<?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-6486030758231291807</id><updated>2011-08-01T15:00:22.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the 2 of Us!</title><subtitle type='html'>Making our way through this CRAZY life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-7464523087798103440</id><published>2010-07-04T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:46:54.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the simpler times...</title><content type='html'>On Friday I spent a little time with this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;95&lt;/span&gt; year old women named Stella.  We were driving up to Mission Carmichael Rehabilitation Center to see her friend, and mine, Evelyn.  On the way back, she started telling us that the next day (yesterday), marked her 77th wedding anniversary.  WOW!  She told us all about that day, and the party they had out at the lake with all of their loved ones.  It was really sweet.  But the thing that struck me the most, was, that she told us, that at barely 18 years old, she liked the guy,... ok..,but was really getting married to get out of her house. ( She apparently didn't have a great home life)  But she said that their relationship grew into a deeper love than she could have ever imagined.  She said they had"quite the affair".  And now, as an old women, she had nothing but sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caused me to reflect on a lot of the problems that people have today.  How there are so many couples that truly love each other, at least in the beginning, and still cant manage to make it work.  A luxury that Stella didn't have, yet a very different outcome.  I know that it all comes down to selfishness, or selflessness, depending on how you want to look at it!  And it seems so simple...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST STOP BEING SELFISH...RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;?   That's what its all about, learning to put someone else's needs and desires above your own.  The funny thing about it, is that when you do this, you are so much happier yourself.  I know that at the times when I am serving someone else, and not stressing out about myself, I not only feel better about the problems that I have, but they usually diminish anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I cant change the way that people are today...but, I really feel like everyone would benefit from spending an hour in the car with a senior citizen.  They really have some good insight.  Times may have been simpler, but the principals don't change...or at least they shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Stella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I'll get off my soap box now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-7464523087798103440?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7464523087798103440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=7464523087798103440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7464523087798103440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7464523087798103440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-simpler-times.html' title='Oh the simpler times...'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-961848523325308851</id><published>2010-06-17T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:19:42.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...A Few Things You've Missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I would just like to throw in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disclaimer&lt;/span&gt; that, all of these pics were taken with cell phones. The first few were with my uncles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;, which is why they don't suck as bad. But the rest were with mine, which are terrible. But, sadly, a few months ago, my dad dropped my camera into a sink full of dish water, so its what I have for now! :( Anyways...moving on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went on this fun little hike when we were camping at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sly Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, everything was really wooded (like you would expect camping), but then we came to this huge clearing, and there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thousands&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thousands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of ladybugs. It was one of the coolest things I've ever seen! Sadly, you cant see them in the picture, but Jess sure thought it was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVDk9M8cI/AAAAAAAAAYY/prPHIsiDjC4/s1600/IMG_0338+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484000122457878978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVDk9M8cI/AAAAAAAAAYY/prPHIsiDjC4/s400/IMG_0338+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at the bottom of the spillway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVDApxgZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/mT6WlmbkFh8/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484000112712712594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVDApxgZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/mT6WlmbkFh8/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jess felt the need to take off her pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVCjVRUCI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mjCqGwvyMW4/s1600/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484000104842088482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVCjVRUCI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mjCqGwvyMW4/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little nature girl! She loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVCFLcwuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/k3qEnjHB310/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484000096747832034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVCFLcwuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/k3qEnjHB310/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of School Festivities!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsQhrsmSxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YB3AJLl3hq8/s1600/jess+6-10-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483995142105221906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsQhrsmSxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YB3AJLl3hq8/s400/jess+6-10-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was their little "graduation" type thing from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; preschool. Jessie's teachers said that she is really good at being the leader and organizing group play. She likes to be in charge?What a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shock&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsQhZexj4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/0Y5m_bFMTnk/s1600/jess+6-10-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483995137215401858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsQhZexj4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/0Y5m_bFMTnk/s400/jess+6-10-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was her dressed up as the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Black Sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" in their little rendition of "Brown bear, brown bear, what do you see?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoo trips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This first pic was actually from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hogle&lt;/span&gt; Zoo, but forgot it was in my phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie sizing herself up to the monkeys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOsLzsdbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/itfthUpMkNE/s1600/jess+6-10-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483993123500357042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOsLzsdbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/itfthUpMkNE/s400/jess+6-10-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Folsom ZOO school trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This was the first time we've been there when the animals were actually &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWAKE&lt;/span&gt;! Imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOr8V3ucI/AAAAAAAAAXg/BC_CdtGaQqo/s1600/jess+6-10-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483993119348734402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOr8V3ucI/AAAAAAAAAXg/BC_CdtGaQqo/s400/jess+6-10-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOrhUJgQI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8dI_6TwzxuY/s1600/jess+6-10-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483993112093753602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOrhUJgQI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8dI_6TwzxuY/s400/jess+6-10-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOrI97sHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2n4C0C_rGG8/s1600/jess+6-10-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483993105558122610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsOrI97sHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2n4C0C_rGG8/s400/jess+6-10-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have more to update. For instance, Noel and Jared, moved into their new house last week, and we have done a ton of work over there, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; needs to be documented. And I know there are other things, but that will need to be for another time. For now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have a good weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-961848523325308851?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/961848523325308851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=961848523325308851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/961848523325308851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/961848523325308851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-things-youve-missed.html' title='...A Few Things You&apos;ve Missed'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/TBsVDk9M8cI/AAAAAAAAAYY/prPHIsiDjC4/s72-c/IMG_0338+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-458812398379255324</id><published>2010-04-26T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:54:38.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue In Patience</title><content type='html'>I've had a lot of free time on my hands lately. Well that's not exactly true, I've been really busy, but I have had a lot of time to think. Sounds like a little bit of a contradiction, I know, but it is what it is. Anyway, I've spent a lot of time feeling sorry for myself, and then feeling guilty for feeling sorry for myself, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;So the other day, as I spent hours scraping paint off of, and re-painting Jessie's dresser(see what I mean by the busy, yet time thing?), all while feeling particularly miserable about my current situation, I starting to contemplate the difference between myself, and the people that can just take the hard things, and roll with them. How do they do it? What have they figured out, that I still haven't?&lt;br /&gt;I concluded that it all just chalked up to attitude, and decided that mine really needed some adjusting. Just as easy as that, right? WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;See as much as I believe in the power of positive thinking, it is just not as easy as it sounds. So, you take the "It could be much worse" approach.&lt;br /&gt;So what that I'm a single mom, who most of the time, has no control over her very strong willed child. Who cares that we are now having to sell our house, the only true place I've called home for the last 15 years, where all of my childhood memories are derived. The place where Jess has now spent the majority of her little life in. So what that the relationship I've been in for the last 8 months, that has brought me the most happiness I've felt in years, is now over, and again, I'm wondering where I belong. It could be worse. At least we are still healthy! And, we aren't living on the streets!!&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I decided. Just take that approach! But the thing is, that only gets you so far. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; the reality is, most of the people that you know in your life, are doing OK. Which, being human, you cant help but compare yourself to. So I needed something more.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for angels in life that are in tune with the spirit, and know what you need. My friend emailed me the link to this talk by Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uchtdorf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://beta.lds.org/liahona/2010/05/continue-in-patience?locale=eng&amp;amp;format=conference&amp;amp;view=speakers"&gt;http://beta.lds.org/liahona/2010/05/continue-in-patience?locale=eng&amp;amp;format=conference&amp;amp;view=speakers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I finally discovered my problem!! I have NO Patience! And, consequently, apparently no faith either.&lt;br /&gt;So now, the quest is to find a way to build faith, and increase patience. It talked about how patience is a progress to perfection. And that to be able to have the patience with the Lord that we need, it requires a lot of faith.&lt;br /&gt;I know the Lord wants to bless me, I just need to trust in that, and then be willing to wait for it. I realize that this is a huge undertaking, at least for me. I have gotten so used to trying to do things on my own, that I have completely forgotten to have faith.&lt;br /&gt;I have been promised, in some pretty incredible ways, that the Lord is aware of me, and has a plan for me. That everything is going to work out. So I just need to trust that. And do the best that I can a long the way, so that He is able to bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if any of you catch me complaining, please kindly remind me that I need to be patient with the Lord. That He is smarter than I am, and will do things in His own time.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck on my quest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-458812398379255324?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/458812398379255324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=458812398379255324&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/458812398379255324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/458812398379255324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/continue-in-patience.html' title='Continue In Patience'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-7217961702228443927</id><published>2010-03-13T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:42:41.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter the Hairstylist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S5vX95fi_CI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ta8Mh7D6GBc/s1600-h/102_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S5vX9eygODI/AAAAAAAAAWg/---7HNpcjx8/s1600-h/102_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448185625471629362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S5vX9eygODI/AAAAAAAAAWg/---7HNpcjx8/s400/102_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie has always been interested in&lt;br /&gt;hair. I think it kinda comes with the&lt;br /&gt;territory when you grow up watching your mom doing other people's hair all the time. I remember when she was just a year old, and she would go wet her hands in the pool water, then rub them together, and try to spike her dad's hair into a mohawk. She is always combing all of her baby's hair, and pretty much anyone else's who will indulge her for a while. All of this is well and good, and even quite adorable at times...until she decides to sneak a pair of scissors to her own head!&lt;br /&gt;I know, it could have been WAY worse than what we came out with. She actually gave herself a little taper! Not bad! Maybe there is something to be said for all the hair she's watched me do, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-7217961702228443927?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7217961702228443927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=7217961702228443927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7217961702228443927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7217961702228443927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-daughter-hairstylist.html' title='My daughter the Hairstylist'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S5vX9eygODI/AAAAAAAAAWg/---7HNpcjx8/s72-c/102_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-1361509683884130609</id><published>2010-02-28T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:49:11.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tRNRX19PI/AAAAAAAAAWY/eTxSQCF7jGE/s1600-h/102_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt; was like weeks ago now, but oh well, I'm gonna post a few things about it anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jess was way excited for her "Balentines", and I found some cute ones for her.  Plus I got the Valentine themed fruit by the foot!  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heck Yeah&lt;/span&gt;.  I think I was more excited about those...but moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am actually, as you know, a terrible blogger, but I really enjoy blog stalking, and appreciating other people who are actually good at blogging.  That counts for something right?  Anyway, I saw a post for Chocolate bread on one such blog, and decided to try it.  So that is what Jessi gave to her teachers.  It actually turns out super pretty.  Plus I had some cute Valentine paper that I was able to top the bag with!  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQWrn8CDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QfWVVhLyaOc/s1600-h/102_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443532925204957234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQWrn8CDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QfWVVhLyaOc/s400/102_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, one of the other blogs that I follow, has super cute hair style ideas for little girls. ( I know, I should probably be able to come up with these on my own, given my trade, but I'd rather someone else do the thinking for me and I will just copy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the week at school, she got to have fun little "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Valentine&lt;/span&gt;" themed hair as well!  She was so excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQV2Z9PZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/kOt-ALU2okc/s1600-h/102_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443532910919237010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQV2Z9PZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/kOt-ALU2okc/s400/102_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; such&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;!  Every single person she saw just HAD to look at her "beautiful hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQVKNRoFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Z4kCBLO7yD8/s1600-h/102_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443532899054886994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQVKNRoFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Z4kCBLO7yD8/s400/102_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you go.  Not that anyone cared.  It's really just that I feel like I need to document some of these things, and lets face it, who has time to scrapbook anymore?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, lots of people, more organized than I, do.  But that's just a harsh reality I would like to try and ignore for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-1361509683884130609?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1361509683884130609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=1361509683884130609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1361509683884130609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1361509683884130609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentine-fun.html' title='Valentine Fun'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/S4tQWrn8CDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QfWVVhLyaOc/s72-c/102_0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-1663905402612009477</id><published>2010-01-18T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:51:32.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Perfect Faith!</title><content type='html'>Last night at dinner, my brother-in-law, Joe related this story.  I thought it was too perfect not to share.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, during lunch, it was raining really hard.  All of a sudden, it stopped, and the Morrell boys were not happy about it.  So Jaxon and Zachary folded their arms and said a little prayer that went something like this; "Heavenly Father, please bless it to start raining again. Name of Jesus Christ, Amen." With their heads immediately turning to look out the sliding glass door to see if the rain had started again.&lt;br /&gt;To their disappointment, it had not.  So one of them said with sadness, "Our prayer didn't work".&lt;br /&gt;Joe took this opportunity to teach a little lesson, and told the boys that "sometimes it takes Heavenly Father a little while to answer our prayers, it doesn't always happen right away".&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon then explained to Zachary," Yeah, it takes a long time for our prayers to travel all the way up to heaven, and then Heavenly Father has to send it all the way back down again...plus its foggy today, so it probably will take longer than normal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love how simple our children's faith can be.  I only wish that we as adults could be that way more often.  May we try harder to "Become as little children".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-1663905402612009477?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1663905402612009477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=1663905402612009477&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1663905402612009477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1663905402612009477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/childrens-perfect-faith.html' title='Children&apos;s Perfect Faith!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-3907461007032559968</id><published>2009-12-21T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:18:34.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie's EARLY Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;So Jess got super lucky this year, and got to open up some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; Christmas presents!  Her grandma and grandpa Orgill asked if she could open them up when they arrived so that she would have a chance to play with them before she got all of her other stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1i6v6gTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/TLF7tBr-JL8/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417748488240398642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1i6v6gTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/TLF7tBr-JL8/s400/miss+and+jess+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The box FULL of gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1iXC35yI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fRv3zBIlQEE/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417748478656243490" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1iXC35yI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fRv3zBIlQEE/s400/miss+and+jess+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't resist this picture.  I love the hand over her chest!  SO cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1h8qxQCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Dhb66I9aYTE/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417748471575822370" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1h8qxQCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Dhb66I9aYTE/s400/miss+and+jess+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you think she was excited about getting this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a little video, if you want to hear it, pause the music down at the bottom of the page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64badbfa5baea7b9" 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://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64badbfa5baea7b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525DC4A5A7B4F1226F4F025DC239E17123A9E62F.812C593E7BE7A3A570135186536AB1D30E91994%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64badbfa5baea7b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTdjxFdFnG8tFfSKwG2fO8lKzF68&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://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64badbfa5baea7b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525DC4A5A7B4F1226F4F025DC239E17123A9E62F.812C593E7BE7A3A570135186536AB1D30E91994%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64badbfa5baea7b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTdjxFdFnG8tFfSKwG2fO8lKzF68&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Grandma and Grandpa Orgill!  You guys are awesome.  Jess could not have been happier with the gifts.  Merry Christmas!  We love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-3907461007032559968?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3907461007032559968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=3907461007032559968&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/3907461007032559968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/3907461007032559968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/jessies-early-christmas.html' title='Jessie&apos;s EARLY Christmas!!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sy-1i6v6gTI/AAAAAAAAAVw/TLF7tBr-JL8/s72-c/miss+and+jess+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-2380588717314078601</id><published>2009-12-14T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:21:45.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time and.....SNOW?</title><content type='html'>So,  Jess has been really excited for Christmas this year.  It's really getting fun with her now that she understands more.  So we put a Christmas tree in her room this year, and she could not be happier about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam2STOJQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YD_N1U8yMtw/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415199053515203842" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam2STOJQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YD_N1U8yMtw/s400/miss+and+jess+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's the finished tree, covered with her favorite thing...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam1-gJlkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LaKluOSKci4/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415199048200721986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam1-gJlkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LaKluOSKci4/s400/miss+and+jess+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad got this Santa hat and door hanger for a white elephant gift at his office Christmas party.  Jess thought that it should be a beird!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam1TkGznI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vYhDteL5vnk/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415199036674592370" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam1TkGznI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vYhDteL5vnk/s400/miss+and+jess+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has been playing with these little things every day.  She can entertain herself for hours. It's a beautiful thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other morning we woke up to SNOW!  I don't know how long its been since it snowed in Cali, but its been a long time.  It didn't last all that long, but we sure enjoyed looking at it while it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalKR4kRxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kgyw6ltXkeA/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197197977536274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalKR4kRxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kgyw6ltXkeA/s400/miss+and+jess+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJ9kDKqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/UFEs2ZD--HA/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197192522771106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJ9kDKqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/UFEs2ZD--HA/s400/miss+and+jess+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJcxeB0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/OhrimYmlSvM/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197183720687426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJcxeB0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/OhrimYmlSvM/s400/miss+and+jess+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJHKfzvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AMr1df43ceo/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197177920081650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalJHKfzvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AMr1df43ceo/s400/miss+and+jess+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalIYWZIzI/AAAAAAAAATw/S5JW3pHAIXQ/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197165353509682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SyalIYWZIzI/AAAAAAAAATw/S5JW3pHAIXQ/s400/miss+and+jess+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye snow! See you again in 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-2380588717314078601?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2380588717314078601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=2380588717314078601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2380588717314078601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2380588717314078601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time-andsnow.html' title='Christmas time and.....SNOW?'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Syam2STOJQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YD_N1U8yMtw/s72-c/miss+and+jess+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-2446138159805352625</id><published>2009-12-04T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:10:08.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiff's B-day and Ornament Making Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;So Monday the 30th was my friend Tiffany's birthday.  She and her husband Joe spent the Holiday in Utah as well, and had just returned home Sunday night.  So naturally we had to do something fun, considering it had been a week since we had all seen each other.  So we started the evening with BBQ (which was way good by the way), and then, I was introduced to the tradition of Ornament Making Night!  So let me tell you how this goes.  We start by going to the Dollar Tree and each purchase 5 items(side note-apparently the goal is to get the most ridiculous items possible that you would never imagine turning into an ornament). We then went back to Joe and Tiff's and combine all of the purchases.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnKAcOKuI/AAAAAAAAATo/jhHzAO3BbJ4/s1600-h/before+items.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469848877083362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnKAcOKuI/AAAAAAAAATo/jhHzAO3BbJ4/s400/before+items.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The table full of all of the randomness that we bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnJxmeHgI/AAAAAAAAATg/Kldj1543HxI/s1600-h/numbering+items.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469844893539842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnJxmeHgI/AAAAAAAAATg/Kldj1543HxI/s400/numbering+items.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We then assign each item a number, and put all of those numbers in a bowl.  Then we went around the table and drew one number at a time.  So you may not end up with any of the items that you actually purchased.  Which by the way, I did not.  Then with the 5 items that you have, you create some sort of ornament.  It doesn't really matter what you do, the only rule is that you have to use all 5 items, at least part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnJuhOAmI/AAAAAAAAATY/kobKShDcaKM/s1600-h/joe+and+tiff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469844066206306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnJuhOAmI/AAAAAAAAATY/kobKShDcaKM/s400/joe+and+tiff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Cute picture of Joe and Tiff (don't mind Matt in the background).  So by the way, the 5 things I ended up with were; a weird mirrored Christmas tree, a roll of gauze, a GIANT red comb, a tacky orange negligee (yes they sell those at the dollar store), and a blue foot massager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0n5PS-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ViCfUCC80yw/s1600-h/felt+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469481510652898" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0n5PS-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ViCfUCC80yw/s400/felt+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Felt Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0fz29MI/AAAAAAAAATI/VcAJoaktTJs/s1600-h/tay+holding+ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469479340602562" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0fz29MI/AAAAAAAAATI/VcAJoaktTJs/s400/tay+holding+ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's baby Tay holding Matt's ornament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0IlNnII/AAAAAAAAATA/ade1vWw4A_s/s1600-h/tiffs+ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469473105157250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sxlm0IlNnII/AAAAAAAAATA/ade1vWw4A_s/s400/tiffs+ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave it to Tiff to come up with something beautiful out of so much crap.  Her tree was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlmzXA4icI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZOwUYoqpdak/s1600-h/andys+ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469459799443906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlmzXA4icI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZOwUYoqpdak/s400/andys+ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andy's thing actually turned out kinda cool too. He made something that looked like a propeller out of safety pins and red hots! Can't see it very well from the side view, but pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlmzNT8leI/AAAAAAAAASw/VvEOoCBnNEI/s1600-h/my+ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469457195046370" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlmzNT8leI/AAAAAAAAASw/VvEOoCBnNEI/s400/my+ornament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here's mine.  Scary I know, but honestly, I did not know what to do with that.  I probably stared at my stuff for 10 minutes before even starting anything.  But its all good!  Now I have some weird creepy tree thing,  that I guess I'm supposed to be hanging on my tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay for ornament night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-2446138159805352625?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2446138159805352625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=2446138159805352625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2446138159805352625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2446138159805352625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiffs-b-day-and-ornament-making-night.html' title='Tiff&apos;s B-day and Ornament Making Night'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlnKAcOKuI/AAAAAAAAATo/jhHzAO3BbJ4/s72-c/before+items.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-4169288520784054272</id><published>2009-12-04T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:36:55.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Trip!</title><content type='html'>So, for Thanksgiving this year, Jess and I went to Utah!  I'll be honest, I was not all that stoked about this trip.  No offense to the good people in Utah, but it was not exactly the ideal setting for a holiday.  It was Jessie's Dad's holiday with her, and so I was going to be all alone. :(  Plus it just meant that I had 20 hours in the car with only a 3 year old to talk to.  Really??  Anyway, in the spirit of Thanksgiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM42ffYbI/AAAAAAAAASY/zdNDgTrNsvU/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440966846341554" style="WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM42ffYbI/AAAAAAAAASY/zdNDgTrNsvU/s400/miss+and+jess+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am so thankful for the sweet little lady that I have to keep things about life in perspective for me!  This is our little turkey craft that we did together the day before we left.  The feathers are her hands, and the body is her foot.  We spent a few hours on this, and that time was precious to me.  All I have to do is look at her sweet face, and I remember why I'm here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM4RYB4DI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ixmuATEw-AY/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440956882935858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM4RYB4DI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ixmuATEw-AY/s400/miss+and+jess+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So I know this picture is fuzzy(sorry, I was still driving when I took it), but if you cant tell the mileage is 666.4. That's how many miles it is from my on ramp to Scott's off ramp.  But I am truly thankful that the weather treated us well.  It is always a fickle time of year to be traveling, especially along I 80, but for the most part, everything was clear.  If you thought that traveling with a 3 year old in the car for 10 hours sounded bad, try doing it in the middle of a storm!  Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM3iwAKmI/AAAAAAAAASI/dtZzNtINVTY/s1600-h/gracie+sue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440944367020642" style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM3iwAKmI/AAAAAAAAASI/dtZzNtINVTY/s400/gracie+sue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am thankful for good friends, and babies!  This is little Gracie Sue, my friend Tara's sweet baby.  Tara was good enough to let me crash her families Thanksgiving.  She is so good to me.  She has always been such a wonderful friend that is there for me when I need her.  And having Gracie there to hold made me feel a little more at home.  Since I couldn't have my "baby" with me, I was so grateful that I had her.  Plus, apparently she doesn't really like anyone to hold her that isn't her mother, but she was pretty content with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful for my awesome friend Sheryl who let me crash at her house the whole time.  She is so sweet, and patient with me.  I'm usually pretty frazzled, and flaky when I'm in Utah, but she just says "I'm here whenever you need a place to stay", and even with only a few hours notice apparently :) thanks Sheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM3RnHCOI/AAAAAAAAASA/Dcr59UrT6tw/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411440939766319330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM3RnHCOI/AAAAAAAAASA/Dcr59UrT6tw/s400/miss+and+jess+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So this picture does not at all capture how beautiful this sunset was, but you get the idea!  I was so grateful to have this to stare at for a while on my way home.  Jess was asleep, and I was alone with my thoughts, some good music, and this gorgeous site!  Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-4169288520784054272?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4169288520784054272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=4169288520784054272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/4169288520784054272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/4169288520784054272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-trip.html' title='Thanksgiving Trip!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SxlM42ffYbI/AAAAAAAAASY/zdNDgTrNsvU/s72-c/miss+and+jess+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-6143165568782101281</id><published>2009-11-05T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:06:22.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween...I know its late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SvMHS6Wq6-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QcNsFvI1AXU/s400/halloween+1.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400668399630740450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I know, this is way late, but I was lame and forgot my camera on Halloween, so have been waiting for my sister to send me the pictures they took.  So this was her first attempt at using photo shop!  Cute huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SvniHYJtVMI/AAAAAAAAARg/0Xwr_DGiXsk/s400/SNC00320.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402597844377752770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my little princess! She was sooo excited about her beautiful dress, and the fact that she got to wear make-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SvniHg-bcyI/AAAAAAAAARo/mZX9JOcMolM/s400/SNC00323.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402597846746362658" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us just before we headed out to go trick-or-treating for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SvniIAz8gXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Zw-6PbM1U5k/s400/SNC00314.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402597855292326258" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole gang. Amber's best friend Cheryl's family, and her brother Mike's family joined in on the choas! All in all, I think Jess had a really good time, although she decided that she really didn't feel like walking in between houses.  Note to self, do not wear heels on Halloween ever again!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-6143165568782101281?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6143165568782101281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=6143165568782101281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6143165568782101281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6143165568782101281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloweeni-know-its-late.html' title='Halloween...I know its late!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SvMHS6Wq6-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QcNsFvI1AXU/s72-c/halloween+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-2383892144483315347</id><published>2009-10-30T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:57:09.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sus1wvpA1zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KXjHyeJPMmY/s1600-h/class+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sus1wvpA1zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KXjHyeJPMmY/s400/class+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398467689872152370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sus1wRcl6zI/AAAAAAAAAP4/791UPe4dB4E/s1600-h/school+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sus1wRcl6zI/AAAAAAAAAP4/791UPe4dB4E/s400/school+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398467681766992690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So these are the first School Pictures.  I thought that they turned out pretty cute!  Sorry about the crappy quality though, I had to scan them in.  Anyway, just thought I would share with you in my proud moment!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The other day when I went to go pick Jess up from school, she came walking out holding hands with Logan, the little blonde one on the bottom row.  She introduced him as her friend!  It was so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-2383892144483315347?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2383892144483315347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=2383892144483315347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2383892144483315347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2383892144483315347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-pictures.html' title='School Pictures!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sus1wvpA1zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KXjHyeJPMmY/s72-c/class+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-7498962366056247819</id><published>2009-10-19T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:59:31.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah For Fall!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So the Fall events are officially in full swing!  I absolutely&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; this time of year.  What with all of the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;apples&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;, whats not to love right?  Anyway, so last week I went with Jess to her preschool field trip to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bishop's Pumpkin patch&lt;/span&gt;!  It was kind of insane with about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 &lt;/span&gt;3-year olds running around, but hey, they all had fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_mzYNa2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1tW2ibnmRMc/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394537864519052130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_mzYNa2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1tW2ibnmRMc/s400/miss+and+jess+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Jess walking around this cool old barn they had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_mJMHiNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cgs13fY6Mmk/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394537853194045650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_mJMHiNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cgs13fY6Mmk/s400/miss+and+jess+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking a peak inside.  She was mad when I told her that we couldn't get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_llDLBYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H8v9_ebnY0Q/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394537843492849026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_llDLBYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H8v9_ebnY0Q/s400/miss+and+jess+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took the girl forever to try and find the perfect pumpkin.  They were all "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_kyiOGyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qHZwDCKkpHM/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394537829932866338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_kyiOGyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qHZwDCKkpHM/s400/miss+and+jess+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; They had a ton of animals there, it was fun to watch Jess with them.  She kept trying to get all of their attention, and didn't quite understan why they weren't responding to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyway, Bring on the FALL!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-7498962366056247819?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7498962366056247819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=7498962366056247819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7498962366056247819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7498962366056247819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-for-fall.html' title='Yeah For Fall!!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/St0_mzYNa2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1tW2ibnmRMc/s72-c/miss+and+jess+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-6186981698457574100</id><published>2009-10-09T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:05:10.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once apon a time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_2ip6VRYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1KjKkyvRby4/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390798354212275586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_2ip6VRYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1KjKkyvRby4/s400/miss+and+jess+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a princess!  Well it is finally over.  On tuesday, we had Jessie's Birthday Party.  It was all things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;princess, because, well that's what she is... right?  It was hecktic, it was loud, and the place looked like it had been hosed down with pepto bismal!  But all the name of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_12JnuANI/AAAAAAAAAO8/P-Tx-p1VP9c/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390797589630025938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_12JnuANI/AAAAAAAAAO8/P-Tx-p1VP9c/s400/miss+and+jess+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon (jessie's cuz) decorating his crown (the boys got crowns from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BK&lt;/span&gt;, so as not to wear the pink tiara's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_11SgtLVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KOe7VG8MO6A/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390797574836661586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_11SgtLVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KOe7VG8MO6A/s400/miss+and+jess+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful party room before it got trashed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_10z9FPEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RMt8R3JvEqc/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390797566634179650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_10z9FPEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/RMt8R3JvEqc/s400/miss+and+jess+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie blowing out her castle cake!  That was what she was most excited about, she didn't really care about the party, just said she wanted  CAKE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_10I3JILI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rvFSwn14B9I/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390797555066544306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_10I3JILI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rvFSwn14B9I/s400/miss+and+jess+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the many princess items she got as a gift!  Thank you Morrell Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_1zdd2UqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SH3FenrH0Pc/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390797543417729698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_1zdd2UqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SH3FenrH0Pc/s400/miss+and+jess+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loved this picture!  One of her little friends Hailey made her a card.  It was so cute, she drew a picture of the 2 of them and wrote, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   All in all, it turned out pretty well!  I was relieved to be finished, but glad that everyone seemed to have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-6186981698457574100?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6186981698457574100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=6186981698457574100&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6186981698457574100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6186981698457574100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/10/once-apon-time.html' title='Once apon a time....'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Ss_2ip6VRYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1KjKkyvRby4/s72-c/miss+and+jess+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-1705462184629259111</id><published>2009-10-05T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:40:47.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkGVWv8JI/AAAAAAAAANs/zGWv_bWVPms/s1600-h/baby+jessi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229964076773522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkGVWv8JI/AAAAAAAAANs/zGWv_bWVPms/s400/baby+jessi+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; So yesterday my baby turned 3! Can you believe it? I can not believe how fast these last 3 years have flown by. So in honor of this sweet little lady, I wanted to show you &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( those of you who actually look at this blog!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a few pics of her over the last 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkF6bdjuI/AAAAAAAAANk/-Z6fGMwxBEY/s1600-h/baby+jessi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229956848783074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkF6bdjuI/AAAAAAAAANk/-Z6fGMwxBEY/s400/baby+jessi+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkFhobjRI/AAAAAAAAANc/cp1OyhtZM8s/s1600-h/baby+jessi+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229950192291090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkFhobjRI/AAAAAAAAANc/cp1OyhtZM8s/s400/baby+jessi+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkFMGaKrI/AAAAAAAAANU/2gNBZHf9tx4/s1600-h/jess+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229944412449458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkFMGaKrI/AAAAAAAAANU/2gNBZHf9tx4/s400/jess+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkE80SfEI/AAAAAAAAANM/S0fY-jUCl04/s1600-h/jess+05.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229940309916738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkE80SfEI/AAAAAAAAANM/S0fY-jUCl04/s400/jess+05.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sspjzub78kI/AAAAAAAAANE/TnY9LKUrVaM/s1600-h/jess+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229644391903810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sspjzub78kI/AAAAAAAAANE/TnY9LKUrVaM/s400/jess+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjzCG-65I/AAAAAAAAAM8/EFOgYlBqK94/s1600-h/jess+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229632492858258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjzCG-65I/AAAAAAAAAM8/EFOgYlBqK94/s400/jess+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjyzDp5nI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rK8xO4WSve8/s1600-h/jess+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229628452365938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjyzDp5nI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rK8xO4WSve8/s400/jess+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjySdVAcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8E63YWCdHIQ/s1600-h/brians+concert+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229619701678530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspjySdVAcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8E63YWCdHIQ/s400/brians+concert+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sspjx7V-7vI/AAAAAAAAAMk/F0CWm6Lqea4/s1600-h/cute+jessie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389229613496856306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/Sspjx7V-7vI/AAAAAAAAAMk/F0CWm6Lqea4/s400/cute+jessie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well Happy Birthday Jess! Mommy loves you soooo much. You mean the world to me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Updates to come... She wants a princess party, which we are having tomorrow. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-1705462184629259111?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1705462184629259111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=1705462184629259111&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1705462184629259111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1705462184629259111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-baby-is-3.html' title='My Baby is 3!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SspkGVWv8JI/AAAAAAAAANs/zGWv_bWVPms/s72-c/baby+jessi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-6297165553891498476</id><published>2009-09-18T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:31:39.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Tactic Backfires</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So you know how I was taking that "Love and logic" Parenting class?  Well one of the tactics that they teach is the "giving choices" tool.  The point of this is to make the child feel like they have the power, when really you are giving them the option between two things tht would end up with the result that YOU would want.  Example; "Are you going to get in the car all by yourself, or does mommy need to put you in?" Okay, so not a perfect example, but you get the idea.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well this morning, Jessie used the tactic on me!  Thats right, my 2 year old has outsmarted the system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I left to go out last night, she was already in bed, but apparently she woke up and ended up in my parents room.  So when I asked her about it this morning, she said "You're not supposed to leave me mommy." I said "I know, I'm sorry but you were already asleep, I didn't know you were going to wake up."  She reply's "Are you going to stay here, or are you going to not leave me?  Which one, mommy?"  She then felt like she needed to repeat herself when I didn't respond right away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically feel like I'm doomed.  This kid is way to smart for her own good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-6297165553891498476?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6297165553891498476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=6297165553891498476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6297165553891498476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6297165553891498476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/09/parenting-tactic-backfires.html' title='Parenting Tactic Backfires'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-6394223042550666189</id><published>2009-09-17T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:10:41.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIANT'S GAME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKiN7-E_FI/AAAAAAAAAKg/XPZWqcd1tck/s1600-h/SF+Giants.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542864981228626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKiN7-E_FI/AAAAAAAAAKg/XPZWqcd1tck/s400/SF+Giants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKiNVyN2LI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gbOk5NSVmAI/s1600-h/andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542854730930354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKiNVyN2LI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gbOk5NSVmAI/s400/andy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So last night I went to my first San Francisco Giants game! It was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I have to admit, I have not been much of a baseball fan all my life, I have not had anything against it per say, but I have never really followed it. So to be honest, I was not so sure about what kind of an experience I was going to have. But Andy made sure that it was amazing. This whole baseball thing is kind of important to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here are a few pics from the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhslZ0-TI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FuF_R9Q6cFs/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542291987921202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhslZ0-TI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FuF_R9Q6cFs/s400/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhsFhY8tI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NSYboLxwepY/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542283429704402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhsFhY8tI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NSYboLxwepY/s400/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rockies during batting practice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andy had a cheat sheet with the teams roster on it so that he knew all of the players names. He tried the whole time to suck up so that someone would throw him a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhriYxdQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pn3AqOuQSE0/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542273998320898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhriYxdQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pn3AqOuQSE0/s400/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this is a really bad pic, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Andy took it)&lt;/span&gt; of..that's right, Randy Johnson!  He walked right in front of us to go practice during the game.  I was not ready fast enough with the cam.  Did you know this guy is like 6'7.  Dang, he was huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhrHndc5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GkBs-usRm9k/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542266812167058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhrHndc5I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GkBs-usRm9k/s400/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Andy in the middle of the 8th inning. Just to give you an idea of how &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt; amazing our seats were. Yes, that's the field right there at our seats!  Andy literally was able to have conversations with the players!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhqtCjbHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/88kVQF-fqhA/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382542259678047346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKhqtCjbHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/88kVQF-fqhA/s400/Pictures+from+Camera+-+04252005+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course, the ball. Andy worked his little tail off the entire game to make sure that we came home with a ball. Literally, jumping up every time a ball came anywhere remotely close to us. And luckily, we came home with 2, which is good for him because the first one was &lt;strong&gt;mine&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the funny thing about the fact that I had such a great time is, I will probably never be able to top that! Pretty much any other experience would be a disappointment from here on out. So I really don't know how much more baseball is in my future! But hey, at least I know that it can be a ton of fun! And you never know, if I'm flippin through channels and a game's on, I may actually stop and watch, at least for a few minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-6394223042550666189?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6394223042550666189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=6394223042550666189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6394223042550666189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/6394223042550666189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/09/giants-game.html' title='GIANT&apos;S GAME!!!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrKiN7-E_FI/AAAAAAAAAKg/XPZWqcd1tck/s72-c/SF+Giants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-383156479170865223</id><published>2009-09-12T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:42:58.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Jessie Quote!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, Jessi hung out with her cousins for a while.  While there she, noticing that Zachary's eye was all cut up said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesie: "Zachy, what happened to your eye? Zach: I got an oweey.  Jessie:  Oh no, I will kiss it all better tonight, then it will go away, then you will sparkle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-383156479170865223?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/383156479170865223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=383156479170865223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/383156479170865223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/383156479170865223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-jessie-quote.html' title='Another Jessie Quote!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-31797336461326456</id><published>2009-09-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:23:51.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute! Funny Thing!</title><content type='html'>So last night I had my love and logic class, which I normally take Jess to cuz they provide childcare, but didn't because we had our "End of Summer" Ward social, which my parents took her to. So this morning, I was asking her all about it. My mom had said that she had had a blast and was, of course, dancing for everybody. Anyway, I asked her to tell me all about it as we were getting ready for school this morning. She talked about the balloons, playing in the water, and acted out a whole scenario that I didn't really understand. Then I asked her if she had some yummy ice cream, after all it is an ice cream social, she looked at me blankely and said, tapping her head with her index finger, " Fink, fink, finker, mommy I just need to talk about somefing". Now I don't know if you can adequately picture this in your head, but it was priceless!! I'm so glad that we have kids in our lives that can keep us laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to share that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-31797336461326456?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/31797336461326456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=31797336461326456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/31797336461326456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/31797336461326456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/09/cute-funny-thing.html' title='Cute! Funny Thing!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-7350668938637625605</id><published>2009-09-01T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:31:37.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job Idea?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have been thinking a lot lately about other occupational options.  I know that I always have hair to fall back on, and I have every intent on continuing to do that, but my day job lately has been dwindling.  So it has caused me to think about other things I could do.  Plus, I realize that I need to come to terms with the fact that I may always have to work to support my tiny family, so I have been wracking my brain to find something that I can  &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;along the way.  So the other day I was watching HGTV, for those of you who don't know, I am obsessed.  Well this commercial came on for a home staging company called Haverhill.  It also said that they have their own training institute.  So naturally, it peaked my interest.  I have always been into this sort of thing, and thought, "What a cool job to have". Right?  I would think that my friend Tara could appreciate this.  When I first met her, I re-arranged her living room!  Anyway, I did a little research on the company and program, and found that you can complete the training in just 2 months, or even less if you are way dedicated, and it only costs $1000.  I figure thats a small investment, if its actually gonna work.  And suposedly, they have guarenteed job placement after you finish the program.  And if they don't hire you, they give you your money back.  So my question to all of you is, does this sound like a good idea?  Is there really a need for Home Stagers?  I just don't know, I havent been in the situation to use one before, and am wondering if many people do.  Anyway, comments or opinions would be appreciated!  Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-7350668938637625605?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7350668938637625605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=7350668938637625605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7350668938637625605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/7350668938637625605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-job-idea.html' title='New Job Idea?'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-2397648072760417979</id><published>2009-08-28T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:57:43.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie's First Day Of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijngkJD0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/5xoRv6WZGfs/s1600-h/CIMG0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375226054418435906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijngkJD0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/5xoRv6WZGfs/s400/CIMG0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my little lady started Preschool on Tuesday. Yes I realize that this officially makes me old, don't worry, I'm dealing with it. So I was so nervous for her to start, worrying that it would be too hard for her, or that she would have some major separation anxiety. Wow was I wrong. She was a total champ! We walked in, she put her backpack against the wall, took off her shoes, and started to walk up the stairs. She did ask me to walk up with her, but once we got into the room, she yelled "Bye Mom, I love you" and was off. Here are a few cute pics we took of her on her way out, and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to do a little photo shoot before we got into the car to go.  She was sooo excited about her new school outfit, and of course the backpack.  She has been walking around with it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijQinwQzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RMU401gxOXg/s1600-h/CIMG0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225659833467698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijQinwQzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RMU401gxOXg/s400/CIMG0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijP3eRlDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jFMgF7LsqLQ/s1600-h/CIMG0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225648250983474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijP3eRlDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jFMgF7LsqLQ/s400/CIMG0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijPTYXGTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2ZkosdPS8jg/s1600-h/CIMG0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225638562502962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijPTYXGTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2ZkosdPS8jg/s400/CIMG0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is right when she walked in!  She just found her teacher, went over to the carpet, and forgot I ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijOzlBRUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FCqp0xotIDM/s1600-h/CIMG0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225630025663810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijOzlBRUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FCqp0xotIDM/s400/CIMG0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was right after I picked her up.  She thought that now she was a big girl who goes to school, she didn't need to sit in the car seat anymore.  She said" I want to sit like Jaxon!".  When I asked her about how the day went she said that "School is my favorite, Mommy".  I guess sending her to Miss Danae was a good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijOPjzvJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/50q3hWuYzS8/s1600-h/CIMG0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225620356906130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijOPjzvJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/50q3hWuYzS8/s400/CIMG0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are her first official school projects.  She was so proud of her "Apple Annie"  and her painting, made from apple stamps.  Oh and we have sung her Apple Annie song at least 10 times every day since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-2397648072760417979?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2397648072760417979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=2397648072760417979&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2397648072760417979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2397648072760417979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/jessies-first-day-of-school.html' title='Jessie&apos;s First Day Of School!'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpijngkJD0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/5xoRv6WZGfs/s72-c/CIMG0766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-3168964741577656147</id><published>2009-08-25T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:53:35.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRNHxmyXRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UQtGY9DfKxs/s1600-h/utah+jessie+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374005051330288914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRNHxmyXRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UQtGY9DfKxs/s400/utah+jessie+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So last week Jessie and I went to Utah so that Jessie could visit her dad!  Because of a few work issues, I ended up having Jessie with me more than I had planned while we were there.  So on Tuesday, we went to  the Thanksgiving Point Gardens with my good friend Tara. ( She was our next door neighbor when we lived in Pleasant Grove).  It was so fun.  The gardens were absolutely beautiful, Jessie loved looking at all of the flowers.  We also got to see Tara's newest addition to her family, Baby Gracie. (sorry not shown) But what a beautiful little girl, I am so happy for Tara, that after 3 boys and 15 years of marriage, she finally got her little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie had a lot of fun playing with her daddy while we were there, and i had a lot of fun seeing old friends and family.  But I must say, after 20 hours of driving, and not getting in till 3 am, I am very glad to be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRNHQrovcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jnFMjK-6Ct4/s1600-h/utah+jessie+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374005042492259778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRNHQrovcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jnFMjK-6Ct4/s400/utah+jessie+6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM3L2MnuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xH1VdGHzTfk/s1600-h/utah+jessie+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374004766316469986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM3L2MnuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xH1VdGHzTfk/s400/utah+jessie+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM2ghCTBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/I59BPqCcjwI/s1600-h/utah+jessie+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374004754684988434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM2ghCTBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/I59BPqCcjwI/s400/utah+jessie+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM2D6Q92I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MZHZE4s6T60/s1600-h/utah+jessie+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374004747006179170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM2D6Q92I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MZHZE4s6T60/s400/utah+jessie+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM1qNOkoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fFoUKB9cHMs/s1600-h/utah+jessie+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374004740106392194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM1qNOkoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fFoUKB9cHMs/s400/utah+jessie+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM1famrdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OZGULCiwrAI/s1600-h/utah+jessie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374004737209707986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRM1famrdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OZGULCiwrAI/s400/utah+jessie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-3168964741577656147?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3168964741577656147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=3168964741577656147&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/3168964741577656147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/3168964741577656147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/utah-trip.html' title='Utah Trip'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SpRNHxmyXRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UQtGY9DfKxs/s72-c/utah+jessie+7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-2067989835016821126</id><published>2009-08-15T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:48:22.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5ca875e2c19c580" 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://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5ca875e2c19c580%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6094286E0A986330556B9072B2971DC8CB027F76.20F6296FCEBEB2E40CCB47D8540A2E3D2FEF6857%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5ca875e2c19c580%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBTBPIy8prgGZHcsPy4LfmHzFanM&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5ca875e2c19c580%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6094286E0A986330556B9072B2971DC8CB027F76.20F6296FCEBEB2E40CCB47D8540A2E3D2FEF6857%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5ca875e2c19c580%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBTBPIy8prgGZHcsPy4LfmHzFanM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;So 2 sundays ago, my aunt Alisa gave jessie a bag full of toys that her girls had grown out of.  In it was this dance mat that came along with an instructional dance along DVD.  From the movie "Barbie and the twelve dancing princesses".  She has completely fallen in love with it, and has practically memorized all of the dances.  You should see her when the video is actually on, but this was a little clip I caught when she was just playing around on her mat! Thanks Aunt Alisa, this has provided hours and hours of entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-2067989835016821126?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d5ca875e2c19c580&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2067989835016821126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=2067989835016821126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2067989835016821126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/2067989835016821126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/jessie-dancing.html' title='Jessie Dancing'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-530047449810110376</id><published>2009-08-15T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:56:47.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California YSA Conferance</title><content type='html'>So this last weekend, I attended the California YSA ( young single adult) conferance. It was two days filled with; classes, humanitarian projects, games, food, dances, &lt;strong&gt;speed dating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjKq7R4TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S2_OOQYHRD4/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370299746891194674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjKq7R4TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S2_OOQYHRD4/s400/miss+and+jess+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(yikes), church meetings and firesides. All in all, it was a really cool experience. I got a lot out of the workshops that I attended, and had a lot of fun along the way. Though I did &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;come home with a new boyfriend, which I think is the primary goal of some of these things, I did make a few new friends and really enjoyed myself! Here are a few pics from that event. Oh the girl in most of the pictures is my self-appointed BFF Christine Funke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjKN7Y04I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/45STwhSSfqg/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370299739107021698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjKN7Y04I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/45STwhSSfqg/s400/miss+and+jess+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjJl4vtEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BsvH0W2TFAM/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370299728358519874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjJl4vtEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BsvH0W2TFAM/s400/miss+and+jess+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjI2jFq9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/VxIA7OnZSGo/s1600-h/miss+and+jess+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370299715651218386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjI2jFq9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/VxIA7OnZSGo/s400/miss+and+jess+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-530047449810110376?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/530047449810110376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=530047449810110376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/530047449810110376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/530047449810110376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/california-ysa-conferance.html' title='California YSA Conferance'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SocjKq7R4TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S2_OOQYHRD4/s72-c/miss+and+jess+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-307226708341287615</id><published>2009-08-13T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:45:32.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Woes</title><content type='html'>So lately I have been having so many issues with this whole parenting thing.  I know everyone feels that way at one point or another, some of us feel like it is a never ending battle (my poor sister Amber).  But I am at that point where I feel like I am a total idiot, and that Jessie would be better off with someone else.  Apparently others have noticed this, because Amber tells me monday night that there is this class that I need to go to.  Its called "Love and Logic"  has anyone else heard of this?  Well I went to that class last night, and we will see I guess how it all goes.  For now all I have learned is that when Jessie gets into trouble I am supposed to use a sympathy phrase like "Bummer.." or " that is so sad", so that she learns to take responsibility for her bad action instead of just seeing that I am always mad at her!  Anyway, I guess if anyone else feels like they have hit a wall, this may be something to considder.  Updates to follow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-307226708341287615?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/307226708341287615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=307226708341287615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/307226708341287615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/307226708341287615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/parenting-woes.html' title='Parenting Woes'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486030758231291807.post-1895045146017622488</id><published>2009-08-03T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:46:10.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know that I have been so lame about keeping everyone up to date on our lives.  Well lets be honest, all you guys really want to see is Jessie!  But I don't blame you, she's cute!  Anyway, I know myself and know that I am totally lame about posting things, but I promise you guys that I will try.  I recently read a clip from a talk someone gave at time out for women saying that they thought that sept 1st should be the real New Year.  That it was a good time to make resolutions, being that life seems to start all over then.  New school year and all.  So I am making myself a New Years resolution a little early!  Anyway, hope you enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486030758231291807-1895045146017622488?l=mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1895045146017622488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486030758231291807&amp;postID=1895045146017622488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1895045146017622488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486030758231291807/posts/default/1895045146017622488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetlittlelady.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Melissa and Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05017728855351239934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7faQe8yC3fU/SrUTLq1OzsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wSwndQrveqA/S220/missandjess+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
