experience'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ms5bmgerf0/TbT1CsgAMtI/AAAAAAAADIM/mq-EWrhM898/s72-c/DSC08601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-6012686759009306935</id><published>2011-04-19T22:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:11:14.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Will Prevail?</title><content type='html'>Three training days remain. It's going to be a memorable weekend, I just know it. We've decided to commemorate Easter 2011, wait for it, by running a 10K together in Wichita.  The Fabulous Sauder Sister Trio. (No one has ever called us that). Running. Together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is not the greatest photographic evidence of our obvious beauty...but Cade is in this pic. And (although not really here in the pic) he is so cute and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ptd7vyrw_0/Ta5T5-Re-CI/AAAAAAAADHc/xcBn_BH1a2A/s1600/trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ptd7vyrw_0/Ta5T5-Re-CI/AAAAAAAADHc/xcBn_BH1a2A/s400/trio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597503642302085154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell if this will be a competitive race, a chummy jaunt, or just a down-right hilarious time. So, Internet Patrons, choose now who you will root for. I'll give you some background info, just to make it fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fmMBeuOKa3w/Ta5XmTjC5DI/AAAAAAAADHk/Q0u4DfRqx3c/s1600/trio%2B3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fmMBeuOKa3w/Ta5XmTjC5DI/AAAAAAAADHk/Q0u4DfRqx3c/s400/trio%2B3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597507702462014514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I'm the most logical choice. I run. (Although not really since this pic I guess). My approach for this race has pretty much just been to "wing it." The weather has been all sorts of crazy lately (hot, cold, windy, rainy) and I've seen no need to battle the elements for 10K preparation...I ran 5 miles on Sunday and didn't die so I'm hoping that a little race day adrenaline (and a Gu packet) can surely carry me through on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXaClMOZUgw/Ta5T5mBS0hI/AAAAAAAADHU/ONd7wwum-P4/s1600/trio%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXaClMOZUgw/Ta5T5mBS0hI/AAAAAAAADHU/ONd7wwum-P4/s400/trio%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597503635791729170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's been having quite the festive week with Prom last week...huge training distraction. But she's in high school, currently out for the swim team and a former cross country runner--so I'm going to just assume she's the most fit of the 3 of us. She too, is planning to wing it and just rely on her youthfulness to help pull her through. However, this just in...a text from MaKenzie saying, "First day of training went great. :) Not only did I run 3 and a half miles but I nearly pooped my pants in the process :) i am so ready for Saturday." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBgddD_eUTA/Ta5T5UCSURI/AAAAAAAADHM/yj3UyqA5zGE/s1600/trio%2B1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBgddD_eUTA/Ta5T5UCSURI/AAAAAAAADHM/yj3UyqA5zGE/s400/trio%2B1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597503630964052242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't write Gentry off too quickly...although she has been known to shy away from physical fitness in the past, she has turned over a new leaf. She's been working out with a personal trainer for quite some time now and has had to practically get a whole new wardrobe because of it.  (It's not like she's ever been big or super out of shape or anything...just a little like a "cream puff" as Dad used to call her!).  But she's actually been following a training plan for the race. She complains of "injuries" plaguing her currently, but I think she's just trying to play it cool.  She really has turned into quite the athlete. She's the reason we all signed up for the race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether there will be a winner, a loser, a three-way tie, or some soiled underwear by the end of this...who knows.  I'm sure it will be a heck of a time.  Memories in the making for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-6012686759009306935?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/6012686759009306935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=6012686759009306935' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6012686759009306935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/6012686759009306935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-will-prevail.html' title='Who Will Prevail?'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ptd7vyrw_0/Ta5T5-Re-CI/AAAAAAAADHc/xcBn_BH1a2A/s72-c/trio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2912811698549854637</id><published>2011-04-15T22:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:36:55.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammer Time!</title><content type='html'>We've been having tons of fun around here as Cade has progressed to actually playing with his toys rather than just putting everything in his mouth. If you have 4 minutes to spare (and especially those of you who are at work...I think you do) check out the video at the bottom capturing the thought process of a nearly one-year-old with a hammer (and think of my annoying voice doing some "behind the camera" parenting as an added bonus). &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDzUQEdVIFs/TakUKR8dNAI/AAAAAAAADG0/LFF1N4GFQqg/s1600/DSC08568.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596026178832774146 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDzUQEdVIFs/TakUKR8dNAI/AAAAAAAADG0/LFF1N4GFQqg/s400/DSC08568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Recently we've been having all sorts of "dance parties" per Cade's request. The CD that Peggy made him is his favorite. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vRhCldDZ73E/TakULZWp2LI/AAAAAAAADHE/T151TzkEm8o/s1600/DSC08554.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596026198001572018 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vRhCldDZ73E/TakULZWp2LI/AAAAAAAADHE/T151TzkEm8o/s400/DSC08554.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HH0XWoHnx4/TakUK3yGCuI/AAAAAAAADG8/qgEDp8K3Eqg/s1600/DSC08553.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596026188989860578 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HH0XWoHnx4/TakUK3yGCuI/AAAAAAAADG8/qgEDp8K3Eqg/s400/DSC08553.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the thing with shooting video of your child is that you never really know when you should stop.  Because you don't want to miss anything cool...but then it ends up a four minute video like this...I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4471184a7c506df8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4471184a7c506df8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CC3CFD3927BDE2CA0AA33C46BA81FABD925D573.58C386101111640ED06FDD160A5C0D361ABF4FB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4471184a7c506df8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZZS9nsiyA2WWZpsEGydFun05QXQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4471184a7c506df8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CC3CFD3927BDE2CA0AA33C46BA81FABD925D573.58C386101111640ED06FDD160A5C0D361ABF4FB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4471184a7c506df8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZZS9nsiyA2WWZpsEGydFun05QXQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2912811698549854637?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2912811698549854637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2912811698549854637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2912811698549854637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2912811698549854637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/hammer-time.html' title='Hammer Time!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDzUQEdVIFs/TakUKR8dNAI/AAAAAAAADG0/LFF1N4GFQqg/s72-c/DSC08568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1214424223524428982</id><published>2011-04-13T20:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:28:32.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reorganizing...</title><content type='html'>Cade has become the master reorganizer lately.  I didn't realize we had so many cabinets needing reorganized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed to make time to put all my recipes in a binder instead of a flimsy folder...and this is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnHp5lvR0ZQ/TaZVeWYAokI/AAAAAAAADF8/W40UB0iXtg0/s1600/DSC08534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnHp5lvR0ZQ/TaZVeWYAokI/AAAAAAAADF8/W40UB0iXtg0/s400/DSC08534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595253566945141314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNnGzlTZ0nE/TaZVdwcuJ7I/AAAAAAAADF0/7jiITyxnDCU/s1600/DSC08535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNnGzlTZ0nE/TaZVdwcuJ7I/AAAAAAAADF0/7jiITyxnDCU/s400/DSC08535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595253556764354482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he felt like I had this all wrong...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-WJfQ3NFMQ/TaZVvVL8IOI/AAAAAAAADGc/bf77GrQfXCQ/s1600/DSC08546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-WJfQ3NFMQ/TaZVvVL8IOI/AAAAAAAADGc/bf77GrQfXCQ/s400/DSC08546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595253858683855074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it looks like he might be getting ready to take a nose dive down the stairs, this is his new favorite perch to watch TV from.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkyGVsvQxbc/TaZVu4gp5gI/AAAAAAAADGM/pxj6uXvC2sY/s1600/DSC08550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkyGVsvQxbc/TaZVu4gp5gI/AAAAAAAADGM/pxj6uXvC2sY/s400/DSC08550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595253850986112514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't watch much TV, only when I'm trying to distract him so I can pump in the evening.  (It's an eventful time).  And while this is quite far from the TV, he doesn't have to crane his neck so much.  Cutest genius ever.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're out...we've been able to sport some spring and summer clothes with the nice weather.  And thanks to &lt;a href="http://house-of-boys.livejournal.com/"&gt;Aud's boys&lt;/a&gt; we have some spring and summer clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXIf4qNeQdg/TaZVerh1VRI/AAAAAAAADGE/f4T1AsXwJ7M/s1600/DSC08526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXIf4qNeQdg/TaZVerh1VRI/AAAAAAAADGE/f4T1AsXwJ7M/s400/DSC08526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595253572623488274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take your eyes off this kid for a second!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1214424223524428982?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1214424223524428982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1214424223524428982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1214424223524428982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1214424223524428982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/reorganizing.html' title='Reorganizing...'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vnHp5lvR0ZQ/TaZVeWYAokI/AAAAAAAADF8/W40UB0iXtg0/s72-c/DSC08534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-1439659279011195590</id><published>2011-04-08T21:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:57:07.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Legendary" Retail Therapy*</title><content type='html'>Random Alert (I'm all over the place here): &lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck in a rut lately.  I work hard all day &lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-and-that.html"&gt;shaping sewing ninjas &lt;/a&gt;then chase around a very energetic 11-month-old until bath, books, and bedtime just to sleep (a few hours) and repeat again.  Ugh.  I needed some "me" time.  I know so many people who handle so much more than I do, I often feel like I just need to toughen up and press on instead of taking time to recharge my batteries.  Finally, I told Matt I was hoping to not have to take Cade with me to G-Phi dinner on Wednesday.  That could be my grown-up time to kick back and enjoy time with friends.  Recharge the batteries.  Matt, who is the nicest guy ever, agrees it's his turn and says he'll keep Cade.  Then he mentions he has a rec league (i.e. "old man") basketball game that night.  But he says it's no problem.  He'll take Cade and whoever is not in the game at the time can watch Cade on the sidelines.  &lt;br /&gt;Really?  C'mon.  That will never work.  Then somehow the conversation ends with me insisting on taking Cade with me.  Well-played, Matt.  &lt;br /&gt;So Matt suggests I take a little "me time" on Thursday after school.  I decide I'll head to the Legends to get a pedicure and use some gift cards I got from the cheerleaders.  Great idea.  I found myself really looking forward to it.  &lt;br /&gt;Well the nail place out there was crazy-busy.  I didn't stand a chance of getting in.  But I didn't mind using the time to hit up some of my favorite stores.  It was just a couple hours, but it was SO relaxing and fun.  Just what I needed.  Of course it would have been nice to have &lt;a href="http://braxmeyer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dedra&lt;/a&gt; there to help me put together some outfits, but for the most part I enjoyed the time alone.  And Thursday evening must be the best time to frequent the Legends.  No lines, practically no people at all!   &lt;br /&gt;A snap-shot of a few of the goods.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dLyeDZdtoqE/TZ_PBfBB8mI/AAAAAAAADFc/Ma35n0tWUIE/s1600/DSC08507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dLyeDZdtoqE/TZ_PBfBB8mI/AAAAAAAADFc/Ma35n0tWUIE/s400/DSC08507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593416886630085218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't worry, not all these pieces are new.  Several I already had.  I had a very successful shopping trip because I actually got items that work well with existing pieces and jewelry that I already have!  I'm not always good at that.  Sometimes I come home from shopping with some random things and think what the heck am I going to wear that with?  &lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite purchases is the spring jacket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68evdriCODk/TZ_PA1AQLtI/AAAAAAAADFU/O0e-MQruJj4/s1600/DSC08512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68evdriCODk/TZ_PA1AQLtI/AAAAAAAADFU/O0e-MQruJj4/s400/DSC08512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593416875352534738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It beats the sporty Columbia jacket that I was wearing with my dress clothes while I was out shopping.  But, get this, when I was trying this jacket on the sales lady asked if I was expecting.  Um, what?  Like expecting a baby?  I said no.  And of course she felt really bad and said she thought she saw a baby bump.  Um, I guess that's just my pooch (that I need to work harder at sucking in while in public places?).  I'm the type of person that just feels bad that I made her feel so awkward when I told her I wasn't expecting--even though this predicament was clearly her fault--so I quickly explained that I recently had a baby so she shouldn't feel bad.  I'm laughing about it...and contemplating doing more sit-ups.  And by "more" I mean any, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, despite the "expecting" incident, I'm especially happy at the range of outfits I can make with my new stuff.  Here's my advice when shopping.  When you find something you like ask yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. What will I wear this with?  How many outfits can it make?&lt;br /&gt;2. Where and how often will I really wear this?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do I already have something just like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently switching out my winter and spring clothes I see that #3 often trips me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWdcBlONho/TZ_PApBLaUI/AAAAAAAADFM/_QYNhhaEmyM/s1600/DSC08520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWdcBlONho/TZ_PApBLaUI/AAAAAAAADFM/_QYNhhaEmyM/s400/DSC08520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593416872135190850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UM8M9q6zroo/TZ_PADRBbBI/AAAAAAAADFE/Ww_19gTZAfQ/s1600/DSC08518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UM8M9q6zroo/TZ_PADRBbBI/AAAAAAAADFE/Ww_19gTZAfQ/s400/DSC08518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593416862001097746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what can I say, I know what I like.  And I apparently like stripes.  In my defense, all of those shirts were purchased over the course of several years.  Does that make it ok?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, it's amazing how a few new things can really boost moral for me.  I know.  I'm simple-minded.  It's fine.  I'm totally recharged to go back to work and continue to mold the youth of America.  I'm almost looking forward to Monday so I can wear a new outfit.  Almost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I was going to entitle this post "Retail Therapy" when I realized I'd already composed a post with that title in 2008.  &lt;a href="http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2008/07/retail-therapy.html"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;  I'm such a dork.  I highly encourage you to go back and read your old posts occasionally (I know, who has time for that!).  But it's funny.  You'll laugh.  And I'm pretty sure it's healthy to laugh at yourself.  Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-1439659279011195590?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/1439659279011195590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=1439659279011195590' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1439659279011195590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/1439659279011195590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/legendary-retail-therapy.html' title='&quot;Legendary&quot; Retail Therapy*'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dLyeDZdtoqE/TZ_PBfBB8mI/AAAAAAAADFc/Ma35n0tWUIE/s72-c/DSC08507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-5370997736986092030</id><published>2011-04-06T21:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:09:01.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months</title><content type='html'>I know...it's hard to believe.  A year ago Cade (and I) looked like this!  Can you believe my belly was that big with a whole month to go?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fnmnQAFiNw/TZ0nwS08ioI/AAAAAAAADE8/kFRmE-FXQQs/s1600/DSC05630.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592670022905137794 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fnmnQAFiNw/TZ0nwS08ioI/AAAAAAAADE8/kFRmE-FXQQs/s400/DSC05630.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And ten months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTTgvAcJINQ/TZ0ncIlvSTI/AAAAAAAADE0/r6cIdD6Lws8/s1600/DSC06014.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592669676559616306 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTTgvAcJINQ/TZ0ncIlvSTI/AAAAAAAADE0/r6cIdD6Lws8/s400/DSC06014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;And now the 11 month old...a very active "shoot" this month.  Pick your favorite pose.  I (like always) have a hard time narrowing it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8fEcyeFs_A/TZ0nbsHT3CI/AAAAAAAADEk/1uLDflB_LbM/s1600/DSC08469.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592669668915797026 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8fEcyeFs_A/TZ0nbsHT3CI/AAAAAAAADEk/1uLDflB_LbM/s400/DSC08469.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-roTdIPtiTb0/TZ0nbaCL6II/AAAAAAAADEc/CBKSRTJNlRI/s1600/DSC08470.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592669664062466178 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-roTdIPtiTb0/TZ0nbaCL6II/AAAAAAAADEc/CBKSRTJNlRI/s400/DSC08470.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;  &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KJVEuuda6s/TZ0mtc1uNGI/AAAAAAAADDs/7q83wLZuMos/s1600/DSC08476.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668874541511778 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KJVEuuda6s/TZ0mtc1uNGI/AAAAAAAADDs/7q83wLZuMos/s400/DSC08476.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ7-4wU_OPk/TZ0mTBEX3YI/AAAAAAAADDk/zNKV74AtlXU/s1600/DSC08473.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668420410170754 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ7-4wU_OPk/TZ0mTBEX3YI/AAAAAAAADDk/zNKV74AtlXU/s400/DSC08473.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GSH-GQcBiY/TZ0mS0kPBeI/AAAAAAAADDc/407SHcPE1ms/s1600/DSC08467.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668417054148066 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GSH-GQcBiY/TZ0mS0kPBeI/AAAAAAAADDc/407SHcPE1ms/s400/DSC08467.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOWpboBPQRU/TZ0mSkBGrDI/AAAAAAAADDU/iOeoxQYtPHg/s1600/DSC08462.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668412611832882 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOWpboBPQRU/TZ0mSkBGrDI/AAAAAAAADDU/iOeoxQYtPHg/s400/DSC08462.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSBTG_wu3h4/TZ0mSTcENPI/AAAAAAAADDM/ZlMhBf_SUso/s1600/DSC08461.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668408161514738 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSBTG_wu3h4/TZ0mSTcENPI/AAAAAAAADDM/ZlMhBf_SUso/s400/DSC08461.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGOdCNqB4ko/TZ0mSNtiK-I/AAAAAAAADDE/uwjOkY0daQo/s1600/DSC08458.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592668406624168930 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGOdCNqB4ko/TZ0mSNtiK-I/AAAAAAAADDE/uwjOkY0daQo/s400/DSC08458.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWUSOzDuafs/TZ0l4t2TSgI/AAAAAAAADC8/VxMp6MlaNxI/s1600/DSC08455.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592667968574278146 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWUSOzDuafs/TZ0l4t2TSgI/AAAAAAAADC8/VxMp6MlaNxI/s400/DSC08455.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiNGrQ8Skcg/TZ0l4Y0Y7tI/AAAAAAAADC0/GjsL70B8bfk/s1600/DSC08454.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592667962929114834 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiNGrQ8Skcg/TZ0l4Y0Y7tI/AAAAAAAADC0/GjsL70B8bfk/s400/DSC08454.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-otJwvZsdpzs/TZ0l4OitG5I/AAAAAAAADCs/ABVVWslzeTc/s1600/DSC08453.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592667960170584978 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-otJwvZsdpzs/TZ0l4OitG5I/AAAAAAAADCs/ABVVWslzeTc/s400/DSC08453.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUkoDvkyjX4/TZ0l31W3X1I/AAAAAAAADCk/wb81jFZnRzs/s1600/DSC08457.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592667953410039634 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUkoDvkyjX4/TZ0l31W3X1I/AAAAAAAADCk/wb81jFZnRzs/s400/DSC08457.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmZEVvOaSK4/TZ0l3guKosI/AAAAAAAADCc/df20q7izlno/s1600/DSC08465.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592667947870626498 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmZEVvOaSK4/TZ0l3guKosI/AAAAAAAADCc/df20q7izlno/s400/DSC08465.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the cutie if I do say so myself.  He's walking around a lot these days.  And just as happy as can be all the time.  He's a very good hugger...just watch out for the biting.  He babbles a lot and says "Mom" "Dad" "dog" and "hi"...but not very consistently.  He keeps quite the social calendar with playdates over the last week with &lt;a href="http://deannadartingschulz.blogspot.com/"&gt;DeAnna&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.gibbystyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://house-of-boys.livejournal.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.heinefamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica &amp; Reegan&lt;/a&gt;.  (Okay, so only one of those girls is actually his age...but I have to "talk blogs" with someone!)  &lt;br /&gt;Now it's onto planning the very first birthday bash!  Save the date on the afternoon of April 30th and let me know if you want to come!  :)&lt;br /&gt;Let's finish it off with some video of his budding basketball skills.  I don't think we're forcing it on him or anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-13aa6e7a76354682" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D13aa6e7a76354682%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D809A4ECE054652BDC6354FB3E41089C9FB49835E.252BBDAD7EAF22A34A49CCEBA76924E3F0733CC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D13aa6e7a76354682%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFO61jz-xPTKycPq5MD_iwkKe0jw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D13aa6e7a76354682%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330009778%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D809A4ECE054652BDC6354FB3E41089C9FB49835E.252BBDAD7EAF22A34A49CCEBA76924E3F0733CC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D13aa6e7a76354682%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFO61jz-xPTKycPq5MD_iwkKe0jw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-5370997736986092030?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/5370997736986092030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=5370997736986092030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5370997736986092030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/5370997736986092030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/11-months.html' title='11 Months'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fnmnQAFiNw/TZ0nwS08ioI/AAAAAAAADE8/kFRmE-FXQQs/s72-c/DSC05630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2578897961890077039</id><published>2011-04-01T22:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:43:49.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cade's New 'Do!</title><content type='html'>"I don't know about this..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBQJSmTmqq8/TZaW52kRxbI/AAAAAAAADA8/ijQlKouJ-GE/s1600/DSC08393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBQJSmTmqq8/TZaW52kRxbI/AAAAAAAADA8/ijQlKouJ-GE/s400/DSC08393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590821908071433650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who says my hair is scraggily?"  Well, everyone in GB, Cade.  They staged an intervention over Spring Break and threatened to take him to get it cut.  I freaked out...and 2 weeks later started to see their point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEBOay3Rfqc/TZaW5mjw00I/AAAAAAAADA0/38S3oLagVC4/s1600/DSC08415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEBOay3Rfqc/TZaW5mjw00I/AAAAAAAADA0/38S3oLagVC4/s400/DSC08415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590821903774307138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a widely documented event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmlxe0cjoOk/TZaW5bnbsgI/AAAAAAAADAs/coVoPbnB2r0/s1600/DSC08403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmlxe0cjoOk/TZaW5bnbsgI/AAAAAAAADAs/coVoPbnB2r0/s400/DSC08403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590821900836909570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend, Stephanie Rundberg, did the honors.  She did a great job chasing Cade around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVAr790ZJB0/TZaW4_FwgnI/AAAAAAAADAk/TFfxeHooldA/s1600/DSC08417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVAr790ZJB0/TZaW4_FwgnI/AAAAAAAADAk/TFfxeHooldA/s400/DSC08417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590821893179474546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched intently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiZSynVAeg0/TZaW4hVBqZI/AAAAAAAADAc/fcqWVMT9-I4/s1600/DSC08418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiZSynVAeg0/TZaW4hVBqZI/AAAAAAAADAc/fcqWVMT9-I4/s400/DSC08418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590821885190449554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's creepy...but it seems wrong not to save some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQPTvmyvD5g/TZaXvnSn_YI/AAAAAAAADBk/dt7aQTYvdpA/s1600/DSC08420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQPTvmyvD5g/TZaXvnSn_YI/AAAAAAAADBk/dt7aQTYvdpA/s400/DSC08420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590822831683796354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade really did great considering evenings are usually a little dramatic for us anyway.  He only started to meltdown at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wz1p0N9ruP0/TZaXvYTDEAI/AAAAAAAADBc/ue06MJQugRM/s1600/DSC08421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wz1p0N9ruP0/TZaXvYTDEAI/AAAAAAAADBc/ue06MJQugRM/s400/DSC08421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590822827659038722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7dDTh7jipo/TZaXvAVZPnI/AAAAAAAADBU/O28mUPH9eG0/s1600/DSC08424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7dDTh7jipo/TZaXvAVZPnI/AAAAAAAADBU/O28mUPH9eG0/s400/DSC08424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590822821226430066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calls for some graham crackers to celebrate...and a photo shoot to continue to capture the moment and try to get used to his new 'do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_nGWLefFE4/TZaXu7e-SVI/AAAAAAAADBM/oRtSTxFXcn0/s1600/DSC08431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_nGWLefFE4/TZaXu7e-SVI/AAAAAAAADBM/oRtSTxFXcn0/s400/DSC08431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590822819924429138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many faces of Cade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8N_gaiJXWo/TZaXuggE_GI/AAAAAAAADBE/bskHL4Zilyg/s1600/DSC08437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8N_gaiJXWo/TZaXuggE_GI/AAAAAAAADBE/bskHL4Zilyg/s400/DSC08437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590822812681305186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZxzxnOIefo/TZaYgDvi5WI/AAAAAAAADCM/CAmJOWpuSTQ/s1600/DSC08433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZxzxnOIefo/TZaYgDvi5WI/AAAAAAAADCM/CAmJOWpuSTQ/s400/DSC08433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590823663955010914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83ICK4lFGps/TZaYf-UJ24I/AAAAAAAADCE/9_AmMmDzZmY/s1600/DSC08439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83ICK4lFGps/TZaYf-UJ24I/AAAAAAAADCE/9_AmMmDzZmY/s400/DSC08439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590823662497946498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DozCEDh4BKc/TZaYfdrO4MI/AAAAAAAADB8/6OFVDPWOL60/s1600/DSC08438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DozCEDh4BKc/TZaYfdrO4MI/AAAAAAAADB8/6OFVDPWOL60/s400/DSC08438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590823653736374466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ClxvenL8Zo/TZaYfInNL-I/AAAAAAAADB0/uMer8fje9Go/s1600/DSC08440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ClxvenL8Zo/TZaYfInNL-I/AAAAAAAADB0/uMer8fje9Go/s400/DSC08440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590823648082341858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frwCDCGt2cE/TZaYrV0b8nI/AAAAAAAADCU/hd-ulgIk6mU/s1600/DSC08442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frwCDCGt2cE/TZaYrV0b8nI/AAAAAAAADCU/hd-ulgIk6mU/s400/DSC08442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590823857785926258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought, what have we done, he looks so old?!  A little MAN!  But really his hair is still long, just less out of control.  It was necessary.  I did the right thing.  Just tell me I did the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-2578897961890077039?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/2578897961890077039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=2578897961890077039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2578897961890077039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/2578897961890077039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/04/cades-new-do.html' title='Cade&apos;s New &apos;Do!'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBQJSmTmqq8/TZaW52kRxbI/AAAAAAAADA8/ijQlKouJ-GE/s72-c/DSC08393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-8385220793687952975</id><published>2011-03-30T21:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:48:11.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Hopes</title><content type='html'>Everyone has incredibly high career aspirations for their child, it's just natural.  From what we can tell so far, Cade is clearly a genius and very well-rounded.  (Notice the "proud-parent sarcasm" here).  We're thinking he's destined to be some sort of power-combination of Alton Brown and Larry Bird?  That would clearly make both Matt and I look good in our career fields.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvFdneYDi8U/TZPlyF2cbgI/AAAAAAAADAM/b6_JHEMJycA/s1600/DSC08380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvFdneYDi8U/TZPlyF2cbgI/AAAAAAAADAM/b6_JHEMJycA/s400/DSC08380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590064211223670274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywOjzttohfk/TZPlxsHUgXI/AAAAAAAADAE/6OIVv984jls/s1600/DSC08382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywOjzttohfk/TZPlxsHUgXI/AAAAAAAADAE/6OIVv984jls/s400/DSC08382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590064204315132274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJ88n2apQo/TZPlxFxdL4I/AAAAAAAAC_8/dckffK3Ua78/s1600/DSC08387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCJ88n2apQo/TZPlxFxdL4I/AAAAAAAAC_8/dckffK3Ua78/s400/DSC08387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590064194022879106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILK78yjY3xw/TZPlwgwdcfI/AAAAAAAAC_0/FrwmcdV-_xM/s1600/DSC08388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILK78yjY3xw/TZPlwgwdcfI/AAAAAAAAC_0/FrwmcdV-_xM/s400/DSC08388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590064184086589938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught you guys...not cool, Dad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P3yPrbSFWCk/TZPla5aSZTI/AAAAAAAAC_s/_WqmQ_0mZ5c/s1600/DSC08357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P3yPrbSFWCk/TZPla5aSZTI/AAAAAAAAC_s/_WqmQ_0mZ5c/s400/DSC08357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590063812747355442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with "Oklahoma State Barbie."  That's right.  The verdict is in, "The Kid" is off to Stillwater to follow in our parents footsteps and be an OSU Cowboy.  We're really excited for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yu5JMbpmcjU/TZPlaUelgEI/AAAAAAAAC_k/fialdPTaoAs/s1600/DSC08364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yu5JMbpmcjU/TZPlaUelgEI/AAAAAAAAC_k/fialdPTaoAs/s400/DSC08364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590063802833272898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He LOVES trying to catch the water with his hands.  Silly Cade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rR0etT0r1zU/TZPlZznYEqI/AAAAAAAAC_c/S4XV47KiDTY/s1600/DSC08371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rR0etT0r1zU/TZPlZznYEqI/AAAAAAAAC_c/S4XV47KiDTY/s400/DSC08371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590063794011771554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last chance mohawk...first hair cut pics coming very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEq98RpqyoE/TZPlZVkonDI/AAAAAAAAC_U/q33b9perIxA/s1600/DSC08373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEq98RpqyoE/TZPlZVkonDI/AAAAAAAAC_U/q33b9perIxA/s400/DSC08373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590063785947208754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874390118551762397-8385220793687952975?l=justjanak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/feeds/8385220793687952975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874390118551762397&amp;postID=8385220793687952975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8385220793687952975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874390118551762397/posts/default/8385220793687952975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanak.blogspot.com/2011/03/high-hopes.html' title='High Hopes'/><author><name>Just Jana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13171990344027203693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vNz-x7zErhk/TE0Gs8Tr5eI/AAAAAAAABxw/U2Pc_FRmXPE/S220/DSC05756.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvFdneYDi8U/TZPlyF2cbgI/AAAAAAAADAM/b6_JHEMJycA/s72-c/DSC08380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874390118551762397.post-2177667523813739109</id><published>2011-03-24T21:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:47:46.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Madness!!</title><content type='html'>Cade and I counted ourselves lucky to be able to crash the party at the Super Man Cave (aka Coach Lamar's basement transformed by Matt and Adam).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psfN4CQ-LpI/TYv6BSw_fsI/AAAAAAAAC9A/TxPCuOlP4dk/s1600/DSC08230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-psfN4CQ-LpI/TYv6BSw_fsI/AAAAAAAAC9A/TxPCuOlP4dk/s400/DSC08230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834662807371458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard to see, but on the far right there is a fourth screen being projected onto the wall so they could watch all games at once.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping this little guy coralled was no small task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmy-jB_fs9c/TYv6A1Cke5I/AAAAAAAAC84/UYgFe0FoRM8/s1600/DSC08232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmy-jB_fs9c/TYv6A1Cke5I/AAAAAAAAC84/UYgFe0FoRM8/s400/DSC08232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834654828034962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvL6sVd7FW0/TYv6AguotYI/AAAAAAAAC8w/YBTE7waxFbg/s1600/DSC08238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvL6sVd7FW0/TYv6AguotYI/AAAAAAAAC8w/YBTE7waxFbg/s400/DSC08238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834649375716738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjsnKa8r7gA/TYv6AYNxwkI/AAAAAAAAC8o/JN1Qa_XPtTY/s1600/DSC08246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cjsnKa8r7gA/TYv6AYNxwkI/AAAAAAAAC8o/JN1Qa_XPtTY/s400/DSC08246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834647090414146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAInqUhwyzc/TYv6ANGMRAI/AAAAAAAAC8g/zDnEk7Ik47E/s1600/DSC08248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAInqUhwyzc/TYv6ANGMRAI/AAAAAAAAC8g/zDnEk7Ik47E/s400/DSC08248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834644105806850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtqAEKbd5c/TYv6nZmWPkI/AAAAAAAAC9g/EC9QXQA72jY/s1600/DSC08251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXtqAEKbd5c/TYv6nZmWPkI/AAAAAAAAC9g/EC9QXQA72jY/s400/DSC08251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587835317476802114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come everyone else gets to watch the game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca0WNp97OFc/TYv6nHbMVEI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/V-zPlRJfMCs/s1600/DSC08252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca0WNp97OFc/TYv6nHbMVEI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/V-zPlRJfMCs/s400/DSC08252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587835312598176834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soaked up our last few glorious moments of Spring Break with a trip to Heritage Park.  Walking around the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fetIaNtnb_s/TYv6mx4X5VI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/khdPqLsez4Y/s1600/DSC08323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fetIaNtnb_s/TYv6mx4X5VI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/khdPqLsez4Y/s400/DSC08323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587835306814989650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swingin' with Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEoKJJhodLU/TYv6moVdxII/AAAAAAAAC9I/WOBE8N2RKNM/s1600/DSC08325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEoKJJhodLU/TYv6moVdxII/AAAAAAAAC9I/WOBE8N2RKNM/s400/DSC08325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587835304252654722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKi0FtpNjrk/TYv7SNRNzPI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/YEqU8ZQhEM0/s1600/DSC08328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MKi0FtpNjrk/TYv7SNRNzPI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/YEqU8ZQhEM0/s400/DSC08328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587836052901317874" /&
