<?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-2639085307793685954</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:22:13.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jorgensen Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5855394062149073124</id><published>2011-09-25T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:56:25.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of school pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jayce started school after Labor Day and is going 2 days a week for now. Yes, he's wearing a long sleeve shirt, which is all he's been wearing in our record breaking heat wave this year. I'll never understand this kid. He continues to be super silly and always making us laugh.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRe7C7lq9Os/Tn_aac4y_KI/AAAAAAAAA7M/WWu8oBPDa9g/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRe7C7lq9Os/Tn_aac4y_KI/AAAAAAAAA7M/WWu8oBPDa9g/s320/024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7W1pHziNMk/Tn_ao2z0OmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ppdPoDlQQxE/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7W1pHziNMk/Tn_ao2z0OmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ppdPoDlQQxE/s320/022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden started Kindergarten Aug 22nd.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping to make it through the first week before Jordan arrived, and fortunately I did. He arrived the first Friday of school. Jaeden was super excited to pick out his Scooby Doo lunch box. He has been loving school so far and making lots of new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SuKKp7xBkg/Tn_atmrRSgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/bLW1H4-RgHo/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SuKKp7xBkg/Tn_atmrRSgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/bLW1H4-RgHo/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NGMFOgXhtmM/Tn_aylHnp_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/pHirmnAEBGI/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NGMFOgXhtmM/Tn_aylHnp_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/pHirmnAEBGI/s320/038.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5855394062149073124?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5855394062149073124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5855394062149073124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5855394062149073124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5855394062149073124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-school-pictures.html' title='First Day of school pictures'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRe7C7lq9Os/Tn_aac4y_KI/AAAAAAAAA7M/WWu8oBPDa9g/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6628283711284756827</id><published>2011-09-25T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:49:43.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan's 1st month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I haven't been blogging, this will sum up the last month for Jordan....﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5b1sL8nUic/Tn_VTZ7mKmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/4K9xRA1AA70/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5b1sL8nUic/Tn_VTZ7mKmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/4K9xRA1AA70/s320/059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 days old -&amp;nbsp;First day at home nice and quiet with mommy while the family went to church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmwcr3V4Z6Y/Tn_WgGp0Q8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Ob3x92ogNMo/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmwcr3V4Z6Y/Tn_WgGp0Q8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Ob3x92ogNMo/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10 days old - Sleeping with dad&amp;nbsp;while Jaxon jumped on the couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-362KQsErTAc/Tn_Wl3xDyKI/AAAAAAAAA6s/F6CZTCYgzm8/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-362KQsErTAc/Tn_Wl3xDyKI/AAAAAAAAA6s/F6CZTCYgzm8/s320/019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping in my swing. Mommy forgot to get a carseat picture on the way home from the hospital, but got this instead at 10 days old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_VppC3SrcU/Tn_WqhGVMUI/AAAAAAAAA6w/t8M-DeKWsjU/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_VppC3SrcU/Tn_WqhGVMUI/AAAAAAAAA6w/t8M-DeKWsjU/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;14 days old - Still playing with mommy. (A rare picture of me on the blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFdqiyBC-P4/Tn_Wx0xG3qI/AAAAAAAAA60/nvU3iSwU6Eg/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFdqiyBC-P4/Tn_Wx0xG3qI/AAAAAAAAA60/nvU3iSwU6Eg/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;16 days old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkB82RrKeWE/Tn_W3BJXr_I/AAAAAAAAA64/-QNN39ZWvlw/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkB82RrKeWE/Tn_W3BJXr_I/AAAAAAAAA64/-QNN39ZWvlw/s320/032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;17 days old - Jordan's already experiencing the danger of having 3 older brothers. Jaxon decided on his own to climb onto dad's head, using dad's hair to get up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGtqugwzh3E/Tn_W7SIkY6I/AAAAAAAAA68/0eKC0EMSJ2U/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGtqugwzh3E/Tn_W7SIkY6I/AAAAAAAAA68/0eKC0EMSJ2U/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;22 days old - Buckeye pride starts early, even if the year may not be great. This jersey has been worn by a Jorgensen boy every season since 2005. (It's 12 months, and they have each worn it&amp;nbsp;for 2 years). We'll see if it continues to survive as the gray is starting to come off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nk_n5ePd-Qg/Tn_XAWO4afI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6i2qIqNitdE/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nk_n5ePd-Qg/Tn_XAWO4afI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6i2qIqNitdE/s320/052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 weeks and weighing 10 lbs even&amp;nbsp;with clothes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eI8C8pbge8/Tn_XFd-D4wI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Gyf7HSmPyls/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eI8C8pbge8/Tn_XFd-D4wI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Gyf7HSmPyls/s320/053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chubby Jordan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kuqWP9Mmvc/Tn_XKcRM2mI/AAAAAAAAA7I/g0fyyUkdvYw/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kuqWP9Mmvc/Tn_XKcRM2mI/AAAAAAAAA7I/g0fyyUkdvYw/s320/079.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Night before Jordan turns one month old! Thanks Aunt Jody for the new outfit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6628283711284756827?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6628283711284756827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6628283711284756827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6628283711284756827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6628283711284756827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/jordans-1st-month.html' title='Jordan&apos;s 1st month'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5b1sL8nUic/Tn_VTZ7mKmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/4K9xRA1AA70/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8204204678386257863</id><published>2011-09-25T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:27:50.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!! Jordan's first blog appearance!</title><content type='html'>Well, I was never actually gone, but I know lots of people have been begging for pictures - Mandy, Aunt Carla - Yes, I said they were coming soon, but I'm early if the deadline was before he was one month old :)&amp;nbsp; At least 11 hours early!!!!&amp;nbsp; I have lots of pictures to post, so there may not be many words.&amp;nbsp; I actually prefer reading blogs (yes, Emily -&amp;nbsp;I'm ok if there aren't any pictures) but I do enjoy looking at pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSo9fAuPAuI/Tn_Sy69CbeI/AAAAAAAAA58/LJgeWmNI77Y/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSo9fAuPAuI/Tn_Sy69CbeI/AAAAAAAAA58/LJgeWmNI77Y/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan Anthony 7lbs 5 oz, and The Winner of the Poll was....his cousin - Wilson! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoEU8xRurm0/Tn_S4jEt4eI/AAAAAAAAA6A/9Urb9Uohcqk/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoEU8xRurm0/Tn_S4jEt4eI/AAAAAAAAA6A/9Urb9Uohcqk/s320/043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Messy face Jayce (it's NEVER clean) first time holding Jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUx29hNOAW8/Tn_S7yerpDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/PWq4THHudcU/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUx29hNOAW8/Tn_S7yerpDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/PWq4THHudcU/s320/046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Biggest brother Jaeden who loves holding little babies and wants him to stay little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYtZATUubjg/Tn_TAgZAJ_I/AAAAAAAAA6I/EkJT1Hu2nUY/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYtZATUubjg/Tn_TAgZAJ_I/AAAAAAAAA6I/EkJT1Hu2nUY/s320/047.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My monster Jaxon not quite sure who this little guy is yet, but has grown to love Jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5zSq244o54/Tn_TQRkOaVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/emBt8pH7Hik/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5zSq244o54/Tn_TQRkOaVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/emBt8pH7Hik/s320/052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Relaxing at the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ToxHX57eIY/Tn_TXa_cR8I/AAAAAAAAA6U/OZjAOLGAsWY/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ToxHX57eIY/Tn_TXa_cR8I/AAAAAAAAA6U/OZjAOLGAsWY/s320/056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way home, he left the hospital at 6 lbs 13 oz, but one month later is almost 10 lbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZpCqw0fPxY/Tn_TcSBZUgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/doiLpSrnllI/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZpCqw0fPxY/Tn_TcSBZUgI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/doiLpSrnllI/s320/057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vi0Si0WEp4/Tn_TfU4BKHI/AAAAAAAAA6c/G7q5WD3o7WA/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vi0Si0WEp4/Tn_TfU4BKHI/AAAAAAAAA6c/G7q5WD3o7WA/s320/058.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogckFceBs98/Tn_TjWPWbsI/AAAAAAAAA6g/uqYneYRrx68/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogckFceBs98/Tn_TjWPWbsI/AAAAAAAAA6g/uqYneYRrx68/s320/050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first picture of our 4 boys!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ps Jaxon's shirt was drying out after having cookies smeared on it. We do normally keep are kids clothed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8204204678386257863?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8204204678386257863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8204204678386257863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8204204678386257863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8204204678386257863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-back-jordans-first-blog-appearance.html' title='I&apos;m back!! Jordan&apos;s first blog appearance!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSo9fAuPAuI/Tn_Sy69CbeI/AAAAAAAAA58/LJgeWmNI77Y/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5464576796348431121</id><published>2011-08-26T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T14:44:51.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jorgensen #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_562962902"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_562962903"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing... Jordan pAnthony Jorgensen, born 8/26 at 6:57 AM. 7lbs 5 oz and 20inches. Our shortest and heaviest little boy. He has a head full of hair and is a very noisy sleeper. I think he looks most like Jaeden as a newborn. pictures to follow soon.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5464576796348431121?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5464576796348431121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5464576796348431121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5464576796348431121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5464576796348431121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-jorgensen-4.html' title='Baby Jorgensen #4'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-9088646951076990837</id><published>2011-08-14T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:11:43.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jorgensen #4</title><content type='html'>This year we are doing the baby pool online.&amp;nbsp; Click on the link below to choose the birthdate, sex, weight and length of our next baby.&amp;nbsp; I'm very behind on blogging, but once we're finished unpacking I hope to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expectnet.com/logingame.php?game_name=Jorgensen4"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.expectnet.com/124145/e86fd87e/banner1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-9088646951076990837?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9088646951076990837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=9088646951076990837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/9088646951076990837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/9088646951076990837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/jorgensen-4.html' title='Jorgensen #4'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2881239257148106984</id><published>2011-07-11T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:16:22.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Outdoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been awhile since the boys have played outside around here, which has nothing to do with our extreme heat and lack of rain :) Jaeden reminded me around 7:30 this morning (yes, we'd all been awake for over an hour already) that I had promised Jayce last week that he could ride his bike in the morning sometime. With that and not wanting to be outside after 9 or 9:30 when it's already unbearably hot - we started the day quickly! Between 7:30 and 8, we managed to collect all the trash and wheel it down the driveway since our trash is always collected before 8:30. I unfortunately had to kill a roach, since Joel had already left for work :(( yuck!! and we all ate breakfast and changed into clothes! Jayce loves riding his bike and is getting pretty good. Jaeden prefers to ride other outside toys and NOT his bike, and Jaxon just loves anything outside. After riding for awhile they decided to do some T-ball practice, and no one was injured :) We finally came inside an hour later at 9 - and it was HOT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ictnB0CSPhA/Thusvua99dI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HuarLNVC-F4/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ictnB0CSPhA/Thusvua99dI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HuarLNVC-F4/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 3 sweaty boys!!&amp;nbsp; Yes, this was coming in at 9 AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVCXq9IMhTY/ThutFInFXvI/AAAAAAAAA50/wZ2XsN-4t50/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVCXq9IMhTY/ThutFInFXvI/AAAAAAAAA50/wZ2XsN-4t50/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture doesn't give his wet head much justice, but I'm frequently asked if he's put his head in water or dumped water on his hair, but I always get to tell people, "Nope, it's pure sweat!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2881239257148106984?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2881239257148106984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2881239257148106984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2881239257148106984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2881239257148106984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/playing-outdoors.html' title='Playing Outdoors'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ictnB0CSPhA/Thusvua99dI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HuarLNVC-F4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7117892172067518434</id><published>2011-07-11T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:56:40.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, we actually made it out to Chick-fil-A's cow appreciation day on Friday - &amp;nbsp;thanks to my sister for informing&amp;nbsp;me of the date.&amp;nbsp; I missed last year's. Anyways, they have it once a year - if you dress like a cow you get a free lunch :)&amp;nbsp; I chose not to dress up, but had no problem dressing the 3 kiddos. They actually loved dressing up, even Jaxon.&amp;nbsp; Shockingly they actually ate most of their food, which has&amp;nbsp;NEVER&amp;nbsp;EVER happened at Chick-fil-A.&amp;nbsp; In their lifetime, Jaeden (5.5) has eaten 0 cfa nuggets, and that continues!&amp;nbsp; Jayce (4)&amp;nbsp;has maybe eaten 7 cfa nuggets, and 4 were consumed on Friday. Jaxon (20 months) has also probably eaten 7 or 8, and 4 of those were consumed on Friday as well!!&amp;nbsp; It was a good thing I bought my sandwich, and didn't rely on them NOT eating, which is how I usually order food, knowing what will be left that I can consume. Anyways, they were cute!!&amp;nbsp; They added the black socks to their hands after I asked them to put black socks on their feet as hooves.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden questioned if it was ok to wear "church" socks!. Obviously, colored socks - black, navy or khaki or only worn on Sunday's here. We hope to return next year for another free lunch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QWrkDx5C-Ns/Thuo6tid2vI/AAAAAAAAA5s/7hrYYA61OOI/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QWrkDx5C-Ns/Thuo6tid2vI/AAAAAAAAA5s/7hrYYA61OOI/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Only one picture was snapped, since I was amazed they were all&amp;nbsp;actually looking at the camera. Maybe I should have them say "moo" more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7117892172067518434?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7117892172067518434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7117892172067518434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7117892172067518434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7117892172067518434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/cow-appreciation-day.html' title='Cow Appreciation Day'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QWrkDx5C-Ns/Thuo6tid2vI/AAAAAAAAA5s/7hrYYA61OOI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1358050335789387911</id><published>2011-07-06T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:43:30.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't a very exciting weekend&amp;nbsp;with the Burn Ban and NO FIREWORKS in Houston (The Woodlands). We weren't driving 45 minutes downtown to see them!&amp;nbsp; We started the weekend with packing - a long, slow process, but we are SOOOO ready to move.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday.... we headed to church as usual, but the boys added their sunglasses (thanks, Davis and Wilson for the hand-me-downs) They've been loving their new sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4i10C6b1HA/ThUaG-Vw3hI/AAAAAAAAA5g/JR-a2oJqMSE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4i10C6b1HA/ThUaG-Vw3hI/AAAAAAAAA5g/JR-a2oJqMSE/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcsDg0ddS6I/ThUaaL76TkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rWluqtO5BlY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcsDg0ddS6I/ThUaaL76TkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/rWluqtO5BlY/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, we couldn't leave Jax out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Monday, we celebrated Daddy's birthday and America's by staying home most of the day. We started the day with the boys lining up their favorite stuffed animals to sing Happy Birthday to daddy, and we also enjoyed homemade orange rolls and cinnamon rolls. We did venture out to buy our new cell phones - We've finally joined the 21st century! Although I do miss my old phone a little. The boys are most excited because they can now play games on our phones!!&amp;nbsp;We finished the day with a yummy&amp;nbsp;Marble Slab ice cream cake, thanks to Groupon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WQcpZ4EwlI/ThUcmy1WsEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/9Zuc8wOk2mQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WQcpZ4EwlI/ThUcmy1WsEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/9Zuc8wOk2mQ/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1358050335789387911?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1358050335789387911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1358050335789387911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1358050335789387911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1358050335789387911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-belated-4th.html' title='Happy belated 4th!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4i10C6b1HA/ThUaG-Vw3hI/AAAAAAAAA5g/JR-a2oJqMSE/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6874197193632716600</id><published>2011-06-20T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:11:26.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNYi2uKNVpc/Tf9weT1qXII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CIYzurq7qP8/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNYi2uKNVpc/Tf9weT1qXII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CIYzurq7qP8/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxV_x0B9sEA/Tf9wzlVbLyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/aOK6RGbsHZE/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxV_x0B9sEA/Tf9wzlVbLyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/aOK6RGbsHZE/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Father's Day to all.&amp;nbsp; Since I don't plan on making Joel his normal red velvet birthday cake, I thought I'd make it for Father's day instead. Yummy as usual!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6874197193632716600?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6874197193632716600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6874197193632716600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6874197193632716600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6874197193632716600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/celebrating-fathers-day.html' title='Celebrating Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNYi2uKNVpc/Tf9weT1qXII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/CIYzurq7qP8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1880802228553745554</id><published>2011-06-08T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:08:46.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce's 4th Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As always I'm behind on blogging, but at least this year Jayce's birthday will be blogged within one month of his bday - quite a record for me!!&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I've mentioned before that Jayce&amp;nbsp;has been very excited for his birthday for&amp;nbsp;months!!!&amp;nbsp; It was the first year Jayce had a party at home since we've traveled on or around his bday the last two years.&amp;nbsp; The party was very similar to Jaeden's last party, except the theme was Power Rangers!!!&amp;nbsp; The boys love the new Power Ranger Samurais.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, there are very few pictures, but we all had fun. Jayce invited his preschool class and most of the boys and one girl came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsUE1eSJ5RY/TfAljbthPCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/gTBKvgyvUos/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsUE1eSJ5RY/TfAljbthPCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/gTBKvgyvUos/s320/008.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A bounce house for our favorite jumper!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L3vII8SGQ7I/TfAnjmdI48I/AAAAAAAAA5U/lx6_GR9DbXY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L3vII8SGQ7I/TfAnjmdI48I/AAAAAAAAA5U/lx6_GR9DbXY/s320/014.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Power Ranger cake - the face mask of the Red Ranger, Jayden, his favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGbmUJveB6Y/TfAmTwu7BqI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xa6AC5dYFng/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGbmUJveB6Y/TfAmTwu7BqI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xa6AC5dYFng/s320/017.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Samurai dipped pretzels with taffy beetle disks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was also an obstacle course which his friends loved, but no picture :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After party fun...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIAla7-qexQ/TfAml2DxlwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YFkPej0WZvg/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIAla7-qexQ/TfAml2DxlwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YFkPej0WZvg/s320/019.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce in the basketball hoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3kuncCSu0Q/TfAm4DMJoII/AAAAAAAAA5M/hUGpdH91k_A/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3kuncCSu0Q/TfAm4DMJoII/AAAAAAAAA5M/hUGpdH91k_A/s320/020.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ietwzYVhxs/TfAnNA5gZtI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5KDqoyZTOQc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ietwzYVhxs/TfAnNA5gZtI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/5KDqoyZTOQc/s320/009.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Jayce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jayce refused to be 3.5 years old, but now he's not only 4, he's 4.5, soon to be 5 according to him.&amp;nbsp; And yes, he still tells me he's growing up to be a monkey.&amp;nbsp; Should I be concerned, should I hope for higher aspirations than a monkey?&amp;nbsp; The other morning I was combing his hair, and he was telling me where his pretend tail was, then he made a silly noise and told me his tail just whipped me in the face!&amp;nbsp; What a goofy kid, he is hilarious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1880802228553745554?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1880802228553745554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1880802228553745554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1880802228553745554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1880802228553745554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/jayces-4th-bday.html' title='Jayce&apos;s 4th Bday'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsUE1eSJ5RY/TfAljbthPCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/gTBKvgyvUos/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8053676695303574023</id><published>2011-05-23T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:36:39.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Preschool!!</title><content type='html'>The boys were very excited about their last day. They always end with Splash day - they have lots of water activities outside, and they get to wear their swimsuits!&amp;nbsp; Jaeden is most excited because he's now a Kindergartner. On the way home from school we were discussing the last day of school, and Jayce asked, "When's the last day of church?"&amp;nbsp; My answer was "When Jesus comes."&amp;nbsp; He responded with "He's already come" (meaning of course the resurrection). Well Jayce, for now there is no end of church!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to look at the house again, and when we walked out the boys told us, "We're making sand angels!"&amp;nbsp; Not much to do when they are already laying in the sand!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4uUEl9cGj4/TdsZXsTezCI/AAAAAAAAA48/gLfH6BV4Hpw/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4uUEl9cGj4/TdsZXsTezCI/AAAAAAAAA48/gLfH6BV4Hpw/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8053676695303574023?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8053676695303574023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8053676695303574023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8053676695303574023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8053676695303574023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-day-of-preschool.html' title='Last Day of Preschool!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4uUEl9cGj4/TdsZXsTezCI/AAAAAAAAA48/gLfH6BV4Hpw/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8134816330353172180</id><published>2011-05-20T23:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:44:12.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week at the Jorgensen home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. We are desperate for rain in Houston! And my boys love that the sprinklers are frequently on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4toAsJeVF4/Tdc5ldywlRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TLGeZF0dpAU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4toAsJeVF4/Tdc5ldywlRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TLGeZF0dpAU/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves getting to play with an umbrella, Hates getting wet!!! He still screams every time we wash his hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ8UukscsLA/Tdc6CTUYYWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/W-0PYfyFtJ8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ8UukscsLA/Tdc6CTUYYWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/W-0PYfyFtJ8/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, getting to use our Star Wars umbrellas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVYAjFJWR3E/Tdc6hoI52JI/AAAAAAAAA4w/TNr3FZ6wSpw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVYAjFJWR3E/Tdc6hoI52JI/AAAAAAAAA4w/TNr3FZ6wSpw/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoszsMBRczg/Tdc6_bxSZtI/AAAAAAAAA40/ENpMXz9k2no/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoszsMBRczg/Tdc6_bxSZtI/AAAAAAAAA40/ENpMXz9k2no/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a fan of posting belly pics, but it seems to be a trend on all the other blogs I read. So me at 24 weeks﻿. People I see regularly still come up to me saying "I didn't know you were pregnant" even happened today, and that always makes me happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bT2T468cpxw/Tdc7VBOuEhI/AAAAAAAAA44/xxxJSuu0SbU/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bT2T468cpxw/Tdc7VBOuEhI/AAAAAAAAA44/xxxJSuu0SbU/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Made my first trip to the cannery, so we are now stocked on powdered milk, rice and apples slices. Can't wait to move so I can really expand our food storage. Not sure where these 18 cans are going to be the next 2 months, they may stay in our living room :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Jaeden had his first cavity free Dentist trip!!!!&amp;nbsp; Finally :) Jayce only had one tiny cavity, which was fixed the same day :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; I'm constantly amazed at what the boys find to use as weapons, why I'm still surprised not sure as I realize it will never change.&amp;nbsp; Since I never answered the last blog posted question, which was cell phone as 98% answered correctly. My next question will be what wasn't used this week as a gun or sword....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; a.&amp;nbsp; decorative "stuffed" flower&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; f.&amp;nbsp; mini lego lightsabers&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; b.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;fruit roll-up&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; g.&amp;nbsp;2 toothbrushes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; c.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;short closet rods&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; h. small broom&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; d.&amp;nbsp; half of a femur bone&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;plastic or real bananas&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; e. ﻿whistle stick (thanks, Aunt Mandy)&amp;nbsp;j.&amp;nbsp; toy flags &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This list is definitely more tricky, but there is ONE and ONLY ONE item that has never been used as a weapon by any of the 3 boys!!&amp;nbsp;I guess it's just how they're wired!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8134816330353172180?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8134816330353172180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8134816330353172180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8134816330353172180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8134816330353172180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-week-at-jorgensen-home.html' title='This week at the Jorgensen home'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4toAsJeVF4/Tdc5ldywlRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TLGeZF0dpAU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-513920133616810915</id><published>2011-05-09T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:16:49.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Obsessions....</title><content type='html'>The boys' obsessions change, rather it's weekly or monthly. Some never go away like Star Wars, Power Rangers. It amazes me how they can talk about almost every Star Wars character and know how he/she interacts with all the other characters; I will never be that knowledgeable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden - &lt;br /&gt;1. He loves playing 'pet vampire'&amp;nbsp; Not sure where he got that idea, but Jayce is the owner, and Jaeden is the pet.&amp;nbsp; They love drinking blood aka cranapple juice! And they build a cage with blankets and pillows on the bottom bunk bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2. Green - anything and everything must be green!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqClFXF6uAU/TcifIy5KEzI/AAAAAAAAA4k/usAWUN3OQxE/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqClFXF6uAU/TcifIy5KEzI/AAAAAAAAA4k/usAWUN3OQxE/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Now that he's almost 4, he's aspiring to grow up to be a monkey! Yes, a monkey!!! He's been telling me that for the past few days. Hopefully, this will pass quickly. He would be a great monkey, considering he loves to climb and jump on everything!!! It's obviously his favorite animal, but most people don't want to BE their favorite animal!!! This kid always has us laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He loves jumping. Was that already mentioned? He would rather jump across the floor than walk. There's NOTHING, but maybe the kitchen table, he hasn't jumped on or over in our house! If it's on the floor, big or small, he'll jump over it, including us, jax's rocking horse and everything else. He has amazing heighth on his jumps too!! At this rate, he'll make a great hurdler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQd6K1zEgs/Tcie0SgY0TI/AAAAAAAAA4g/eb8-oGqfmek/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQd6K1zEgs/Tcie0SgY0TI/AAAAAAAAA4g/eb8-oGqfmek/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon - &lt;/div&gt;1. Dora, Dora, Dora the Explorer!!!! Yes, we have started Dora - round 3. Jaxon never had a chance to even watch dora until about 2 weeks ago. Right after he was born, Jaeden had just turned 4 and decided he was too old for Dora! So very little Dora has been watched in the last 18 months, which was a nice break. Fortunately, I don't really mind watching or hearing Dora frequently compared to some kid shows! Jaxon is finally saying lots and loves to repeat Dora words - backpack, map, swiper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He loves "Jesus wants me for a sunbeam" and "Popcorn popping on the apricot tree." We've always sang a few songs after scriptures each night. But now, when we sit down for scripture time, Jaxon instantly starts signing "more, more, more" and we can barely get through our 10 minutes of scriptures before singing his songs!!! He of course loves to jump and sing "beam," and he's very good at saying and signing "popcorn" It's hilarious!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9p4p-P7uCg/TciefPs1CoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/GAh4hlNEwRs/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9p4p-P7uCg/TciefPs1CoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/GAh4hlNEwRs/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures are from Snake Day, after preschool a few weeks ago. You can see who has no fear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-513920133616810915?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/513920133616810915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=513920133616810915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/513920133616810915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/513920133616810915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/current-obsessions.html' title='Current Obsessions....'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqClFXF6uAU/TcifIy5KEzI/AAAAAAAAA4k/usAWUN3OQxE/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3179775962588411879</id><published>2011-05-03T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:45:06.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T-ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so behind on blogging!!! I really don't know how some of you (Emily) blog every day!!! I'm definitely not a morning person, so getting up and blogging is never gonna happen in my life!! Jaeden's been playing T-ball the last 2 months, and all 3 boys have loved practicing batting. Jaeden has his last 2 games this weekend. Jaeden's improved lots with throwing and hitting, and he understands most of the rules. T-ball's very relaxed, and if someone gets out (which is rare) they don't always go back to the dugout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmPjLnAz7Xc/TcBTPQJBcmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SRxF86p-pF4/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmPjLnAz7Xc/TcBTPQJBcmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SRxF86p-pF4/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as shortstop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_aYBuWcAyE/TcBTn4Y18oI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QZWlXsZI54A/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_aYBuWcAyE/TcBTn4Y18oI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QZWlXsZI54A/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Mets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UTUwQOWWdE/TcBUIVfFD2I/AAAAAAAAA4U/V1DXz32Yvos/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UTUwQOWWdE/TcBUIVfFD2I/AAAAAAAAA4U/V1DXz32Yvos/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce will get to play in the fall as well. He unfortunately missed the bday cutoff by 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/-Ki7MBq5W00/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ki7MBq5W00?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Ki7MBq5W00?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/AhuU4TN5uLE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhuU4TN5uLE?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhuU4TN5uLE?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon likes Tball more than the other 2 - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not even 18 months (in the video) and he's already switch hitting! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/HWJMTa0kmWg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWJMTa0kmWg?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWJMTa0kmWg?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yes our living room typically looks like this at the end of the day!&amp;nbsp; Jaxon is rarely only in a diaper (especially one that obviously needs changing), but he was playing Tball while we ate dinner, and we enjoy those few moments of eating without him climbing on us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3179775962588411879?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3179775962588411879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3179775962588411879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3179775962588411879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3179775962588411879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/t-ball.html' title='T-ball'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmPjLnAz7Xc/TcBTPQJBcmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SRxF86p-pF4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8696338386941922105</id><published>2011-04-11T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:32:39.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys...</title><content type='html'>Can anyone guess which item was NOT brought in the car for our trip to preschool this morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Soccer ball&lt;br /&gt;2. Small branch with leaves&lt;br /&gt;3. T-ball stand &lt;br /&gt;4. Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;5. Rollie-pollie bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment with answer, and let's see who can be the first winner!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8696338386941922105?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8696338386941922105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8696338386941922105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8696338386941922105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8696338386941922105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5256295760186659477</id><published>2011-04-11T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:26:57.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce</title><content type='html'>Jayce is our resident goofball.&amp;nbsp; He makes us laugh all the time!!&amp;nbsp; His teachers have always told me how quiet he is in class, but I think he's starting to open up a little more at school.&amp;nbsp; He definitely&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the most energetic at our house.&amp;nbsp; Some recent funny moments and comments.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce is by far our pickiest eater, but will eat anything sweet or sugary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm hungry. My belly's hungry for 2 snowcones!"&amp;nbsp; while at Jaeden's Tball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's rarely hungry, but if he is, he tells me "I'm only hungry for chocolate." or "I'm hungry for a cookie." He's always sure to clarify what he's hungry for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about getting ice cream after Jaeden's game on Friday, and he kept telling us we should go to Junie and Papa's.&amp;nbsp; We kept telling him they were out of town.&amp;nbsp; He finally told me, "I promise you they have ice cream in their freezer, I promise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys learned awhile ago that the Bishop was going to have an ice cream party for the primary kids that passed off all 13 articles of faith (which they both know now).&amp;nbsp; Jayce told us, if they don't have chocolate ice cream, then we can just go to Junie and Papa's to get ice cream and then go back to the Bishop's.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't even realize the Bishop lives around the corner from my parent's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can see, according to Jayce, Junie and Papa have the BEST ice cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce is starting to show his true competitiveness... He's is NOT happy if he's not winning a game and usually will cry or give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce has been very excited about turning 4 for at least the last 5 months!!!! And he still has one more month to go!!&amp;nbsp; He knows he'll be able to play sports when he's 4.&amp;nbsp; He's been praying for months "I'm thankful for turning 4"&amp;nbsp; The funny thing is he insists he's 3 and hates if we say 3 1/2.&amp;nbsp; He tells Jaeden frequently "NO, I'm 3, NOT 3 1/2"&amp;nbsp; Last week, I told him he had one month til he was 4. He replied, "Then, I'll be almost 5"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9339AlUde04/TaMdJCeQ_KI/AAAAAAAAA4E/u6y4OFRhDhs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9339AlUde04/TaMdJCeQ_KI/AAAAAAAAA4E/u6y4OFRhDhs/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce scaling the wall, well, actually the bookcase, but it looks cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCyBmZK6iK8/TaMdY-f33dI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CRDW89iCuf0/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCyBmZK6iK8/TaMdY-f33dI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CRDW89iCuf0/s320/062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce's Anakin scar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5256295760186659477?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5256295760186659477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5256295760186659477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5256295760186659477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5256295760186659477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/jayce.html' title='Jayce'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9339AlUde04/TaMdJCeQ_KI/AAAAAAAAA4E/u6y4OFRhDhs/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6635667119646668104</id><published>2011-04-08T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:10:09.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden</title><content type='html'>Since I did a post on Jax Jax I thought I'd put together some of the others recent saying and doings. In a nutshell, Jaeden is smart, very imaginative, outspoken and impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know a kid's impatient when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He tells you he no longer likes lollipops because "They take too long" (to eat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If we mention the word surprise, he asks every 5 minutes what the surprise is whether he's having to wait&amp;nbsp;3 hours, 1 day or longer. He simply doesn't want to take "no" or "you have to wait" for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Most of his sentences end with "NOW!!"&amp;nbsp; Yes we're working on that behavior, one day he'll understand, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His imagination though is endless. He obviously gets that from his dad and not me.&amp;nbsp; Joel didn't just have an imaginary friend, he had a whole imaginary baseball team he played with as a kid.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly Jaeden never had an imaginary friend.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden loves to pretend to be other people! He spends most of his day pretending to be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden created his own car game - Imaginary Peter Pan Go Fish. Yes, Jaeden and Jayce go back and forth asking each other for different cards (Hook, Tinkerbell, Peter Pan, cannon, plank, ship, etc) and randomly decide if the other needs to 'Go Fish'. It's pretty comical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzJHq3iYt6s/TZ9q5yGPUXI/AAAAAAAAA38/OzHTmHZ_fq0/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzJHq3iYt6s/TZ9q5yGPUXI/AAAAAAAAA38/OzHTmHZ_fq0/s320/063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden painted his own Anakin scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZNyHJGWAZM/TZ9rMqaI3SI/AAAAAAAAA4A/1aVKyFR8WFM/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZNyHJGWAZM/TZ9rMqaI3SI/AAAAAAAAA4A/1aVKyFR8WFM/s320/064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't remember why he insisted I take a pic of him with his animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6635667119646668104?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6635667119646668104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6635667119646668104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6635667119646668104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6635667119646668104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/jaeden.html' title='Jaeden'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzJHq3iYt6s/TZ9q5yGPUXI/AAAAAAAAA38/OzHTmHZ_fq0/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5454083299549130038</id><published>2011-04-05T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:35:00.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jax Jax</title><content type='html'>Jaxon fits right in with his big brothers. He says a few words (finally!!) but is very knowledgeable of lightsaber sounds, sword&amp;nbsp;swishes and toy gun noises.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing he's still in one piece since he's usually standing in the middle of Jaeden and Jayce swinging whichever of the above. At his 15 month visit he was 33 inches (yes, our monster), the doctor said if he continued at this rate he would be 6'4" - I guess we'll have to wait and see :) Yes, that was 2 months ago, and I need to schedule his upcoming 18 month check-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months ago Jaxon could be found doing this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7eRZDmM6Bc/TZu6GMDDLmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/H2SC8FV3Awo/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7eRZDmM6Bc/TZu6GMDDLmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/H2SC8FV3Awo/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, turning on and off the light switch...ALOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bhWBWWedc48/TZu6ZTlIOHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/4WD3uTIxuwM/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bhWBWWedc48/TZu6ZTlIOHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/4WD3uTIxuwM/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now he's doing this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-picasa-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ofEMzknIwWQ/TZu7RwrgY5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/OLiqiTG8FNw/s1600/052.MP4"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3De99e3871856dc705%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1302073255%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3DCCE0BCB4BC3083721545139ACD661DA952E439F4.41033CD76DF632C5AD3AF0087012CF45BC5D3EF2%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3De99e3871856dc705%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1302073255%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3DCCE0BCB4BC3083721545139ACD661DA952E439F4.41033CD76DF632C5AD3AF0087012CF45BC5D3EF2%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how we enjoyed General Conference (that you can hear in the background). 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text-align: center;"&gt;He frequently makes it by landing on his belly without his feet touching the ground.&amp;nbsp; Jayce was more of daredevil when it came to jumping at this age, but Jax is right behind him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5454083299549130038?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5454083299549130038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5454083299549130038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5454083299549130038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5454083299549130038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/jax-jax.html' title='Jax Jax'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7eRZDmM6Bc/TZu6GMDDLmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/H2SC8FV3Awo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2419358337407360039</id><published>2011-04-04T21:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:20:22.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Spring has been great around here - nice and warm, but not HOT, which we know is just around the corner.&amp;nbsp; The boys enjoyed their first outdoor water play of the season.&amp;nbsp; The water was a little cold, but they insisted!!!&amp;nbsp; We had been to the grocery store earlier that day, which is rare for Jaeden and Jayce to come with me, and Jayce insisted we buy a watermelon - one of his favorite things!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3LszBg5IG0/TZp5LjW7eqI/AAAAAAAAA24/-cd-33oUY-E/s1600/290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3LszBg5IG0/TZp5LjW7eqI/AAAAAAAAA24/-cd-33oUY-E/s320/290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OB3l5o0RGBE/TZp5kkeu5fI/AAAAAAAAA28/RHN5XVBmXVY/s1600/291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OB3l5o0RGBE/TZp5kkeu5fI/AAAAAAAAA28/RHN5XVBmXVY/s320/291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dT1N2KniHU/TZp58bD6voI/AAAAAAAAA3A/WqoL_qXmC9A/s1600/292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dT1N2KniHU/TZp58bD6voI/AAAAAAAAA3A/WqoL_qXmC9A/s320/292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Axpi9Orzi2w/TZp6Rw9XAVI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ffqI1qf-i50/s1600/293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Axpi9Orzi2w/TZp6Rw9XAVI/AAAAAAAAA3E/ffqI1qf-i50/s320/293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what they left!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how much Jaeden and Jayce ate - almost half. Jax still won't touch it, eventhough he loved it last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys also love watching the lizards around here.&amp;nbsp; We can't leave our house without seeing 1 (or 5). They're everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden loves trying to catch them. He has a few times; usually I tell him not to get it right before he grabs it.&amp;nbsp; One afternoon I looked out our back door and saw this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fzxnS3T2SI/TZp6sWx8_LI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aS94ksLhfCQ/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fzxnS3T2SI/TZp6sWx8_LI/AAAAAAAAA3I/aS94ksLhfCQ/s320/057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden and Jayce enjoyed watcing the lizard try to eat the bug before he scurried off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2419358337407360039?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2419358337407360039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2419358337407360039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2419358337407360039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2419358337407360039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/backyard-fun.html' title='Backyard fun!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3LszBg5IG0/TZp5LjW7eqI/AAAAAAAAA24/-cd-33oUY-E/s72-c/290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7269760337815845973</id><published>2011-03-26T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T16:16:55.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah: Jan 2011</title><content type='html'>We finally made another trip to Utah, and the boys loved it as usual. It had been 19 months since we last went, which I realized since Jayce was the exact age as Jaeden the last time we went (3 years 8 months). We'll definitely be there again before Jaxon's that age, or we'd be waiting 2 years and 3 months from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8XhdsJYDPNE/TY6gocyfQVI/AAAAAAAAA18/mdJZp8A38GQ/s1600/January30+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8XhdsJYDPNE/TY6gocyfQVI/AAAAAAAAA18/mdJZp8A38GQ/s320/January30+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys enjoying the chair at Great Grandma and Grandpa Bellows house; it reclines all the way back and stands you up with the press of a button (in Jaeden's hands).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o8fwe_whQ3A/TY6hDILpsiI/AAAAAAAAA2A/lFV31eZMG5I/s1600/January30+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o8fwe_whQ3A/TY6hDILpsiI/AAAAAAAAA2A/lFV31eZMG5I/s320/January30+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Fam: Drew, Mikaela, Misty, Jaeden, Jorgy and Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nsYg5K5GVNE/TY6hV3XXOEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vGbM393P6gU/s1600/January30+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nsYg5K5GVNE/TY6hV3XXOEI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vGbM393P6gU/s320/January30+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon LOVED sledding and was very mad if people went down without him on the sled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/vVKWRKQiA1Y/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vVKWRKQiA1Y?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vVKWRKQiA1Y?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/mh-yIqUdn0s/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mh-yIqUdn0s?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mh-yIqUdn0s?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys loved playing in the front and back yard with only an inch or two of snow.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden and Jayce pretended to ice skate and&amp;nbsp;threw snowballs at Jorgy and Dad. Jaxon enjoyed the snow as long as he had mittens on; he did NOT like to fall on the ice without mittens!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7269760337815845973?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7269760337815845973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7269760337815845973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7269760337815845973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7269760337815845973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/03/utah-jan-2011.html' title='Utah: Jan 2011'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8XhdsJYDPNE/TY6gocyfQVI/AAAAAAAAA18/mdJZp8A38GQ/s72-c/January30+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-107189804774409420</id><published>2011-02-28T20:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:10:14.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About Time...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've been&amp;nbsp;a very lazy blogger!&amp;nbsp; I have a million and one things to blog about, but who knows what will actually get done.&amp;nbsp; The top&amp;nbsp;2 things on the sides of the blog are&amp;nbsp;my reasons for not blogging.&amp;nbsp; I finally feel like I'm getting over the 1st trimester fatigue and can't wait to have a little more energy.&amp;nbsp; The house construction is moving along very quickly, and we are sooo excited to move when it's complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4JonGpvg8Z8/TWxPdbvF7EI/AAAAAAAAA1s/8S5mOdy6th0/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4JonGpvg8Z8/TWxPdbvF7EI/AAAAAAAAA1s/8S5mOdy6th0/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, we have a pink stroller at our house, and Jaxon loves to push it around A LOT.&amp;nbsp; It's usually empty, but today he loaded up his favorite trains and cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Lp0Mueuzho0/TWxPzj5HyEI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NyYLN1_dsa4/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Lp0Mueuzho0/TWxPzj5HyEI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NyYLN1_dsa4/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He pushes the stroller in a circle through the kitchen, playroom and living room, but it was impossible to catch a good pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LDyu8NfOTWU/TWxQK_nTNPI/AAAAAAAAA10/6RXOKUPEeRo/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LDyu8NfOTWU/TWxQK_nTNPI/AAAAAAAAA10/6RXOKUPEeRo/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is what I see every Mon Night - our weekly Family Home Evening activity - Star Wars or Batman Wii.&amp;nbsp; It's the only activity we've had for the past 6-8 months.&amp;nbsp; Jayce asks me almost daily if it's FHE or scripture night, and of course he is only excited for FHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5bwjkalgQ2s/TWxQb1D2BQI/AAAAAAAAA14/jmYI0VJGp9Q/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5bwjkalgQ2s/TWxQb1D2BQI/AAAAAAAAA14/jmYI0VJGp9Q/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaxon does actually sit for the first 5-10 minutes and thinks he's playing along with his miniature Wii remote. The obsession starts early!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-107189804774409420?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/107189804774409420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=107189804774409420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/107189804774409420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/107189804774409420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s About Time...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4JonGpvg8Z8/TWxPdbvF7EI/AAAAAAAAA1s/8S5mOdy6th0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3746079481220875228</id><published>2011-01-10T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:34:07.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids say the craziest things...</title><content type='html'>The converstions were very short, but went like this - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce: "Mom, did you know we have a Butt at school?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "oh"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Pause waiting to hear where this was going)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce: "Yeah, BUT-ler Hall"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (It's the name of the fellowship hall at their school, a large empty room, where they play if the playground isn't available due to weather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if he learned anything else at school today, BUT he's recognizing different syllables :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_F52lhKI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jp7Oc0YC00Q/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_F52lhKI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jp7Oc0YC00Q/s320/032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blogs are better with pictures! Jayce's spider face, unfortunately I never have the camera with me, so I always have to wait til we get home, so it is a little smeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jayce also told me today that his friend Landon wasn't there, so he played with his other friend Corbin.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jayce: "Corbin always tries to get me to play basketball, but I tell him I don't have time for basketball."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jaeden: "Because you're too busy chasing girls."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jayce: "Yeah, I'm too busy chasing girls."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jaeden frequently tells us that he's going to marry Kate, a little girl in his class at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tonight I was preparing the next article of faith for them to learn.&amp;nbsp; I have them all written out with pictures, since neither of them actually read yet.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden tells me, "I'm going to do this with my kids. Kate's kids so they can learn their articles of faith."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I wonder how long this will last, since he's been telling us this for at least 6-9 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_dfnLu1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/GUa7U-zfQDs/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_dfnLu1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/GUa7U-zfQDs/s320/031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jaeden chose the closest thing to a vampire!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Of course, Jaxon isn't really talking yet, but he's the resident bully.&amp;nbsp; Don't even think of sitting on his little rocking horse, or he'll pull you off by grabbing the front of your shirt!!&amp;nbsp; which is done frequently to Jaeden and Jayce.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu-xpGjZbI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Oh3DyGAcVB4/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu-xpGjZbI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Oh3DyGAcVB4/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_xSIAwQI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dlcjraQeBVw/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_xSIAwQI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dlcjraQeBVw/s320/061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the perfect shirt for months!!!! "Watch Out I Bite"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He finally stopped biting me about 1 month ago, and it's been very nice!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3746079481220875228?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3746079481220875228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3746079481220875228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3746079481220875228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3746079481220875228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-kids-say-craziest-things.html' title='My kids say the craziest things...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSu_F52lhKI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jp7Oc0YC00Q/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8264142078464954979</id><published>2011-01-04T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:41:02.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Decade...</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&amp;nbsp; Several friends posted on facebook their big life events that have happened over the last decade, so I thought I would post ours here, since I don't ever change my FB status....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting in 2001...graduated from Baylor, moved to DC to start PA school, experienced 9/11 in DC, Joel and I met 2/14/02, engaged 8/8/02, Joel graduated from Utah, both of us moved to Texas, graduated from GW PA school, married 8/8/03, moved to Ohio, Joel started PA school 8/04, moved to a bigger apt, Jaeden was born, moved back to Texas, Joel graduated PA school, Joel started working :) and I started part time :), Jayce was born, Jaxon was born!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy 10 years - 3 kids, 4 graduations, and 5 moves!!&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the next 10 years... 2-3 more kids, 0 graduations and 1 final move!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just started building our home, and our final move should be this summer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPZdSc7sSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/46DkExYGDPU/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPZdSc7sSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/46DkExYGDPU/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPZ7Il5sSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/OeQa2f-tnEQ/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPZ7Il5sSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/OeQa2f-tnEQ/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing football on Thanksgiving!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8264142078464954979?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8264142078464954979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8264142078464954979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8264142078464954979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8264142078464954979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/past-decade.html' title='The Past Decade...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPZdSc7sSI/AAAAAAAAA1M/46DkExYGDPU/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5140220734748758286</id><published>2011-01-04T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:58:15.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckeye Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BY DAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPPVTlJHyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZWHLb4bMcTw/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPPVTlJHyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZWHLb4bMcTw/s320/029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND BY NIGHT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPPpo55rgI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xJWjt8q0JPI/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPPpo55rgI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xJWjt8q0JPI/s320/031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's amazing these pics aren't more blurry, as Jayce obviously can't say GO Buckeyes and be still at the same time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5140220734748758286?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5140220734748758286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5140220734748758286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5140220734748758286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5140220734748758286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/buckeye-pride.html' title='Buckeye Pride'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TSPPVTlJHyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ZWHLb4bMcTw/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7154806235458128535</id><published>2010-12-24T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:09:45.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the night before Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVcvgNja4I/AAAAAAAAA0o/-zZzz3L1xpI/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVcvgNja4I/AAAAAAAAA0o/-zZzz3L1xpI/s320/034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We enjoyed are usual Christmas Eve events this year...&amp;nbsp; Junie and Papa came over again to help us act out Luke 2, Matthew 2...the story of Jesus' birth.&amp;nbsp; We had discussed it earlier in the day, so the boys could pick out their parts.&amp;nbsp; Jayce wanted to be Joseph, and he wanted me to be Mary.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden decided to be a shepard, although he really wanted to be Jesus - but that went to Jaxon "babe on the move" NOT "babe, wrapped in swaddling clothes".&amp;nbsp; Jaeden picked out the stuffed sheep animal for his prop, and Jayce picked out a frog.&amp;nbsp; He informed us that Joseph rode to Bethlehem on a frog, and Mary walked.&amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;enjoyed hopping on the frog through the living room.&amp;nbsp;It's a good thing he wasn't the real Joseph!!&amp;nbsp; Junie played a wonderful angel, and Jaeden, Papa and Dad were wonderful wiseman!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVdgVjCQRI/AAAAAAAAA0w/lwef0XbKSC0/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVdgVjCQRI/AAAAAAAAA0w/lwef0XbKSC0/s320/077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVd5OlntoI/AAAAAAAAA00/TL071fJ0ByU/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVd5OlntoI/AAAAAAAAA00/TL071fJ0ByU/s320/078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Unfortunately, it's been raining most of the evening, and it's maybe the 3rd day it's rained in the last 3 months!! Anyways, the boys still made it outside to feed the reindeer, which they love to do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVdIPshmFI/AAAAAAAAA0s/RX3t9GWyT90/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVdIPshmFI/AAAAAAAAA0s/RX3t9GWyT90/s320/068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We set out a plate of cookies, and Dad asked if we should leave eggnog or milk for Santa.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden (who likes eggnog) said "Definitely milk, because Santa might puke on eggnog, and then we'd have Santa's puke here in the morning.&amp;nbsp; He would go, Ho! Ho! Blaaaahhh"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVeN59J3bI/AAAAAAAAA04/Ezdskc-tCeA/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVeN59J3bI/AAAAAAAAA04/Ezdskc-tCeA/s320/079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess that's just typical life with little boys!!! We also said good-bye to Rudolph Blitzen, our 'Elf on the Shelf' that they've loved the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVeowYcatI/AAAAAAAAA08/fzf1VW_N_UI/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVeowYcatI/AAAAAAAAA08/fzf1VW_N_UI/s320/080.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVfBa03yVI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QMdilh_Fdp8/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVfBa03yVI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QMdilh_Fdp8/s320/081.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Christmas tree in the end.&amp;nbsp; Joel and I only put silver and purple balls on the tree.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to see our decorations with all the pre-school artwork&amp;nbsp;and such added to the tree over the last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7154806235458128535?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7154806235458128535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7154806235458128535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7154806235458128535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7154806235458128535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the night before Christmas...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TRVcvgNja4I/AAAAAAAAA0o/-zZzz3L1xpI/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2110811213896846538</id><published>2010-12-13T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:39:06.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stuff</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had our usual family home evening. We discussed the 8th Article of Faith, both boys cans say the first 6 very well!&amp;nbsp; Joel then began telling the basic story of Jesus' birth. Mr. Know It All, aka Jaeden, was answering all the questions before they were asked. When Joel mentioned the 3 wisemen, Jaeden proceeded to tell us they brought gifts of gold, frankensteins, and myrrh.&amp;nbsp; We couldn't help but laugh.&amp;nbsp; I never knew frankenstein was that old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TQbYpi0OgyI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/EN_NM-FDEnQ/s1600/0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TQbYpi0OgyI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/EN_NM-FDEnQ/s320/0051.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden's 5 year old picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2110811213896846538?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2110811213896846538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2110811213896846538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2110811213896846538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2110811213896846538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TQbYpi0OgyI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/EN_NM-FDEnQ/s72-c/0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2843077834564003646</id><published>2010-11-19T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T20:58:07.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>The boys had their Thanksgiving Feast at school today and sang Turkey songs for the parents, including the Turkey dance, aka the Chicken Dance.&amp;nbsp;The boys both did a great job and sang most of the words.&amp;nbsp; Jax and I sat on the front row, and Jaxon found Jaeden after the first song and pointed to him and tried to get to him the rest of the time.&amp;nbsp; Jax was so excited to see his big brother. I of course forgot my camera, but probably would not have been able to take pictures while wrestling Jaxon anyways.&amp;nbsp; So I fortunately got a few when we got home and included their recent school work. They both made turkeys and had written what they are thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc2cTFW8oI/AAAAAAAAA0E/f7aKeuFvYSk/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc2cTFW8oI/AAAAAAAAA0E/f7aKeuFvYSk/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden's class wore Indian hats.&amp;nbsp; He's thankful for school, mommy, everything, house and daddy. Last year his turkey included orange juice, which he still NEVER drinks and gum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc2yM_JkCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/6kZQ2rDPOjM/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc2yM_JkCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/6kZQ2rDPOjM/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce is wearing his pilgrim hat. Jayce finally cooperated, although it wasn't easy trying to balance on the bench sideways with no hands!!&amp;nbsp; He's thankful for mommy, junie, grandpa, my bed and daddy.&amp;nbsp; The bed is funny, but his three favorite excuses heard daily are "I need to take a nap", "My belly hurts"&amp;nbsp;or "I'm tired of walking"&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;are all&amp;nbsp;used to avoid work, and he's only 3!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc3MURhg0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/CjkIGoUgaSA/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc3MURhg0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/CjkIGoUgaSA/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon wasn't interested in showing his face. He's are own special Turkey!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2843077834564003646?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2843077834564003646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2843077834564003646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2843077834564003646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2843077834564003646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOc2cTFW8oI/AAAAAAAAA0E/f7aKeuFvYSk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8408944669296663656</id><published>2010-11-14T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:55:52.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Funny Sayings and Doings....</title><content type='html'>Jaeden is always saying what he's going to be when he grows up, and it changes every hour.&amp;nbsp; Jayce continues to say he's going to be Darth Vader when he grows up, and that never changes.&amp;nbsp; Once while riding in the car, Joel asked Jayce if he was going to be Darth Vader&amp;nbsp;when he grew up, and Jayce responded with "You got it Daddy!"&amp;nbsp; It was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Jayce showed me his pjs with a little penguin on them, and said since it was my favorite animal, that he would give them to me when I was 2 or 3.&amp;nbsp; (Since that is when they would fit me of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon understands soooo much, but still says little.&amp;nbsp; Once while sitting on the couch, we told the older boys it was time for scriptures, which of course they ignored, but Jaxon immediately got off my lap and went to the shelf with the scriptures.&amp;nbsp; I guess he'll be the example for the older two!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ask Jax, if he wants milk, he instantly heads for the fridge.&amp;nbsp; Tonight we asked him if he was hungry, and he went to his highchair and tried to get in.&amp;nbsp; He's not talking, but can clearly tell us what he needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce is starting to learn his articles of faith and can now say the first 5.&amp;nbsp; I still don't believe that Jaeden was saying all 13 when he turned 3, and he still knows most with minimal prompting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Jayce who is favorite Star Wars character was, and he said "The ones that die"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have both been obsessed with Tom &amp;amp; Jerry since seeing the cartoon in the hotel while in DC.&amp;nbsp; They love to play Tom &amp;amp; Jerry together.&amp;nbsp; It has taken over, and replaced Dora.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden decided he was too old for Dora a few months ago, and this has taken it's place and stopped the morning fights about what to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCfZYmf-_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/E8QjduMCtEg/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCfZYmf-_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/E8QjduMCtEg/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCggfPdO1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/At68r8zn1Y8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCggfPdO1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/At68r8zn1Y8/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A random sweet moment, Jaeden was giving Jaxon a ride.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what they were looking at, Jaxon pointed at something and Jaeden just copied him.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8408944669296663656?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8408944669296663656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8408944669296663656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8408944669296663656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8408944669296663656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-funny-sayings-and-doings.html' title='Random Funny Sayings and Doings....'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCfZYmf-_I/AAAAAAAAAz8/E8QjduMCtEg/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6704447282374996333</id><published>2010-11-14T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:31:56.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>The boys had a blast trick or treating and trunk or treating!&amp;nbsp; I was horrible taking pictures and have waited to gather some from others so I could blog about halloween.&amp;nbsp; We had the church trunk-or-treat Saturday night, and the boys only hit half the trunks before getting tired.&amp;nbsp; I never thought Jayce would give up when candy was the goal.&amp;nbsp; I was shocked that Jaxon stayed dressed up all night.&amp;nbsp; Halloween night we went through my parent's neighborhood, and they had fun ringing the doorbells...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXKYn9X_I/AAAAAAAAAzo/vkDmsFrGS0o/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXKYn9X_I/AAAAAAAAAzo/vkDmsFrGS0o/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Baby Yoda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXetvUkUI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EauVbZ_j7lw/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXetvUkUI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EauVbZ_j7lw/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCarx_TQLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QCBDCqQFu0o/s1600/346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCarx_TQLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/QCBDCqQFu0o/s320/346.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCa_BHh25I/AAAAAAAAAz4/dCcOemh_NJk/s1600/349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCa_BHh25I/AAAAAAAAAz4/dCcOemh_NJk/s320/349.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce loves his Darth Vader helmet, and it's much easier to wear than the mask.&amp;nbsp; The helmet came from Jaeden's Darth Vader pinata at his party.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For any additional pictures, you can see Jaeden's birthday party.&amp;nbsp; He was Obi Wan Kenobi, and Joel and I dressed up for truck-or-treat but not on Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXxxYQ4gI/AAAAAAAAAzw/4KPCRTdFLO4/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXxxYQ4gI/AAAAAAAAAzw/4KPCRTdFLO4/s320/083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys in their skeleton shirts.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6704447282374996333?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6704447282374996333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6704447282374996333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6704447282374996333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6704447282374996333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TOCXKYn9X_I/AAAAAAAAAzo/vkDmsFrGS0o/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4816434830374002572</id><published>2010-10-30T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:53:54.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 1st birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw843QoG4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/NvcLr9QZf5E/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw843QoG4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/NvcLr9QZf5E/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw9WCLmfPI/AAAAAAAAAzg/5999zSBHc_E/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw9WCLmfPI/AAAAAAAAAzg/5999zSBHc_E/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw9qK6aNHI/AAAAAAAAAzk/B0NpzJASNDE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw9qK6aNHI/AAAAAAAAAzk/B0NpzJASNDE/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw7PZh7ZKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/HVRcqUL-skg/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw7PZh7ZKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/HVRcqUL-skg/s320/050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;12 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw7my6QdWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/zD912DiUA-w/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw7my6QdWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/zD912DiUA-w/s320/054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw77iK9veI/AAAAAAAAAzM/npQ8eOLTCk4/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw77iK9veI/AAAAAAAAAzM/npQ8eOLTCk4/s320/055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaxon had a great 1st birthday, although he didn't eat any cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw8pxY9a-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/pGastQrT6FQ/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw8pxY9a-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/pGastQrT6FQ/s320/048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness for big brothers who love to open presents!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4816434830374002572?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4816434830374002572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4816434830374002572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4816434830374002572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4816434830374002572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/jaxons-1st-birthday.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 1st birthday'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw843QoG4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/NvcLr9QZf5E/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8795559305676352058</id><published>2010-10-30T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:31:48.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden's 5th Birthday 9-29-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For those that follow my blog, you must know by now that it's definitely NOT chronological.&amp;nbsp; My goal was to blog their birthday's in order, which is why Jayce's was posted recently, so I could add these next two birthdays... (I would have his other two birthdays, but I'm still trying to consolidate all pics onto one computer, and his first two years aren't on this computer yet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw0yLca6CI/AAAAAAAAAyg/kJuNbNadMnI/s1600/d+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw0yLca6CI/AAAAAAAAAyg/kJuNbNadMnI/s320/d+072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaeden's 3rd birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw1EDUdVTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eIVr1BFH11Q/s1600/papa's+card+9-26-09+684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw1EDUdVTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/eIVr1BFH11Q/s320/papa's+card+9-26-09+684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaeden's 4th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw1bBU2V9I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1AweweMn3CI/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw1bBU2V9I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1AweweMn3CI/s320/038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaeden's 5th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boys love Star Wars, and discuss it nonstop!!!&amp;nbsp; They were both excited about the party, and everyone came dressed as their favorite character...The boys played several games, conquered a Jedi training course, and did countless Light-saber battles.&amp;nbsp; Overall, it was a blast.&amp;nbsp; Besides the R2D2 cake, they enjoyed light saber pretzels and Yoda Soda (sprite and lime sherbert).﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw3VUJ195I/AAAAAAAAAys/yFY2wc_R3AQ/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw3VUJ195I/AAAAAAAAAys/yFY2wc_R3AQ/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Obi Wan Kenobi and Darth Vader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw3u72kHvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/M84XtxY2MRA/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw3u72kHvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/M84XtxY2MRA/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Princess Leia and the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw4QenoqXI/AAAAAAAAAy0/662P4O_aGQQ/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw4QenoqXI/AAAAAAAAAy0/662P4O_aGQQ/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaeden on the Jedi training course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw4y7VaxOI/AAAAAAAAAy4/fzZBI7FpjXQ/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw4y7VaxOI/AAAAAAAAAy4/fzZBI7FpjXQ/s320/032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Darth Maul stopped by for a battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw5EWGyHzI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ywno3rvvYwg/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw5EWGyHzI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ywno3rvvYwg/s320/042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaxon woke up for the 2nd half of the party and joined in as General Grievous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw5WgvBPUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/BxQWxyosq6w/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw5WgvBPUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/BxQWxyosq6w/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Jaeden got several star wars guns for his birthday and dressed up as a Storm Trooper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8795559305676352058?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8795559305676352058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8795559305676352058' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8795559305676352058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8795559305676352058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/jaedens-5th-birthday-9-29-10.html' title='Jaeden&apos;s 5th Birthday 9-29-10'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TMw0yLca6CI/AAAAAAAAAyg/kJuNbNadMnI/s72-c/d+072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-785469345129566216</id><published>2010-10-15T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:51:07.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After we got back from San Diego, Jorgy and G came to visit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkCslJzNyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Ue2z5v1M3I/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkCslJzNyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Ue2z5v1M3I/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jayce with a real cake. He picked out all the candles - from previous bdays - firetrucks, pirates, and the #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkCwtCyutI/AAAAAAAAAyU/CuAY61EecTQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkCwtCyutI/AAAAAAAAAyU/CuAY61EecTQ/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys with their Grandpas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkDKt4gFzI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-eU44YeOPLg/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkDKt4gFzI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-eU44YeOPLg/s320/005.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce and G, while opening gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkDHLg8bCI/AAAAAAAAAyY/yDB_bw-h_v8/s1600/329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkDHLg8bCI/AAAAAAAAAyY/yDB_bw-h_v8/s320/329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New dress-up clothes from Grandma Junie.&amp;nbsp; The boys love dressing up, but we hate that they call their dress-up clothes "dresses."&amp;nbsp; In a house with 3 boys, there are very few dresses.&amp;nbsp; They don't seem to hear the difference between dress and dress-up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-785469345129566216?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/785469345129566216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=785469345129566216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/785469345129566216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/785469345129566216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/may-2010.html' title='May 2010'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkCslJzNyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1Ue2z5v1M3I/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1359518570486217089</id><published>2010-10-15T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:35:43.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce's 3rd bday 5-14-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated Jayce's 3rd birthday while in San Diego.&amp;nbsp; We went to IHOP for breakfast, and Jayce loved being sung to by the waiters, and of course the free ice cream for breakfast was also a hit!!&amp;nbsp; Jaeden keeps asking when we're going back to San Diego, and recently he asked Jayce if he wanted to celebrate every birthday in San Diego, which Jayce said "Yes!"&amp;nbsp; What fun it would be if we could celebrate every birthday in San Diego.&amp;nbsp; Jayce has always been Mr. Independent; thankfully he was second or we'd still be doing everything for Jaeden.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden didn't want to do anything for himself until he saw his little brother doing things without help - getting dressed, eating, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8Xce77qI/AAAAAAAAAxw/IIw0FKqaFug/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8Xce77qI/AAAAAAAAAxw/IIw0FKqaFug/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Jayce frequently looked after getting himself dressed - all backwards.&amp;nbsp; He's improved greatly in the last&amp;nbsp;5 months!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce picked all the activities on his birthday - We of course started with LegoLand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj9G2S4dBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/sL1-JthNXhw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj9G2S4dBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/sL1-JthNXhw/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shooting water guns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj80BvlvCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/RLnAZtrvTbg/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj80BvlvCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/RLnAZtrvTbg/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jousting, made of Legos, and of course the ride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8fWbzKQI/AAAAAAAAAx0/VUcWQvFbBp4/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8fWbzKQI/AAAAAAAAAx0/VUcWQvFbBp4/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Couldn't forget a favorite ride, with the grumpy old troll from 3 Billy Goats Gruff...His favorite book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkAd82xfqI/AAAAAAAAAyM/aNd1Z1h6CCA/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLkAd82xfqI/AAAAAAAAAyM/aNd1Z1h6CCA/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And driving a boat, before we headed to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj83i_q_YI/AAAAAAAAAyA/j9wbXDKpBVc/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj83i_q_YI/AAAAAAAAAyA/j9wbXDKpBVc/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We only went to the beach once while there, but I thought it was rather cold.&amp;nbsp; (Jaeden with his splint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj87cvNAZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/xR5bk8-bvcc/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj87cvNAZI/AAAAAAAAAyE/xR5bk8-bvcc/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce freezing after getting his feet a little wet, as seen above I was too cold to be in just my swimsuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8PQBc1QI/AAAAAAAAAxs/b02CnwCvm9g/s1600/013+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8PQBc1QI/AAAAAAAAAxs/b02CnwCvm9g/s320/013+(2).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce's yummy birthday cake!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8wWE115I/AAAAAAAAAx4/jrtcstcRDCc/s1600/016+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8wWE115I/AAAAAAAAAx4/jrtcstcRDCc/s320/016+(2).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the day ended with presents, still some of their favorite - StarWars lego minifigures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1359518570486217089?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1359518570486217089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1359518570486217089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1359518570486217089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1359518570486217089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/jayces-3rd-bday-5-14-10.html' title='Jayce&apos;s 3rd bday 5-14-10'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TLj8Xce77qI/AAAAAAAAAxw/IIw0FKqaFug/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2989460018495954877</id><published>2010-10-04T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:11:25.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaWorld San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys loved, loved, loved SeaWorld, but not has much as LegoLand.&amp;nbsp; They enjoyed seeing some of their favorite animals.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFHyBSGlI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zTGh3xa2Fno/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFHyBSGlI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zTGh3xa2Fno/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our first stop was the dolphins. Unfortunately, there wasn't a dolphin show when we were there :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFPXyRr1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/9twB3u3g2Vw/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFPXyRr1I/AAAAAAAAAxE/9twB3u3g2Vw/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy and the boys at the sting ray pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFWwE8BhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/gB7ybAbzzCU/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFWwE8BhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/gB7ybAbzzCU/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Waiting to see Shamu and friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFeGcr_FI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nh_MOecWorE/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFeGcr_FI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nh_MOecWorE/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaeden and Jayce still talk about Shamu.&amp;nbsp; All killer whales are Shamu according to Jaeden. We sat at the top of the splash zone and got a little wet. Jayce did NOT like getting splashed!!&amp;nbsp; But I think he got a little salt water in his mouth??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFs5wilzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/CRqwbeM1xv8/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFs5wilzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/CRqwbeM1xv8/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our usual mode of travel, in front of the flamingos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqF0Ok14oI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0d7gB7xiAgk/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqF0Ok14oI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0d7gB7xiAgk/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jayce's favorite animal is the sea lion, and he was so excited to feed them some fish.&amp;nbsp; They both used the feeders as well as threw fish over. Jayce was hilarious because when he threw his fish over the sea lion dove into the water to get it.&amp;nbsp; Jayce thought he killed the sea lion, and kept talking about killing the sea lion.&amp;nbsp; We just laughed as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqF7KYPyTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jlGxYHoBTw8/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqF7KYPyTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jlGxYHoBTw8/s320/028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jaeden throwing his fish, the sea lion actually caught it!! (and didn't die in the water :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGCTVQvZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/c8NRXTTCgAc/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGCTVQvZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/c8NRXTTCgAc/s320/031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They had a large play area the boys loved!!&amp;nbsp; They ran forever on these bridges.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGJn0CI0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/Ob6MY4T0fvY/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGJn0CI0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/Ob6MY4T0fvY/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Jaxon - 6 months, and he's now about to celebrate his 1st birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGRWBlTXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/r0EQppsqYU4/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqGRWBlTXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/r0EQppsqYU4/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿The comical Sea Lion show. Jayce's favorite, and where our camera took it's final picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, the day ended with Jaeden falling off of something while playing in the kid area and breaking his left arm. When he fell he screamed, "I broke my arm."&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, it was a minimal break, and we were able to find someone the next&amp;nbsp; morning to splint his arm, so we could enjoy the rest of our vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2989460018495954877?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2989460018495954877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2989460018495954877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2989460018495954877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2989460018495954877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/seaworld-san-diego.html' title='SeaWorld San Diego'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKqFHyBSGlI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zTGh3xa2Fno/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4559422833883457954</id><published>2010-10-04T20:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:48:07.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of our San Diego Trip (May 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿So, for those that actually follow our blog...&amp;nbsp; do you remember I was able to blog the first day of our trip thanks to all 3 boys sleeping at the same time for over one hour!!&amp;nbsp; Which of course is to never happen again.&amp;nbsp; Well, there are many reasons that I never finished...our camera broke on our way out there and died 2 days later. Shortly after the demise of our ancient camera (6 years old, which is ancient for digital cameras), we had our first broken bone - Jaeden's arm. Then, Jayce turned three and we were on our way back home. Life happens, (our computer broke and needed replacing), and summers are soooooo much busier. I've done good remembering to post each month for Jaxon.&amp;nbsp; So, in short what's been happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our second day in San Diego was spent at the condo - relaxing.&amp;nbsp; Just outside our door was a castle like playground, that the boys loved!!!&amp;nbsp; There was also a swimming pool, but I thought it was freezing. The highs were around 75, and we had been use to 95+ weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp7AMNMmOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/menjKlSXSM8/s1600/a+(17).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp7AMNMmOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/menjKlSXSM8/s320/a+(17).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6Rrr5zAI/AAAAAAAAAws/EhPKs615gSs/s1600/a+(19).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6Rrr5zAI/AAAAAAAAAws/EhPKs615gSs/s320/a+(19).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoying the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6Uqu2AzI/AAAAAAAAAww/hqhsZA0Y-1s/s1600/a+(24).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6Uqu2AzI/AAAAAAAAAww/hqhsZA0Y-1s/s320/a+(24).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6W1laDxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/YXImjVkFu3Q/s1600/a+(26).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6W1laDxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/YXImjVkFu3Q/s320/a+(26).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 doors down from our condo was the activity center.&amp;nbsp; The boys love air hockey!&amp;nbsp; They practiced some fooseball, and attempted ping pong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6ZsB7mvI/AAAAAAAAAw4/9j7jF76D7to/s1600/a+(27).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp6ZsB7mvI/AAAAAAAAAw4/9j7jF76D7to/s320/a+(27).JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿There were large flower fields right next to where we stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4559422833883457954?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4559422833883457954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4559422833883457954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4559422833883457954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4559422833883457954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/rest-of-our-san-diego-trip-may-2010.html' title='The rest of our San Diego Trip (May 2010)'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TKp7AMNMmOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/menjKlSXSM8/s72-c/a+(17).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4951912709255882806</id><published>2010-09-17T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:41:31.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 11 months...</title><content type='html'>and he's finally started walking!!&amp;nbsp; As mentioned in last months post, I had predicted he would be walking before 11 months.&amp;nbsp; He's been taking 3-5 steps alone for almost a&amp;nbsp;month, but I was getting worried my prediction wouldn't come true.&amp;nbsp; However, on Monday he finally really "let go" and started walking!!&amp;nbsp; He's doing great now.&amp;nbsp; He's still not really saying anything. I think he tries to say or sign "down" which we say for getting out of the high chair when he's all done eating. He still loves to say Da and occasionally will say Ma.&lt;br /&gt;So far, Jaxon was the last one to move/crawl and the first one to walk.&amp;nbsp; Jayce took his first solo steps 4 days before he turned 11 months, Jax started walking 4 days before he turned 11 months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQW0bQev3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4BrKakNQ0W4/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQW0bQev3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4BrKakNQ0W4/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQYHZTGAHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9ytdwdTvq_o/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQYHZTGAHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9ytdwdTvq_o/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXwmRvOvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lK1B91Jv9tE/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXwmRvOvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lK1B91Jv9tE/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden pulled out their chairs so "They could watch the cars go by." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My thought was are you 4 or 74?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXCi1syeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PKvzNep46wY/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXCi1syeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PKvzNep46wY/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXT7XQc1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/i6ZxFORjMfQ/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQXT7XQc1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/i6ZxFORjMfQ/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4951912709255882806?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4951912709255882806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4951912709255882806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4951912709255882806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4951912709255882806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/jaxons-11-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 11 months...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TJQW0bQev3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4BrKakNQ0W4/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6820817301807899093</id><published>2010-08-18T20:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:52:40.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 10 months!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe how fast he is growing up.&amp;nbsp; Jaxon is into everything these days.&amp;nbsp; He can stand alone, but if he realizes he's not holding on to something he instantly sits down or reaches for something to hold. He's taken one or two steps without holding on.&amp;nbsp; I assume he'll be walking everywhere before he's 11 months.&amp;nbsp; He crawls, but does not have the speed the other two had when crawling.&amp;nbsp; He started signing 'more' over the last month, which has helped to decrease his insistent screaming, which was his first method of communicating 'want' or 'need' something.&amp;nbsp; My ears greatly appreciate his ability to sign.&amp;nbsp; He's still a super happy baby and loves to play with his brothers. He also&amp;nbsp;loves to give kisses. Jaxon is loved by his brothers. Jaeden still says frequently "I want to keep Jaxon."&amp;nbsp; I always tell him Jaxon's not going anywhere. I never posted Jaxon's stats from his 9 month visit.&amp;nbsp; He was 30" still 95% for height and 20 lbs 2 oz.&amp;nbsp; He's finally slimming down some - 40% for weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyIO8IWRTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/9iK6TBnQ2Lo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyIO8IWRTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/9iK6TBnQ2Lo/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyIlgeRJOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lMVmoUCH6tM/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyIlgeRJOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lMVmoUCH6tM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon's first visit to the mall playground since being mobile - so much fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyJOaOPUoI/AAAAAAAAAvw/q0WsSFMmIxI/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyJOaOPUoI/AAAAAAAAAvw/q0WsSFMmIxI/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fun in the sun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyI4-mOFBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m-oylSDesbg/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyI4-mOFBI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m-oylSDesbg/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The second group of bruises from Jaxon insisting that my shoulder was for teething!!&amp;nbsp; The first bruise was much worse. I'm just glad his teething has slowed a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6820817301807899093?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6820817301807899093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6820817301807899093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6820817301807899093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6820817301807899093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/jaxons-10-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 10 months!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TGyIO8IWRTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/9iK6TBnQ2Lo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-936379862210016584</id><published>2010-08-03T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:59:32.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Like to Look for Rainbows"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjG6P152RI/AAAAAAAAAvA/st_bYZ8l6Ps/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjG6P152RI/AAAAAAAAAvA/st_bYZ8l6Ps/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjGq9nw7iI/AAAAAAAAAu4/RnuJ7a1jVBM/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjGq9nw7iI/AAAAAAAAAu4/RnuJ7a1jVBM/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, we had my cousin Whitney come stay with us for 5 days.&amp;nbsp; The boys (including Joel) &amp;nbsp;had a blast.&amp;nbsp; They love having a friend to play with, and Joel loves having someone else to play video games with, since I will only play for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; On our drive home from dropping Whitney off, my mom and I saw 2 rainbows!&amp;nbsp; It was an amazing sight, and reminded me of one of my favorite Primary songs.&amp;nbsp; It's very hard to see but the second rainbow arcs above the obvious one, and you can maybe see it in the first picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjIq9GX9tI/AAAAAAAAAvI/lzye2QuqczM/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjIq9GX9tI/AAAAAAAAAvI/lzye2QuqczM/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess we didn't get out the camera while Whit was here, except at Chuck E Cheese. She's in the black shirt, Zach, Jayce, Jaeden and grandma Junie are all helping to win the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjI-WbIvpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vDqgBpGCitM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjI-WbIvpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vDqgBpGCitM/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon and I were there too!!&amp;nbsp; He loved this little car - inside and out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-936379862210016584?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/936379862210016584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=936379862210016584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/936379862210016584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/936379862210016584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-like-to-look-for-rainbows.html' title='&quot;I Like to Look for Rainbows&quot;'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjG6P152RI/AAAAAAAAAvA/st_bYZ8l6Ps/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5668345420990072567</id><published>2010-08-03T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:45:35.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When regular fighting gets to easy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Every evening the boys love to wrestle and play-fight.&amp;nbsp; Last week they decided things were getting too easy, and they needed a challenge.&amp;nbsp; Not really, but this is how they decided to go at it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjFOBQbzMI/AAAAAAAAAug/Or7iUaKCKCo/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjFOBQbzMI/AAAAAAAAAug/Or7iUaKCKCo/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjFlPvaYeI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wwA7w3ehDz4/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjFlPvaYeI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wwA7w3ehDz4/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjF5sezUcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tJ9xkLVfI8M/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjF5sezUcI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tJ9xkLVfI8M/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was pretty comical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5668345420990072567?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5668345420990072567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5668345420990072567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5668345420990072567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5668345420990072567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-regular-fighting-gets-to-easy.html' title='When regular fighting gets to easy....'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TFjFOBQbzMI/AAAAAAAAAug/Or7iUaKCKCo/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3744133015344418629</id><published>2010-07-20T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:37:32.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 9 months!!</title><content type='html'>Jaxon's turned 9 months with the CHICKEN POX!!&amp;nbsp; Yes, the chicken pox.&amp;nbsp; Everyone remembers having them as a kid, but the vaccines been around for almost 15 years, so it's pretty rare now. So, where did they come from??&amp;nbsp; Well, sad to say, it was from me.&amp;nbsp; For whatever reason, I had a mild case of shingles (which is a re-activation of having chicken pox earlier in life) about one month ago.&amp;nbsp; The only benefit is that I've saved him from 2 shots.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Jaxon still loves to stand and is cruising around the couch and table regularly. He occasionally tries to stand alone, but it's very brief.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Jaxon's saying lots of sounds and is saying 'Mama'.&amp;nbsp; He likes to babble mamamama, but is also starting to connect it with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally, the third child says Mama before dada :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZO-SDjG_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/eRZ4aiRDHeY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZO-SDjG_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/eRZ4aiRDHeY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZNZrpJFtI/AAAAAAAAAuA/MX1q8VvbPRY/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZNZrpJFtI/AAAAAAAAAuA/MX1q8VvbPRY/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZOAS1HbNI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/5vOe9fMdWqY/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZOAS1HbNI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/5vOe9fMdWqY/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Working his way around the chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZNtztKPDI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZG22U5aMxtA/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZNtztKPDI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZG22U5aMxtA/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, it was a mild case of chicken pox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3744133015344418629?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3744133015344418629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3744133015344418629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3744133015344418629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3744133015344418629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/jaxons-9-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 9 months!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TEZO-SDjG_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/eRZ4aiRDHeY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2445472477869807827</id><published>2010-06-29T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:56:40.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's Standing</title><content type='html'>Once Jaxon decided it was time to move, he did everything at once - belly crawl, pull to stand and cruise.&amp;nbsp; He's still working to improve it all, but he's moving more and more.&amp;nbsp; I tried to get a few pics with him standing, but most turned out very blurry!&amp;nbsp; It's hard to take a picture and try to make sure your baby doesn't fall flat on his face.&amp;nbsp; He actually turned himself around so that he was leaning on the fireplace. &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjDi6P_tI/AAAAAAAAAto/UXAuMWKh374/s1600/1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjDi6P_tI/AAAAAAAAAto/UXAuMWKh374/s320/1315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying to get his super smile, which can be seen a little through the blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjK0NYjTI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ONRbVyz2rAs/s1600/1317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjK0NYjTI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ONRbVyz2rAs/s320/1317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjRkXaEuI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vCT54bI1kZI/s1600/1318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjRkXaEuI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vCT54bI1kZI/s320/1318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Proof that I really was trying to prevent a fall, and therefore, have super blurry pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqi5_1v5bI/AAAAAAAAAtg/rKk-YVkulrY/s1600/1322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqi5_1v5bI/AAAAAAAAAtg/rKk-YVkulrY/s320/1322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, once I solved the blur factor, he would not look at me or smile!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2445472477869807827?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2445472477869807827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2445472477869807827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2445472477869807827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2445472477869807827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/jaxons-standing.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s Standing'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqjDi6P_tI/AAAAAAAAAto/UXAuMWKh374/s72-c/1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5242032588352081668</id><published>2010-06-29T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:32:54.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce's Slogan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqeSyieYbI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CKA0tRyBbfw/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqeSyieYbI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CKA0tRyBbfw/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As mentioned in previous posts, Jayce is our resident menace. His favorite saying lately is "You fix it! We break it!!"&amp;nbsp; Yes, it sounds like Handy Manny (which they rarely watch).&amp;nbsp; But he loves to destroy things and make things fall apart. I'm not sure how he came up with this backwards saying, but it makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above pic is from May when we had a picnic at the Houston Temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5242032588352081668?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5242032588352081668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5242032588352081668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5242032588352081668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5242032588352081668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/jayces-slogan.html' title='Jayce&apos;s Slogan'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TCqeSyieYbI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CKA0tRyBbfw/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2335928576104676809</id><published>2010-06-20T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T10:07:07.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce is 3!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4qcxfYtPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/WsWmuXRcuio/s1600/P5170605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4qcxfYtPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/WsWmuXRcuio/s320/P5170605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4q7iyWT8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/rC41GkRi8F0/s1600/papa%27s+card+9-26-09+519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4q7iyWT8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/rC41GkRi8F0/s320/papa%27s+card+9-26-09+519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4sanlyVqI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Cg28_jTbBQA/s1600/0088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4sanlyVqI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Cg28_jTbBQA/s320/0088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jayce!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jayce is still our resident Menace.&amp;nbsp; He makes us laugh everyday with is funny comments and actions.&amp;nbsp; He currently loves Darth Vader and Star Wars.&amp;nbsp; He still enjoys watching Dora and battling his big brother.&amp;nbsp; He's our bug man, and loves to find and pick up bugs and worms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2335928576104676809?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2335928576104676809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2335928576104676809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2335928576104676809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2335928576104676809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/jayce-is-3.html' title='Jayce is 3!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/TB4qcxfYtPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/WsWmuXRcuio/s72-c/P5170605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7619569909917441430</id><published>2010-06-17T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:45:56.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 8 Months!!</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how fast they grow up!&amp;nbsp; Jaxon's 8 months - Today!!&amp;nbsp; I finally remembered to blog on the actual day :) But it could be because I missed his 7 months, as well as Jayce's 3 years - Much still to blog about from this past month!! This last week Jax has decided to move. He wasn't going anywhere Saturday, and now he's belly crawling across the floor. He also loves to stand and is even trying to cruise a little. He's pulled to stand for a few weeks, but is really loving to play standing up now.&amp;nbsp; Before he turned 7 months he started making baba sounds, but now his favorite thing is to blow raspberries and get everyone and everything wet with spit!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7619569909917441430?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7619569909917441430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7619569909917441430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7619569909917441430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7619569909917441430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/jaxons-8-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 8 Months!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8707616893843410300</id><published>2010-05-11T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:36:29.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Legoland continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nL22jWV_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Rn973OayYDE/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nL22jWV_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Rn973OayYDE/s320/028.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had fun on the kiddie size log flume, luckily you really don't get wet, since I also had to ride this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nL-GfSu1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/OqIIyWDUiU8/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nL-GfSu1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/OqIIyWDUiU8/s320/029.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nME4WpPcI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Gal2yygKkrw/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nME4WpPcI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Gal2yygKkrw/s320/030.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures really do say 1,000 words.&amp;nbsp; Above Jaeden is smiling, you can see Jayce to the side stomping in anger.&amp;nbsp; Because Jaeden would not let him in there at the same time. Hence, Jayce is 'no smiles' for his lego-shark picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nMI6KwdqI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/u97CetadeW0/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nMI6KwdqI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/u97CetadeW0/s320/031.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nMLtwWY0I/AAAAAAAAAsY/q7Z0SHTnbTM/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nMLtwWY0I/AAAAAAAAAsY/q7Z0SHTnbTM/s320/032.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They each drove their own car around the race track.&amp;nbsp; They were by far the best drivers.&amp;nbsp; We were even impressed how well Jayce drove.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden's an expert from driving his&amp;nbsp;Ford Truck&amp;nbsp;at home, but Jayce is horrible when driving their truck around in the backyard.&amp;nbsp; So, not sure where his sudden skills came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The funniest thing Jayce did came shortly after this ride. I asked him if he needed to go potty and he said yes, then just pulled his pants and underwear down right in the middle of the path. Luckily Joel saw him, pulled up his pants and ran him to the bathroom. Fortunately, there's been no accidents. He's been potty trained for one month, but right before we left he started having lots of accidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8707616893843410300?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8707616893843410300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8707616893843410300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8707616893843410300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8707616893843410300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/legoland-continued.html' title='Legoland continued...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nL22jWV_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Rn973OayYDE/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3605737197459828453</id><published>2010-05-11T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:26:47.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "first" Family Trip</title><content type='html'>So, we finally made it out to San Diego/Carlsbad, CA.&amp;nbsp; We planned our trip right after Jaxon was born, and Jaeden's been counting the months and days til we arrived.&amp;nbsp; We arrived Sunday after a 3 hour flight and 1.5 hour car trip.&amp;nbsp; All the boys traveled very well. I don't think Jaxon made a single peep on the flight.&amp;nbsp; He did sleep through take off and landing, both naps totaling no more than 40 mins, and was wide awake the rest of the trip!&amp;nbsp; Jaxon's naps are getting shorter and shorter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nGUTrun8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/7VsaVa6ffS4/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nGUTrun8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/7VsaVa6ffS4/s320/007.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nGX2KnhOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/nV5h-KWbvCY/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nGX2KnhOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/nV5h-KWbvCY/s320/008.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(of course, all the letters are made from legos)&lt;/div&gt;The whole excitement for coming to San Diego was to go to Legoland, so of course our first day was spent from open to close at Legoland. The boys had a blast, and were able to ride everything. Most things they rode 2 and 3 times.&amp;nbsp; Joel and the boys had already looked at the park online and knew which rides they wanted first.&amp;nbsp; Of course, their favorite was 'The Royal Joust'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nG6eHabLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1C5BavuFhdU/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nG6eHabLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1C5BavuFhdU/s320/014.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nG9fLExSI/AAAAAAAAArA/Tx2R7rTZjvU/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nG9fLExSI/AAAAAAAAArA/Tx2R7rTZjvU/s320/016.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden insisted on only riding this green one.&amp;nbsp;We were a little worried that Jayce would not be able to ride.&amp;nbsp; The height said 36" (Jayce is 37-38"), but you are suppose to be 4 years old. So, Joel coached the boys. Jayce learned that he was 4, and Jaeden said he was 5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So maybe there was a little lying, but we didn't have to hold a screaming Jayce.&amp;nbsp; When they asked Jayce "how old are you?", he said 4 without a problem. We wouldn't have let him on, if we really thought there would be a problem. I think they each rode a minimum of 5 times, and of course absolutely loved it.&amp;nbsp; Each time, Jayce got off, he said, "I didn't fall of the horse!" Below a picture of the rival Black Knight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJlrOZq9I/AAAAAAAAAro/N8eO9DsulyM/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJlrOZq9I/AAAAAAAAAro/N8eO9DsulyM/s320/017.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nId3Sr79I/AAAAAAAAArI/E6SGY4fEeKs/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nId3Sr79I/AAAAAAAAArI/E6SGY4fEeKs/s320/023.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nIgzY08SI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9lmB7xEVhO0/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nIgzY08SI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9lmB7xEVhO0/s320/026.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the favorite areas was the pirate village.&amp;nbsp; They loved this pirate boat where they shot water and water was shot and sprayed at them.&amp;nbsp; They got fairly wet!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJWM70A1I/AAAAAAAAArY/o98D5VFSr_c/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJWM70A1I/AAAAAAAAArY/o98D5VFSr_c/s320/009.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJba6eFCI/AAAAAAAAArg/PjXGEiOec00/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nJba6eFCI/AAAAAAAAArg/PjXGEiOec00/s320/010.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures of Miniland USA - all from legos. One of the best lines of the day came from Jaeden.&amp;nbsp; We were walking through miniland, and they have statues/busts of famous people.&amp;nbsp; I said these are presidents - the first 3 were at least&amp;nbsp;- washington, lincoln etc. Jaeden said, "Where's President Monson?" Joel and I started laughing, because of course, Jaeden only thinks of Pres. related to the church. He has no clue about the US government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3605737197459828453?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3605737197459828453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3605737197459828453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3605737197459828453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3605737197459828453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-first-family-trip.html' title='Our &quot;first&quot; Family Trip'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-nGUTrun8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/7VsaVa6ffS4/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3420036101009318265</id><published>2010-05-04T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:24:33.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Predators</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I finally caught a picture of our backyard predator.&amp;nbsp; We see it about once a week, but this was my first opportunity to capture it's picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-DH6vw2QhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/smxx8T_RCNE/s1600/hawk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-DH6vw2QhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/smxx8T_RCNE/s320/hawk.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, it's a hawk.&amp;nbsp; I saw it fly through our yard 5 feet off the ground earlier this afternoon, and then I happened to look out our back door tonight,and it was sitting there perfectly, begging me to take it's picture. I didn't even have to ask him to center himself perfectly between the two trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3420036101009318265?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3420036101009318265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3420036101009318265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3420036101009318265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3420036101009318265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/predators.html' title='Predators'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S-DH6vw2QhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/smxx8T_RCNE/s72-c/hawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6234155220900316025</id><published>2010-05-03T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:02:19.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the brothers meet to play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S98qcaLPz7I/AAAAAAAAAqY/PnqgsnHNAWY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S98qcaLPz7I/AAAAAAAAAqY/PnqgsnHNAWY/s320/002.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a very common occurrence at our house.&amp;nbsp; When they hear that Jaxon's awake, they run to greet him. It's very helpful since they keep him happy and content for awhile before I go to rescue the little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Also, Jaxon's finally cut his first tooth (on the bottom)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6234155220900316025?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6234155220900316025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6234155220900316025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6234155220900316025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6234155220900316025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-brothers-meet-to-play.html' title='Where the brothers meet to play'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S98qcaLPz7I/AAAAAAAAAqY/PnqgsnHNAWY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2103973539569730727</id><published>2010-04-24T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:23:50.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 6 Months</title><content type='html'>...and 1 week, but who's counting.&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd already posted his 6 months, but I guess the last month just flew by too quickly.&amp;nbsp; Jaxon is rolling all over now and still loves to eat!!!&amp;nbsp; He weighed in at 18 lbs 6 oz and was 28.5 inches.&amp;nbsp; 75% for weight and 95% for height.&amp;nbsp; Maybe he'll keep slimming down - my back sure would love it!!&amp;nbsp; As for comparison he's practically the same size as Jaeden and Jayce at 12 months.&amp;nbsp; Jax likes to be entertained all the time. He's not one for being left alone, and if he is, he will always let you know where to find him!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Sorry for no recent pics, you'll have to refer to his haircut post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2103973539569730727?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2103973539569730727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2103973539569730727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2103973539569730727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2103973539569730727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/jaxons-6-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 6 Months'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-9045204034638331355</id><published>2010-04-24T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:14:26.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While mom's away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the boys pick out their own clothes, which is not a good thing.&amp;nbsp; Jayce loves to pick out what shirt he's wearing, and Jaeden could careless. Jaeden does attempt to match clothes, but it rarely works.&amp;nbsp; The other day Jaeden tried to tell me his red shirt matched his red shorts. I had to inform him that it doesn't work that way - 2 totally different reds. Anyways, while I was at the dentist, Jaeden put together the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NBqdzkLoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iafkAoCuOfU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NBqdzkLoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iafkAoCuOfU/s320/003.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NByDqWT_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/sZ7TKRryW5Q/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NByDqWT_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/sZ7TKRryW5Q/s320/004.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was obviously still in his pajamas, and it was his idea to put his foot up on their "new" fire hydrant sprinkler and hose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NB56JqfGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/b2-6_w3o2Do/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NB56JqfGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/b2-6_w3o2Do/s320/002.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NCBYrOPkI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gTmscq4bnWo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NCBYrOPkI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gTmscq4bnWo/s320/001.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure why Jayce's pajamas don't match, but he's wearing the football helmet we made for Jaeden's 2nd halloween in 2006, and it's on backwards.&amp;nbsp; It would never stay on his head so we had to add the chin strap, which works great and can be tightened very easily. Both boys insist on wearing their helmets while playing football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-9045204034638331355?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9045204034638331355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=9045204034638331355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/9045204034638331355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/9045204034638331355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/while-moms-away.html' title='While mom&apos;s away...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S9NBqdzkLoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iafkAoCuOfU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2552686544444766923</id><published>2010-04-14T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:40:39.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden's 1st Soccer Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jaeden had a blast at his first game, and continues to tell us how excited he is to be playing Soccer. He actually did very well his first game - He made 2 or 3 goals, thanks to the goalie that just stood there doing nothing. He always knew which direction the ball should be going, and he defended 3 goals when he was goalie. And one ball he stopped in the air. Overall, he looked great at his first game!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZeoSTtRhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jcOrtXak-34/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZeoSTtRhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jcOrtXak-34/s320/004.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lined up before the game with his team and coach, Jaeden was captain for this game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfCVpcWiI/AAAAAAAAApY/x1z0fL4YRL8/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfCVpcWiI/AAAAAAAAApY/x1z0fL4YRL8/s320/012.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not afraid to get in there and steal the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZflwZ_0HI/AAAAAAAAApw/WykFmhpfwtE/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZflwZ_0HI/AAAAAAAAApw/WykFmhpfwtE/s320/024.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Running to keep the ball going in the right direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfWKV5AWI/AAAAAAAAApg/AaxtSDV2BVU/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfWKV5AWI/AAAAAAAAApg/AaxtSDV2BVU/s320/011.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It rained right before the game, and he slipped when trying to get the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfeDD6-UI/AAAAAAAAApo/b-ara4sts1U/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZfeDD6-UI/AAAAAAAAApo/b-ara4sts1U/s320/017.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right before his goal, as you can see the goalie was not interested in doing her job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2552686544444766923?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2552686544444766923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2552686544444766923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2552686544444766923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2552686544444766923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/jaedens-1st-soccer-game.html' title='Jaeden&apos;s 1st Soccer Game'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8ZeoSTtRhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jcOrtXak-34/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1822156896773573887</id><published>2010-04-13T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:50:34.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When do you cut a baby boy's hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you wait until he's One year old,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrWAYwKvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-vceym--EoY/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrWAYwKvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-vceym--EoY/s320/025.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrfyXqPlI/AAAAAAAAAog/hESnlg09sSM/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrfyXqPlI/AAAAAAAAAog/hESnlg09sSM/s320/026.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrnB5jzHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/23_ShbcMGoc/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrnB5jzHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/23_ShbcMGoc/s320/027.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or do you cut it when it's over 4 inches long???&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon's hair is super crazy, but now that an inch has been cut, it's a little more tame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrsHoOF5I/AAAAAAAAAow/xEG6j23aMLs/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrsHoOF5I/AAAAAAAAAow/xEG6j23aMLs/s320/028.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrxcuP2MI/AAAAAAAAAo4/EIL1q4M000o/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrxcuP2MI/AAAAAAAAAo4/EIL1q4M000o/s320/029.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big brother wanted in on the photo shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8Ur4u7vSlI/AAAAAAAAApA/VIsgg5uv8SI/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8Ur4u7vSlI/AAAAAAAAApA/VIsgg5uv8SI/s320/030.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"If only I didn't have that darn curl on top of my head, it NEVER lays flat!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8Ur-KczxAI/AAAAAAAAApI/RkM9-AuXgpM/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8Ur-KczxAI/AAAAAAAAApI/RkM9-AuXgpM/s320/031.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce saw that the camera was out when he woke from his nap, and requested his picture be taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And he's now officially potty trained - No accidents x 1 week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1822156896773573887?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1822156896773573887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1822156896773573887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1822156896773573887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1822156896773573887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-do-you-cut-baby-boys-hair.html' title='When do you cut a baby boy&apos;s hair?'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S8UrWAYwKvI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-vceym--EoY/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2070290441613066296</id><published>2010-04-09T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:20:22.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While Dad was in flight to Utah...</title><content type='html'>were the boys cooking dinner???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_P6DxZErI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OggFpI8i9vo/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_P6DxZErI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OggFpI8i9vo/s320/001.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before I get reported, of course the stove was not on and the knobs are covered. Although, I don't think they know how to turn them on anyway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What delicious food were they cooking?? (on a cold fire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QB5VW8nI/AAAAAAAAAn4/CjzocBivF78/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QB5VW8nI/AAAAAAAAAn4/CjzocBivF78/s320/002.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QKDPDZ2I/AAAAAAAAAoA/e6umkQ7wVnE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QKDPDZ2I/AAAAAAAAAoA/e6umkQ7wVnE/s320/003.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some water mixed with a little oil and apple cider vinegar! (3 liquids sitting next to the stove)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't tasty, but smelled yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QSFYAd-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/ymJEk1NHMb4/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QSFYAd-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/ymJEk1NHMb4/s320/004.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every kitchen utensil and baby spoon was used to make this dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QaK3PphI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ENTTCaqjiC8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_QaK3PphI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ENTTCaqjiC8/s320/005.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2070290441613066296?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2070290441613066296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2070290441613066296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2070290441613066296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2070290441613066296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/while-dad-was-in-flight-to-utah.html' title='While Dad was in flight to Utah...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7_P6DxZErI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OggFpI8i9vo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1914148866680204918</id><published>2010-04-05T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:08:38.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUBbHMGbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7F9-KKl5y9I/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUBbHMGbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7F9-KKl5y9I/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys had an exciting Easter morning.&amp;nbsp; All they wanted from the Easter bunny, besides a good egg hunt, were Hershey bars.&amp;nbsp; We even wrote the bunny a note several weeks ago asking for Hershey bars.&amp;nbsp; The bunny obviously got the note!!&amp;nbsp; Saturday at breakfast, Jaeden told us, "I hope he (the easter bunny) doesn't hide the eggs in the same place as last year."&amp;nbsp; I then asked if he remembered where the eggs were hidden last year, and he then proceeded to tell and show me where several eggs were last year.&amp;nbsp; Who knows where the eggs were last year, but I know some of the places he mentioned were definitely correct.&amp;nbsp; If I only had 1/2 of Jaeden's memory!!&amp;nbsp; We went to celebrate Easter in Beaumont with some of my mom's family.&amp;nbsp; The boys had a blast and did not want to leave.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Since I had a shortage of Easter pics, we took some fun pics in front of our beautiful flowers in celebration of the Cleveland Indians first game (Jayce and Jaxon are showing their support, although the Indian is hard to see) Unfortunately, it looks like they are going to need lots of help this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUftT6J2I/AAAAAAAAAng/HYKJh7cjDzs/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUftT6J2I/AAAAAAAAAng/HYKJh7cjDzs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will never manage to capture a good pic of all three. Jayce was being goofy and insisted that his hand should be on his chin.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what he's ever thinking!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUnMWxYnI/AAAAAAAAAno/uADL73ZfDCI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUnMWxYnI/AAAAAAAAAno/uADL73ZfDCI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the last attempt with "say chuck e cheese"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two big accomplishments of late:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Jayce has FINALLY decided to be a big boy and use the potty after over 6 months of trying.&amp;nbsp; 3 days and no accidents!!!&amp;nbsp; Bribery really works.&amp;nbsp; I've tried everything! He really wanted this pink/purple soccer ball when he went with Jaeden to get his.&amp;nbsp; Well, that's all he talks about, so I promised him the ball if he went 1 week without accidents!!! It's a miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Jaxon FINALLY rolled over from back to belly.&amp;nbsp; He's been super close forever, but it happened today when no one was looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1914148866680204918?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1914148866680204918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1914148866680204918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1914148866680204918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1914148866680204918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S7qUBbHMGbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7F9-KKl5y9I/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7085600525957049336</id><published>2010-03-27T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:37:14.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden's playing Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jaeden is so excited about playing Soccer! His games start in 2 weeks, but he can't wait.&amp;nbsp; He's been practicing almost every night in the living room of course!&amp;nbsp; Last night Joel took him to get a ball and shin guards that he will need.&amp;nbsp; He was so proud to have his new soccer toys!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wm53S8gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/UX9xn6aAG24/s1600/279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wm53S8gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/UX9xn6aAG24/s320/279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce was just as excited, and since he didn't get to pick out a ball, as our resident goof ball he found his own toy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wu2mqJCI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/a8hbPZ59sxo/s1600/276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wu2mqJCI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/a8hbPZ59sxo/s320/276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes that's the box the soccer ball came in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was walking around saying "hello, hello" in his crazy, goofy voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7085600525957049336?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7085600525957049336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7085600525957049336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7085600525957049336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7085600525957049336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/jaedens-playing-soccer.html' title='Jaeden&apos;s playing Soccer'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wm53S8gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/UX9xn6aAG24/s72-c/279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4417571595596096715</id><published>2010-03-27T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T20:26:30.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 5 months</title><content type='html'>Well, he's almost 5.5 months, but I'm finally getting around to blogging.&amp;nbsp; Jaxon is still not rolling, except the occasional belly to back.&amp;nbsp; He's just like his brothers.&amp;nbsp; He is a lot like Jaeden in that he's always trying to sit up, esp&amp;nbsp;when in his car seat. He rides in the car with his head and shoulders up, instead of just relaxing and lying back.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden's the only baby that I've ever seen do sit ups. When he was around 7 months, he would just sit straight up when we laid him down on the floor or in his crib.&amp;nbsp; He much preferred sit ups v. rolling over and then pushing to sit.&amp;nbsp; Jaxon is like Jayce in that he's starting early to inch across the floor. He's not crawling yet, but he does move forward and in circles when on his belly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66v_eLLJaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s0hniW_YZVs/s1600/282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66v_eLLJaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s0hniW_YZVs/s320/282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jaxon loves to laugh and smile. His laugh is so sweet. He loves laughing at Jaeden and Jayce when they are being goofy. Or he laughs when be tickled. One of his favorite places is on the changing table. I'm not sure why, but he's instant grins and laughs when we put him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wE38vB-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/1yimSM9OLKs/s1600/283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66wE38vB-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/1yimSM9OLKs/s320/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's always chomping those fingers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4417571595596096715?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4417571595596096715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4417571595596096715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4417571595596096715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4417571595596096715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/jaxons-5-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 5 months'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S66v_eLLJaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s0hniW_YZVs/s72-c/282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7948745820173559378</id><published>2010-03-08T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:53:23.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lazy afternoon...</title><content type='html'>Since it rained all morning, they couldn't go outside to play, so I occupied their time with painting.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W3QE07sXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/j0TftH0776g/s1600-h/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W3QE07sXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/j0TftH0776g/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They use the paper some, but love to paint their hands and bodies.&amp;nbsp; It's somewhat messy, but the only activity they will sit and do for almost an hour!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W3YKlsNgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DATE_czlyAE/s1600-h/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W3YKlsNgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DATE_czlyAE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Too young for painting, but enjoys chomping his fingers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7948745820173559378?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7948745820173559378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7948745820173559378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7948745820173559378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7948745820173559378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-lazy-afternoon.html' title='Our lazy afternoon...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W3QE07sXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/j0TftH0776g/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8888968465909013618</id><published>2010-03-08T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:47:44.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Sandbox!!!</title><content type='html'>So about 2 weeks ago, the electric company dropped off a new electric pole that was to replace the old one in our backyard.&amp;nbsp; The boys enjoyed using it as a bench. Then after all that time waiting to&amp;nbsp;see when they were going to come back, they come shortly before leaving for preschool, which made it even harder to get them out the door!!&amp;nbsp; What little boy doesn't want to watch a big machine dig a hole in their own backyard?? Unfortunately, they pretty much missed everything, as they were gone when we arrived back home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news....a free sandbox!!! All that recently dug up dirt and a new pole...all they needed where shovels and hammers and instant fun!! They were outside the next morning at 7:45am - which never happens around here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W2XDm52HI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mCmQLxeMqe0/s1600-h/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W2XDm52HI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mCmQLxeMqe0/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe we won't have to buy more sand for their sandbox afterall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8888968465909013618?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8888968465909013618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8888968465909013618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8888968465909013618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8888968465909013618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/free-sandbox.html' title='Free Sandbox!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5W2XDm52HI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mCmQLxeMqe0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-472865967470670718</id><published>2010-03-08T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:36:39.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In these parts of the country, everyone has a Go Texan Day!! (Mar 2 - texas independence day) or a Western day to celebrate the start of the Houston Rodeo!!!&amp;nbsp; Last week the boys got to dress western style for preschool. They even enjoyed some barrel races while riding stick horses.&amp;nbsp; Jayce was a natural, and the only one that galloped.&amp;nbsp; That Christmas horse from Grandma Junie has obviously had lots of use!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WywqEKlMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-evOT6XOF5A/s1600-h/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WywqEKlMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-evOT6XOF5A/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden was not interested in taking pics before school!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5Wx5fXjoWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/zpiue9dxspQ/s1600-h/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5Wx5fXjoWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/zpiue9dxspQ/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyBf0h49I/AAAAAAAAAl4/vnU8hhh6-VA/s1600-h/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyBf0h49I/AAAAAAAAAl4/vnU8hhh6-VA/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce was more than willing, but would not put down his new St. Patrick's rubber ducky!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyoyecLJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Ltm0fIdXtIU/s1600-h/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyoyecLJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Ltm0fIdXtIU/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jax was also dressed for the occasion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WxxTXy70I/AAAAAAAAAlo/XNGq0wSIJwo/s1600-h/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WxxTXy70I/AAAAAAAAAlo/XNGq0wSIJwo/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite pic, Jayce with what I think is Papa Herman Mittelstaedt's hat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyZPyM-VI/AAAAAAAAAmA/6rdMg_Yz3hA/s1600-h/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WyZPyM-VI/AAAAAAAAAmA/6rdMg_Yz3hA/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One guess for: where's the TV??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5Wyg_J9OJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_0uq2qdq7kg/s1600-h/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5Wyg_J9OJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_0uq2qdq7kg/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 boys + 1 photographer =&amp;nbsp; NO GOOD PICS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-472865967470670718?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/472865967470670718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=472865967470670718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/472865967470670718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/472865967470670718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/western-day.html' title='Western Day!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S5WywqEKlMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-evOT6XOF5A/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3021148997212687239</id><published>2010-03-08T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:39:40.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from a 4 year old going on ???</title><content type='html'>As probably mentioned in the past, Jaeden's language has always amazed us.&amp;nbsp; He was saying at least 40-50 words&amp;nbsp;at 12 months and sentences shortly there after.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;those who see him frequently know that he never stops talking, EVER!!!&amp;nbsp; I don't know where he comes up with half of his thoughts, but he's clearly always thinking, and thinking, and of course, wanting to control ALL.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, I can condense some of these stories on Jaeden....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel's been having weekly father/son talks individually with the boys each Sunday (kind of early PPI's).&amp;nbsp; Of course the boys have loved them, and each week Joel gives them something to work on (behavior?!?!?)&lt;br /&gt;Well, the last 2 weeks, Jaeden's decided to hold his own meetings with Me and Jayce...2 weeks ago, I was instructed by Jaeden to work on "Not throwing away 'kid papers' and only throwing away grown up papers" other things were also mentioned, but this one made me laugh the most.&amp;nbsp; I do keep and hang lots of their preschool papers, but definitely not all.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, they only look in the trash when their papers are on top, and of course they get pulled out - I can never get rid of anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jayce was instructed during his meeting to always listen and do whatever Mommy, Daddy or Jaeden tells him!&amp;nbsp; (yes, he's our little dictator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While riding in the car, Jaeden blurts out, "I don't know who I'm going to marry?"&amp;nbsp; I told him that's ok, you don't need to know.&amp;nbsp; Jayce followed with "I don't want to get married!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden's recently decided that when he grows up, "I'm going to be a doctor only for girls"&amp;nbsp; Yes, he's 4 and loves girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from church last week..."Kate likes me, I like Kate, if girls love me, then I love them. That's how it goes." (yes, that's direct line from Jaeden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the trend, with him and girls?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we were discussing laws and explaining laws of the land v. Heavenly Father's laws. Somehow it was mentioned by me that he will&amp;nbsp;have to&amp;nbsp;follow our rules until he's 18.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden thought this was the worst thing he's ever heard.&amp;nbsp; After a short, silent deliberation in his head, he told us, I'll move out when I'm 12. 12 is a good age. We further explained the laws and he told us,&amp;nbsp;he was going to write it on a piece of paper and give it out, so everyone knows you can leave when your 12.&amp;nbsp; He was very adament in writing his new law!!&amp;nbsp; (he doesn't read or write yet)&amp;nbsp; future doctor??&amp;nbsp; or politician???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3021148997212687239?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3021148997212687239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3021148997212687239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3021148997212687239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3021148997212687239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-from-4-year-old-going-on.html' title='Thoughts from a 4 year old going on ???'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-863346434081840604</id><published>2010-02-19T20:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:59:18.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another evening...</title><content type='html'>A little kept secret is that the boys have recently seen parts of the Nutcracker, specifically the fight btw the Mouse King and the Nutcracker.&amp;nbsp; They watched the ballet while at a friend's house (a family of only girls), well Jaeden loves "ballet" and both of them love to dance around with their swords. Fortunately, no one looking in would ever think "that looks like ballet," it looks much more like fencing. There is no grace or ballet moves, just sword fighting!!&amp;nbsp; Anyways, last night they were "balleting" (probably, not a real word) and I happened to look up from the couch and saw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39PHY5AbrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2Hx44cJV-MU/s1600-h/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39PHY5AbrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2Hx44cJV-MU/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39PPWi7-AI/AAAAAAAAAlY/snBo2tcK5Dg/s1600-h/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39PPWi7-AI/AAAAAAAAAlY/snBo2tcK5Dg/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a&amp;nbsp;dead Mouse King being carried off the stage. I'm still laughing at how great Jayce's dead acting was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-863346434081840604?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/863346434081840604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=863346434081840604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/863346434081840604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/863346434081840604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-another-evening.html' title='Just another evening...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39PHY5AbrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2Hx44cJV-MU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3539633241460775603</id><published>2010-02-19T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:41:06.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's 4 months!!</title><content type='html'>Well, 4 months and 2 days.&amp;nbsp; I've never been good at being an on time blogger :) Time keeps moving faster and faster!!&amp;nbsp; Jaxon weighed in at 15 lbs 13 oz, 75% and 26 inches 85%.&amp;nbsp; He's so much bigger than his brothers. The only thing similar is that he's thinner for his height (although not by much!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden at 4 months was 13 lbs 12 oz and 25 inches.&lt;br /&gt;Jayce at 4 months was 13 lbs 15 oz and 25 inches.&lt;br /&gt;As can see, Jaeden and Jayce were always about the same size for their age.&amp;nbsp; Jax is just much bigger. Jaeden and Jayce at 4 months were only a couple ounces more than Jax at 2 months!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Jax has already surpassed Jaeden's 6 month weight - 15lbs 6 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon still loves to smile and play. He still rolls from his belly to back,&amp;nbsp;and is&amp;nbsp;close to rolling back to belly. He's always chomping on his hands, and is starting to wean off the pacifier.&amp;nbsp; None of our kids have been pacifier babies.&amp;nbsp; Jax did love his at first, but rarely uses it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39JldCQ06I/AAAAAAAAAlI/cynad2PPGz0/s1600-h/12-17-09+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39JldCQ06I/AAAAAAAAAlI/cynad2PPGz0/s320/12-17-09+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39JddWKLeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fT_yM-c6G3o/s1600-h/12-17-09+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39JddWKLeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fT_yM-c6G3o/s320/12-17-09+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These pics are from 12-1-09 but they show his general chunkiness, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yes, Jackie - we are still using Davis' tub from 2001!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3539633241460775603?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3539633241460775603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3539633241460775603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3539633241460775603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3539633241460775603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/jaxons-4-months.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s 4 months!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S39JldCQ06I/AAAAAAAAAlI/cynad2PPGz0/s72-c/12-17-09+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1392335844416143193</id><published>2010-02-14T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:18:18.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3iuRjosBlI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BD0SF_mOR00/s1600-h/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3iuRjosBlI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BD0SF_mOR00/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joel and I celebrate meeting 8 years ago&amp;nbsp;today!&amp;nbsp; There's not much else to report at that moment. Jaxon was great at pictures - there was no posing, he just kept picking up his leg!! Jaeden has insisted all month that I'm his Valentine, and Jayce is Daddy's Valentine!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3isn2K1pzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/SaoIfJmKyZs/s1600-h/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3isn2K1pzI/AAAAAAAAAkw/SaoIfJmKyZs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3isgV5_mJI/AAAAAAAAAko/b3EaT1Hvbmk/s1600-h/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3isgV5_mJI/AAAAAAAAAko/b3EaT1Hvbmk/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1392335844416143193?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1392335844416143193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1392335844416143193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1392335844416143193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1392335844416143193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S3iuRjosBlI/AAAAAAAAAk4/BD0SF_mOR00/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5286939740791075514</id><published>2010-01-29T20:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:48:32.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Christy's visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Jaeden was so excited to have another Utah visitor!! If he had it his way, he would keep Aunt Christy to himself, but he does share her with Jayce every once in awhile.&amp;nbsp; The boys love just having someone to join their crazy games, which Aunt Christy does so willingly.&amp;nbsp; It was a short visit, but we packed everything in on Friday - the zoo, children's museum and dinner at Lupe's.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, the camera wasn't packed, but we had a blast.&amp;nbsp; At the zoo, we went into the reptile house, which&amp;nbsp;is not part of our regular zoo walk.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if they've actually been in it before.&amp;nbsp; I don't think that area has changed much since I was a kid, and it was always my favorite part of the zoo.&amp;nbsp; Although someone mentioned that there was a space in one of the snake cages (btw the frame and glass door to open the cage from the front).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well after seeing that, Jaeden was ready to leave ASAP! Otherwise they really liked seeing the snakes, lizards and frogs.&amp;nbsp; The boys, daddy and christy also went to the petting zoo (which is really only goats) but petting goats sounds funny.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, they had fun, especially since one of their favorite books of late is "the 3 billy goats gruff"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the zoo, we ate a quick lunch in the car before spending a few hours at the museum (which is less than 5 mins from the zoo).&amp;nbsp; Since the weather was at least 75* that day, they were able to enjoy the outside water tables, and they did leave fairly wet. The last event at the museum was face painting/drawing.&amp;nbsp; They have a table with 'crayons' to paint your face and a mirror at the table, and the boys were thrilled to paint their faces. At home lately, when painting, they've decided paint brushes are too much trouble, and have resorted to finger painting, and paper's not necessary either because they have hands, arms, and chests to paint.&amp;nbsp; (the rule at home is no paint on the face). Which may explain the excessive 'paint' on their faces when leaving the museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S2ObRlkss3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/dHkrEpKjjc8/s1600-h/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S2ObRlkss3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/dHkrEpKjjc8/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really despise the lighting in our living room, cuz it's impossible to get good pics, but this is the best of Jayce. Jaeden's pics are in the previous post. Also, Jayce had just awoken when taken out of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5286939740791075514?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5286939740791075514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5286939740791075514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5286939740791075514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5286939740791075514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/aunt-christys-visit.html' title='Aunt Christy&apos;s visit'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S2ObRlkss3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/dHkrEpKjjc8/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2967833126442801313</id><published>2010-01-23T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:53:29.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How old is Jaeden???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last night we went to Lupe Tortillas (a local mexican restaurant), it's become one of our favs because they have a large sand box with a slide and toys to play with outside; therefore, the boys have a blast while we actually enjoy a meal since we sit outside.&amp;nbsp; Although at our last visit just before xmas, Jayce wandered into the kitchenm but that's another story. &amp;nbsp;Anyways, last night the sandbox was pretty crowded, which made Jaeden excited because he LOVES making new friends.&amp;nbsp; Anywhere we go, mcdonalds, the mall play area, parks, he's always searching for new friends to play with.&amp;nbsp; Last night, he somehow started talking with these two girls and one of their brothers. The girls were nine, Jaeden later told us. (I had assumed they were 8 or 9).&amp;nbsp; Who knows what they talked about for quite awhile.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden told us later they talked about marriage, boyfriends and girlfriends. Jaeden was so excited about his new friends, he came to the table and asked Jayce to come meet his new friends; it was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The funniest part of the story is what we found out in the car.&amp;nbsp; After Jaeden told me, Sophia was 9, I asked him what he told her.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden laughed, saying he told her, he was in Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Joel and I were cracking up.&amp;nbsp; (He doesn't even start kindergarten til 2011 - a year and a half from now) From further conversation, the girl had asked him what grade he was in, so he "logically??" replied Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; We could tell Jaeden thought he was pretty smart coming up with that little lie.&amp;nbsp; He's only 4 and already lying to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even stranger... this is how he looked, Jayce and Jaeden had a blast painting their faces at the children's museum a couple hours before we went to dinner.&amp;nbsp; Jaeden really wanted to leave the paint on for 3 days he told us, but I said he couldn't sleep with it on, so it was washed off in the bath that night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1vCnoWf_HI/AAAAAAAAAkI/65j5cDxQ1Lo/s1600-h/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1vCnoWf_HI/AAAAAAAAAkI/65j5cDxQ1Lo/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1vCv3eNupI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/nFrSlIAtOf0/s1600-h/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1vCv3eNupI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/nFrSlIAtOf0/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If trying to understand it, he said it was a bat (across his forehead) and below was the bat cave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2967833126442801313?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2967833126442801313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2967833126442801313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2967833126442801313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2967833126442801313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-old-is-jaeden.html' title='How old is Jaeden???'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1vCnoWf_HI/AAAAAAAAAkI/65j5cDxQ1Lo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6409242101172616272</id><published>2010-01-18T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:40:44.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Catching up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On my list of things I've been meaning to blog about....&amp;nbsp; I last left off with our trip(s) to Utah, but only actually talked about the one last Nov (2008). I never actually posted about Christmas 2008, but I guess it's been officially skipped since we've already celebrated Christmas 2009.&amp;nbsp; There's still several 2009 happenings, I've been trying to post.&amp;nbsp; So I guess I'll start at the beginning... our last Utah trip in May-June 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Utah for Aunt Mandy and Uncle Drew's wedding, which was lots of fun! We also had our first camping trip that week, and celebrated Jayce's 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; We always try to do lots of things on our visits to Utah.&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, Jaeden said his favorite part was the wedding.&amp;nbsp; For some strange reason, he really likes wedding dresses, although it may help that his favorite color is still WHITE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UUNG9dASI/AAAAAAAAAjg/w4HyQ6ac-LU/s1600-h/august09+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UUNG9dASI/AAAAAAAAAjg/w4HyQ6ac-LU/s320/august09+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden hiking on the trail by our campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UUFuOidMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/D1tzieo-HTU/s1600-h/august09+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UUFuOidMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/D1tzieo-HTU/s320/august09+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jayce walking on a trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTCODyebI/AAAAAAAAAio/zDktWIRR4DY/s1600-h/august09+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTCODyebI/AAAAAAAAAio/zDktWIRR4DY/s320/august09+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There favorite trail, which they usually slid down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTJVAD7mI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BFo7v6jsj-A/s1600-h/august09+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTJVAD7mI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BFo7v6jsj-A/s320/august09+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting with Jorgy by the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTZIrzxzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ucwOS0-47zY/s1600-h/august09+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTZIrzxzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ucwOS0-47zY/s320/august09+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Helping Aunt Christy with her tent. Jaeden slept with her in the tent the first night, and in the camper the second night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UThyQx3TI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Z9sSJwsB6T4/s1600-h/august09+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UThyQx3TI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Z9sSJwsB6T4/s320/august09+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden, Jayce (red hat), and cousin Bode (khaki hat). Boys being boys - playing in the dirt and throwing rocks in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTpEKI2FI/AAAAAAAAAjI/vpDUKZ5QP-k/s1600-h/august09+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UTpEKI2FI/AAAAAAAAAjI/vpDUKZ5QP-k/s320/august09+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaeden - his first time fishing with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UT9ph1nrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aRB6jPBkW7M/s1600-h/august09+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UT9ph1nrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aRB6jPBkW7M/s320/august09+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They caught the first fish!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He touched it, but would not think of eating it (of course once cooked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6409242101172616272?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6409242101172616272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6409242101172616272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6409242101172616272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6409242101172616272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/still-catching-up.html' title='Still Catching up...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1UUNG9dASI/AAAAAAAAAjg/w4HyQ6ac-LU/s72-c/august09+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2650093828955274689</id><published>2010-01-17T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:23:11.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, Jaxon's 3 months!!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe he's already 3 months!! He's definitely getting bigger, smiling lots&amp;nbsp;and starting to roll a little. He rolls from his belly to back only to the right.&amp;nbsp; He hasn't lost any hair, and it keeps growing.&amp;nbsp; I have to restrain myself from cutting it. These pics are from the past week... &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBZsmX1qI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AjjoB4ioFK8/s1600-h/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBZsmX1qI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AjjoB4ioFK8/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxon was fussing after I propped him on the couch.&amp;nbsp; Jayce ran by and gave him an animal to look at, and Jaxon had lots of fun smiling and talking with 'CatCat'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBR1ldl4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xh0xTBhIbjg/s1600-h/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBR1ldl4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xh0xTBhIbjg/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PAvmUK25I/AAAAAAAAAh4/z7VssR3TFAs/s1600-h/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PAvmUK25I/AAAAAAAAAh4/z7VssR3TFAs/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys love to play with Jaxon when he's on the floor. Jayce really isn't as bored as he looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PA6hLDXSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/vATKyup0osE/s1600-h/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PA6hLDXSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/vATKyup0osE/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the second time I've caught Jaxon with his arms up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Jayce slept every time his first 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBHVtkZGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/DesLLQrQOz4/s1600-h/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBHVtkZGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/DesLLQrQOz4/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure what he's looking at, but most likely the TV. He can push up a little more than this when he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just look how long his hair is!!&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/2639085307793685954-2650093828955274689?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2650093828955274689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2650093828955274689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2650093828955274689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2650093828955274689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-jaxons-3-months.html' title='Wow, Jaxon&apos;s 3 months!!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S1PBZsmX1qI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AjjoB4ioFK8/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4347947605994349427</id><published>2010-01-04T20:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:48:17.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Buckeyes!!!!</title><content type='html'>It was soooo great to finally win another Bowl Game!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we all felt......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0KnT_2wLhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/kB1tTgf4uxE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080863307935250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0KnT_2wLhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/kB1tTgf4uxE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0KnUWJ3wgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jRAuH9eivd4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423080869293703682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0KnUWJ3wgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jRAuH9eivd4/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken the following morning while playing in the big pile of leaves daddy made!  Unfortunately, the hug was not due to the buckeyes winning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jayce at 2 1/2, cannot read, but easily recognizes all things ohio state.  When he opened one of my christmas presents and new ohio state robe, he instantly said, "Ohio State"  I thought it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4347947605994349427?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4347947605994349427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4347947605994349427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4347947605994349427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4347947605994349427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/go-buckeyes.html' title='Go Buckeyes!!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0KnT_2wLhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/kB1tTgf4uxE/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2428895531538587701</id><published>2010-01-04T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:41:18.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out in Heaven?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Tonight's family home evening we discussed temples and eternal families.  Somewhere in the discussion Jaeden said, "Probably, if you say 'poopie' in Heaven, you'll be in time out for 2 or 3 days." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce is our little potty mouth, and everything is 'poopie'.  We've been trying to minimize the use of the word, which is how Jaeden's comment came about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2428895531538587701?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2428895531538587701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2428895531538587701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2428895531538587701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2428895531538587701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-out-in-heaven.html' title='Time Out in Heaven?!?!?'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7358003888175752142</id><published>2010-01-01T16:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:45:52.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to all and Go Buckeyes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful New Year's Lunch at my parents, and are now home to cheer on the buckeyes!! I'm hoping we're starting the year with everyone healthy - as this past week we've had a home full of sick boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are increasing Buckeye Pride......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zsJ4jGtI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MYksGVhYiWw/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421898203805194962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zsJ4jGtI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MYksGVhYiWw/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zr3Kqj9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/ugLIxcDrx3s/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421898198780907474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zr3Kqj9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/ugLIxcDrx3s/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zrdg1mrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z-vliVzpkDY/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421898191894583986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zrdg1mrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/z-vliVzpkDY/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT A TIME!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7358003888175752142?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7358003888175752142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7358003888175752142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7358003888175752142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7358003888175752142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sz5zsJ4jGtI/AAAAAAAAAg4/MYksGVhYiWw/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7274885729632232479</id><published>2009-12-24T20:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:42:22.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Week</title><content type='html'>SATURDAY - We had another fun pre-xmas weekend with my mom's sister Lisa. The boys loved decorating their gingerbread house at grandma junie's again. One of the roofs broke, which is why there is an angel over the hole. Jaeden picked this roof and said it was angel moroni, so it must be a gingerbread temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJDIXmuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/or4fY-kgd3A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419005885116029666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJDIXmuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/or4fY-kgd3A/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtI9sNraI/AAAAAAAAAfY/KBR25YvccQk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419005883655761314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtI9sNraI/AAAAAAAAAfY/KBR25YvccQk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJe3GDEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Mnk108YvPDE/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419005892559768642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJe3GDEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Mnk108YvPDE/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJ8pSCmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/D9eq3riFi3o/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419005900554898018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJ8pSCmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/D9eq3riFi3o/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final product. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY - These were attempted after church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQpl4qupeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gUAlGSCoKZ8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419001982477051362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQpl4qupeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gUAlGSCoKZ8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQpllzUi4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/YKpqrGxgMAk/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419001977412815746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQpllzUi4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/YKpqrGxgMAk/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon's typical face when being attacked by his brothers...esp jayce, who loves to pull on his arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQplOrbNEI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lYoSZX1ulfg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419001971205682242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQplOrbNEI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lYoSZX1ulfg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of MANY attepmted pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MONDAY -&lt;br /&gt;For Family home evening we went carolling and delivered treats to some friends in our ward. The boys loved it!&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY -&lt;br /&gt;Our Primary Activity finally happened after being postponed due to snow. Of course, we scheduled the activity on the only day it snowed in Houston this year - Dec 4. Jaeden has been waiting patiently all month to go carolling and be on the hayride. It turned out to be lots of fun, and the temperature was in the 60s, it was almost HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQwKzezYpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JnmSCg-A6Jw/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419009213809779346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQwKzezYpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JnmSCg-A6Jw/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the hayride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQwKTGKKQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cMmJAGS436o/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419009205116479746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQwKTGKKQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cMmJAGS436o/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junie and Jaxon before the hayride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY -&lt;br /&gt;I did some last minute shopping, and my mom and I took the boys to play at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY -&lt;br /&gt;The boys spent the afternoon at Grandma's, so Joel and I could clean the house and make room for incoming toys. We also acted out the birth of Jesus reading Luke 2 and Matthew 2. Unfortunately there are not pictures, Jaeden played a shepherd and a wiseman. Jaeden's face was priceless for 'the shepherds were afraid'. Jayce was Joseph and then a wiseman. My mom narrated and was an angel, my dad was a wiseman. of course, jaxon and i were baby jesus and mary. When we arrived home, the boys threw there 'reindeer food' on the front lawn, and we put out a plate of cookies and carrots. Jaeden is soooo excited he can't sleep. He's still awake now after being in bed for the past 1.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzkCKvr-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/E3225O_BOpE/s1600-h/12-17-09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419012945783795682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzkCKvr-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/E3225O_BOpE/s320/12-17-09+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzjh1Vm2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/BXt8t4vjM_4/s1600-h/12-17-09+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419012937104071522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzjh1Vm2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/BXt8t4vjM_4/s320/12-17-09+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't have any other pictures to include, but these are from Thanksgiving weekend. The boys were outside 'helping' Dad decorate the house with lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzjThSPwI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qbEVM3eTM7c/s1600-h/12-17-09+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419012933261868802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzjThSPwI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qbEVM3eTM7c/s320/12-17-09+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzi3tFjgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/P3VAPdPpO_Y/s1600-h/12-17-09+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419012925795175938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQzi3tFjgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/P3VAPdPpO_Y/s320/12-17-09+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7274885729632232479?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7274885729632232479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7274885729632232479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7274885729632232479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7274885729632232479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-week.html' title='Christmas Week'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQtJDIXmuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/or4fY-kgd3A/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1614833644779418819</id><published>2009-12-24T20:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:32:53.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This year's Santa List...</title><content type='html'>Jaeden: 1) marching band hat (yes, that's what he's been asking for all month, and no, we don't know where he got that idea from)&lt;br /&gt;2) checkers (again, i don't think he's ever played)&lt;br /&gt;3) jack-in-the-box (a friend brought his for show and tell at school, and yes, we've deprived him for 4 years without one.)&lt;br /&gt;4) today, he said, "did i remember to ask Santa for 'Super Why' toys?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce: 1) thomas the train (seriously, that is the only thing he's asked for, which of course they have plenty of, and he really doesn't play with them that much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon: 1) to survive living with my two older brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjaECUMcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fYbqT8mYjAM/s1600-h/BLESanta092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjaECUMcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fYbqT8mYjAM/s320/BLESanta092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418995182300574146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjZiU2ZmI/AAAAAAAAAew/lLjAiHZhl3s/s1600-h/BLESanta09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjZiU2ZmI/AAAAAAAAAew/lLjAiHZhl3s/s320/BLESanta09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418995173251507810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the third year we've been to visit Santa and his reindeer 'Comet' out where we will be building our house, hopefully starting in one year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjZAHiHsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uKyeovlRsyU/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjZAHiHsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uKyeovlRsyU/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418995164068847298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only picture I snapped when we saw Santa at the mall. I keep very low expectations when attempting pics of a 4 year old and 2 year old, but it actually turned out decent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1614833644779418819?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1614833644779418819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1614833644779418819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1614833644779418819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1614833644779418819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-years-santa-list.html' title='This year&apos;s Santa List...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SzQjaECUMcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fYbqT8mYjAM/s72-c/BLESanta092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8105962060348969569</id><published>2009-12-17T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:37:59.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon - 2 months</title><content type='html'>Jaxon had his 2 month visit this morning. He weighed in at 13 lbs 3 oz, 90% and 24 inches, 90%.  I knew he was chubby!!  He's been smiling lots recently and surviving his older brothers. I was amazed I actually got some pics with a little smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-y4OQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DVyu5_imI1Q/s1600-h/12-17-09+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-y4OQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DVyu5_imI1Q/s320/12-17-09+055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415259559609266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-SQeyaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kPwleEn-RjU/s1600-h/12-17-09+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-SQeyaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kPwleEn-RjU/s320/12-17-09+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415250802985378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-J8KYsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/gwM4FkzeO5Q/s1600-h/12-17-09+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-J8KYsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/gwM4FkzeO5Q/s320/12-17-09+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415248570278594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr49kcS_UI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_odBUkBhhpA/s1600-h/12-17-09+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr49kcS_UI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_odBUkBhhpA/s320/12-17-09+046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415238504512834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8105962060348969569?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8105962060348969569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8105962060348969569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8105962060348969569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8105962060348969569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/jaxon-2-months.html' title='Jaxon - 2 months'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Syr4-y4OQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/DVyu5_imI1Q/s72-c/12-17-09+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-8252608947254063690</id><published>2009-11-15T14:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:20:29.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBubDvepGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9XTzgOo5aiE/s1600-h/561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBubDvepGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9XTzgOo5aiE/s320/561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404440963984565346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't get very many pictures, but at least there were some.  These were taken at Trunk-or-Treat, 10-23-09, and Jaxon was 6 days old.&lt;br /&gt;All 3 boys were pirates, and Jaeden's hat is backwards since masks aren't allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsLM-YqrI/AAAAAAAAAdY/VvM7qib24FQ/s1600-h/556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsLM-YqrI/AAAAAAAAAdY/VvM7qib24FQ/s320/556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404438492561844914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsK9rxcAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nJykxgJU29Y/s1600-h/555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsK9rxcAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nJykxgJU29Y/s320/555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404438488457244674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsKY79GfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/CfssQ9HSGwc/s1600-h/554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsKY79GfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/CfssQ9HSGwc/s320/554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404438478593006066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden zoomed through all the trunks so he could get back to hand out the candy.  Grandma Junie assisted in passing out the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsL2SAtUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bUEkdaMhSL8/s1600-h/558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsL2SAtUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bUEkdaMhSL8/s320/558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404438503650014530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsLdWH1EI/AAAAAAAAAdg/mFXJ1MOQtII/s1600-h/557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBsLdWH1EI/AAAAAAAAAdg/mFXJ1MOQtII/s320/557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404438496956372034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBua3ui-5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/cgMMhlGe2VY/s1600-h/560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBua3ui-5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/cgMMhlGe2VY/s320/560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404440960759430034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBuaQNPIxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/syvHvg0uuig/s1600-h/559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBuaQNPIxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/syvHvg0uuig/s320/559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404440950150734610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a blast at trunk-or-treat.  Jayce was a little confused by what was going on since he doesn't remember anything about last years.  But as our resident sweet tooth, Jayce never refused any candy.  The funny thing was when we got home and dumped the candy bags, the first thing Jayce picked up was the Halloween Pretzels, and he was very excited about the little orange bag of pretzels.  He then proceeded to unwrap every sucker he got - approx 13.  He tried most of them and then set them down.  It was a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we would have gone to the Baylor Parade - Homecoming if trunk or treat wasn't the night before, but we didn't want to drive late at night with a newborn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-8252608947254063690?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8252608947254063690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=8252608947254063690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8252608947254063690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/8252608947254063690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SwBubDvepGI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9XTzgOo5aiE/s72-c/561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-220887604861634645</id><published>2009-11-02T22:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:48:54.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden's quote...</title><content type='html'>After a morning cleaning up our messy house, Jaeden was very excited to find a small bouncy ball from his bday party (one of the party favors.)  He happened to find it in a bucket of small balls.  His comment was priceless. I wish I had a video of the event as Joel and I were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden came over to me and said "look mom" as he was holding up the bouncy ball. I'm sure I just responded "that's great Jaeden"  He then continued by saying..."I saw the ball and was like 'what' 'what' .....and then I wasn't like 'what'."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-220887604861634645?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/220887604861634645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=220887604861634645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/220887604861634645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/220887604861634645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/jaedens-quote.html' title='Jaeden&apos;s quote...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6571838050748307103</id><published>2009-10-25T21:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:21:56.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden, Jayce and Jaxon</title><content type='html'>Waiting to leave the hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGg5Jdb4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/UDq39XhTyI0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGg5Jdb4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/UDq39XhTyI0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726890639486850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGgandJrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/SEWRB5TsYag/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGgandJrI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/SEWRB5TsYag/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726882443798194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, leaving at 9:30 pm 10-18-09, after waiting all day for my Rhogam shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGgGgRZuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TKVrgLbCnFc/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGgGgRZuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TKVrgLbCnFc/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726877044958946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day at home, 10-19-09...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGfzykE7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/gGJrcC5Dpl4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGfzykE7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/gGJrcC5Dpl4/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396726872021406642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon was by far the easiest in this photo shoot!! 10-20-09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUHlV0_KrI/AAAAAAAAAco/7XQJaKS_Dzw/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUHlV0_KrI/AAAAAAAAAco/7XQJaKS_Dzw/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396728066569349810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUHlC0y7rI/AAAAAAAAAcg/0muS3jkfJwI/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUHlC0y7rI/AAAAAAAAAcg/0muS3jkfJwI/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396728061468274354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6571838050748307103?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6571838050748307103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6571838050748307103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6571838050748307103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6571838050748307103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/jaeden-jayce-and-jaxon.html' title='Jaeden, Jayce and Jaxon'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SuUGg5Jdb4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/UDq39XhTyI0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1499229665267599150</id><published>2009-10-25T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:11:36.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Month...</title><content type='html'>I'm never quite sure what Jaeden's thinking, but one morning his comment was...&lt;br /&gt;"The Holy Ghost is like a toot." My response was, "how's that?"  He instantly stated, "because you can't see the holy ghost and you can't see a toot." I did complete his thought by saying he was right, while you can't see either, you can feel both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the week before Jaxon was born we were discussing how to get him out.  Jaeden's idea was to break my whole body and break the stomach, and then he would come out. His exact words were pretty comical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1499229665267599150?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1499229665267599150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1499229665267599150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1499229665267599150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1499229665267599150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-month.html' title='Quote of the Month...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5988892198663014142</id><published>2009-10-18T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:16:06.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Poll Winner(s).....</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Papa Mittelstaedt for correctly choosing the day and sex, and to Jaeden for picking the correct day.  Earlier this week Jaeden told us "the baby's coming on the 17th."  He must have remembered the date he chose; otherwise, we're not sure why he said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic thing is that for Jayce, Grandpa Jorgy chose the right date and sex, and we named him Jayce Arthur.  And this time Papa Mittelstaedt was correct, and we named him Jaxon Rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon is now the 7th grandson on both sides of the family.  At least the Jorgensen's have 2 granddaughters, but we're still waiting for a girl to appear on our side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5988892198663014142?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5988892198663014142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5988892198663014142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5988892198663014142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5988892198663014142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-poll-winners.html' title='Baby Poll Winner(s).....'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6562279593926934761</id><published>2009-10-18T18:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:07:41.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Jaxon!</title><content type='html'>We were so excited to welcome our third boy - Baby Jaxon Rod Jorgensen at 6:33 AM, October 17, 2009.  He weighed in at 7 lbs 3 oz and 21 1/4 inches.  So far he has been pretty mellow, but I'm sure things will change as he hangs out with his older brothers.  He's been the heaviest and hairiest of all the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusrDp9K_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Xjfle29_nYY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusrDp9K_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Xjfle29_nYY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094834421935090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Waiting in the triage room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusqtKS2kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19YTiK_hfcs/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusqtKS2kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19YTiK_hfcs/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094828383558210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusqE_EXPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OfijKyw6o9Y/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusqE_EXPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OfijKyw6o9Y/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094817599053042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Not even 2 hours old and already getting into mischief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusptMKDYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yPJslp9fKDE/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusptMKDYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yPJslp9fKDE/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094811211500930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Me and the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Stuso_9snII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NQXNblNSlyQ/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Stuso_9snII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NQXNblNSlyQ/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094799071255682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jaeden loves holding Jaxon, and really wants to get up and walk with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6562279593926934761?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6562279593926934761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6562279593926934761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6562279593926934761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6562279593926934761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-baby-jaxon.html' title='Welcome Baby Jaxon!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/StusrDp9K_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Xjfle29_nYY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7258358821537079545</id><published>2009-10-10T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:18:10.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day...</title><content type='html'>Jaeden:  "Jayce, Zachary is not a baseball."  The boys were play fighting and swinging their new dragon toys (that look like rubber snakes).  Jayce kept aiming for Zachary's head, even though heads were off limits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we heard from Jayce during their play fighting was... "I'm going to knock you to the ground."  And he would take off charging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7258358821537079545?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7258358821537079545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7258358821537079545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7258358821537079545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7258358821537079545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-5866999881286196549</id><published>2009-10-09T22:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:13:32.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day... chicken and bugs</title><content type='html'>Jaeden: "I don't have the chicken flu."  This statement came after fussing at him for the millionth time that we don't put things in our mouth.  We were shoppping at Sam's, and he put the buckle from the child safety belt in his mouth.  I don't know why he still puts everything in his mouth.  He's much worse than Jayce.  He recently had his 4 year old well check, and he unfortunately suffered thru 4 shots.  They were out of the flu vaccine, but he always wants to know the names of the other vaccines.  He just remembers the chicken pox/varicella vaccine.  I think that's how he came up with chicken flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce loves bugs, and he is our resident bug picker upper.  If there is a mention of a dead bug (most likely an ugly bug, aka roach, or as jayce says "cock-a-roach") He instantly runs to get a kleenex, so he can be the one to pick it up.  It's great for me, who hates picking up bugs.  I merely supervise, or make Joel supervise the bug picking up when he's home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, we had a week where we found a dead bug in the kitchen near the boys chairs several mornings in a row. Mostly likely because I don't sweep EVERYday.  (fortunately they were all dead since we've sprayed inside and outside the house.)  Anyways, Jaeden had the idea to leave a piece of celery for the bugs.  A couple days later, he was very excited because he thought the bugs had eaten the celery.  He didn't realize after 2 days, celery withers and browns making it unrecognizable for him.  At least I was able to throw it away at that point.  Jayce learned from this adventure that all food that goes on the floor is for bugs.  He frequently asks if he can feed the bugs, when he wants to get rid of food.  Or if he accidently drops a piece, he instantly says, "It's for the bugs"  It's pretty funny, that he always trying to feed his beloved bugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-5866999881286196549?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5866999881286196549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=5866999881286196549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5866999881286196549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/5866999881286196549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-day-chicken-and-bugs.html' title='Quote of the Day... chicken and bugs'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2856311576606511004</id><published>2009-10-05T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:35:51.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Poll Calendar</title><content type='html'>So, I posted the info we gathered for predicting when the next baby jorgensen will arrive.  As you can see, I plan to have this baby in one week!!  I've been very active, and trying to stand and walk most of the day to encourage the baby to arrive. (A trip to the zoo friday, shopping and the boys preschool carnival saturday, and housework all day today,  moving small furniture in the nursery tomorrow, Old MacDonald's Farm wed with the boys, work on thurs...  and I keep telling Joel I'm mowing the lawn on Monday (the 12th).  It's 65% boy and 35% girl, but 2 of the girl votes are from Jaeden and Jayce who want a baby sister.   If anyone else, would like to enter the poll just leave me a comment and I'll enter you in.  You can only have 2 on one date, and one must have boy, the other girl. (exception for the grandmas that picked the same date) The Glorious prize.....  the pride in knowing you picked correctly!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2856311576606511004?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2856311576606511004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2856311576606511004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2856311576606511004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2856311576606511004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-poll-calendar.html' title='Baby Poll Calendar'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2550942036627307774</id><published>2009-10-05T19:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:15:55.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things the boys say...</title><content type='html'>Jayce:  "Open your belly."  translation - lift up your shirt so I can play/poke/sing at your belly/baby.  Earlier today, he played construction on the belly using a saw, hammer and drill.  Fortunately he's learned to be gentle. This is a fun activity at home, but he tends to say it everywhere we go, but luckily my shirt has only been lifted up at home.  Jaeden on the other hand does not usually like to see my belly and is always trying to close the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden:  "Jaeden would like..."  "Jaeden told Jayce to ..."  " Jaeden...."  yes, for the last 2 weeks, he has decided to speak in third person.  we're not sure where this came from, but it keeps us laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Jayce's favorite activities is to fall from standing straight to the ground.  He goes from vertical to horizontal without bending anything.  I'm really not sure what hits first. Occasionally, it's his hands, but he looks more like a belly flop on the ground.  yesterday, he decided to a belly flop from his stool (which is only about 8 inches high) but he was standing on the stool, and the next thing we knew he was lying on the ground.  Only once did he hit his nose, but it didn't stop him from doing it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden's current favorite song is "the little drummer boy"  I'm not sure how we started listening to that, but that's all he wants to hear in the car.  I know for Joel's family it's a felony to listen to any christmas music before thanksgiving,  but i don't mind hearing xmas music in sept or oct.  and we rarely hear anything but "the little drummer boy."   Jayce's choice is always "mamma mia" or "super trouper"  which jaeden can sing almost both entire songs.  his music memory is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2550942036627307774?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2550942036627307774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2550942036627307774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2550942036627307774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2550942036627307774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-boys-say.html' title='Things the boys say...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1518028657779678382</id><published>2009-09-26T09:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:41:51.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden's 4th Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Jaeden had a blast at his Pirate Birthday Party.  He'd been waiting for his party for several weeks.  When I asked him what he wanted to do for his party, his response was party games.  We played musical blankets while listening to some fun pirate music.  Jaeden and James, who was the oldest 6, were the winners.  We then went outside to find some scattered pirate treasures - party favors wrapped in foil. Before going outside, the kids could pick a hat, hook or eye patch to wear like a pirate.  We then ate cake and opened a few presents inside.  Next, we went outside to follow a treasure map - the kids listened to steps required to find One Eyed Crazy Joel's treasure.  They ran, hopped and skipped from the backyard to the front where they found a big red 'X' on the fence with One Eyed Crazy Joel waiting and protecting his pinata treasure chest.  Jaeden and the kids loved this game, and when the fence was opened, they picked up the treasure chest and took off running.  Jaeden had to play the game again after his friends left.  And his favorite part was walking the plank - a 2 x 6 balanced on cinder blocks.  The first thing he asked this morning was if he could go walk the plank - at 6:40 am when he woke up, luckily it was still fairly dark.  Somehow we've managed to not yet go outside, but I'm sure that won't last for long.  Jaeden talked about his treasure hunt the rest of the night.  It was cute, when he said he thought there was going to be a real pirate behind the fence, not daddy.  I'll try to find more pics, but I think we videoed more of the party than took pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4k3ebRKRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JnO5hy7pI4A/s1600-h/9-26-09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4k3ebRKRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JnO5hy7pI4A/s320/9-26-09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782739860531474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pirate ship cake with a small (un-iced) island, since Jaeden doesn't eat icing.  Jaeden informed me that he wanted the treasure chest buried on the island, not put on the boat, and the parrot was to be looking out for the treasure chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h1Z5145I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nfTYUiO5Idw/s1600-h/9-26-09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h1Z5145I/AAAAAAAAAbA/nfTYUiO5Idw/s320/9-26-09+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385779405751968658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved all the candy on the boat and the swedish fish in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h1JN6cfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/W612vR8-Op4/s1600-h/9-26-09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h1JN6cfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/W612vR8-Op4/s320/9-26-09+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385779401272750578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Jayce looking for treasures.  Jayce picked an eye patch to wear and looked very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h0jHjrgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SoyaPDalq5k/s1600-h/9-26-09+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h0jHjrgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SoyaPDalq5k/s320/9-26-09+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385779391045545474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon enjoyed walking around in the yard.  Junie and Jaeden are seen behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h0X9A7DI/AAAAAAAAAao/tnkeeP7SHys/s1600-h/9-26-09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4h0X9A7DI/AAAAAAAAAao/tnkeeP7SHys/s320/9-26-09+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385779388048534578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden blowing out his candles.  Zachary came dressed with his own pirate hat.  Jaeden had told him last Friday that it was a dress up party. So Zachary came prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4hz7HFBrI/AAAAAAAAAag/SdqY-O65Zo8/s1600-h/9-26-09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4hz7HFBrI/AAAAAAAAAag/SdqY-O65Zo8/s320/9-26-09+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385779380306118322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden blew out the candles first like he wanted, and then we lit them again for everyone else to blow them out.  He sat there very patiently the second time around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1518028657779678382?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1518028657779678382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1518028657779678382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1518028657779678382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1518028657779678382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/jaedens-4th-birthday-party.html' title='Jaeden&apos;s 4th Birthday Party'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sr4k3ebRKRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JnO5hy7pI4A/s72-c/9-26-09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2771209435623870332</id><published>2009-09-12T14:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:09:39.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip to Utah - Nov 2008</title><content type='html'>As all that read my blog know, I'm still trying to fill in the 3+ months of no blogs that occurred at the end of last year.  I last left off with Cancun...  Two weeks later we made a suprise Thanksgiving trip to Utah; well, Windy and Misty knew since someone had to help pick us up from the airport very late Wed night.  Joel loves suprises.  He called his mom early Thurs morning pretending he was making his favorite yams here in Texas.  We drove down to Jorgy and G's house and exited the car at the end of the street.  We then walked the short distance to their house and rang the bell just in time for a yummy Thanksgiving meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-31.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919812249649&amp;amp;site=widget-31.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919812249649&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p1/3386706919812249649/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919812249649&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p2/3386706919812249649/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919812249649&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p4/3386706919812249649/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a blast playing in the snow.  Jaeden and Jayce loved throwing snowballs. Jaeden even tried hitting a little girl on her sled with one of his snowballs. Jaeden liked stomping on his mini snowmen that daddy made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2771209435623870332?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2771209435623870332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2771209435623870332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2771209435623870332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2771209435623870332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-trips-to-utah-nov-08-june-09.html' title='Our Trip to Utah - Nov 2008'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7767315163021768064</id><published>2009-09-12T12:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:13:58.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY... belly shots for those in Utah</title><content type='html'>This is me today at 33 weeks and 3 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc7xrXItI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RuOswFiaUaI/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc7xrXItI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RuOswFiaUaI/s320/Sept+12,+2009+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380637099329790674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc7c7Yj9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/pdEgmf85-tY/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc7c7Yj9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/pdEgmf85-tY/s320/Sept+12,+2009+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380637093759848402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc664jwiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t0AkNnzZiFI/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc664jwiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t0AkNnzZiFI/s320/Sept+12,+2009+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380637084621193762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me at 39 weeks and 2 days, on my way to the hospital to deliver Jayce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvkoAnTOpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/gz1B-o7i3LQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvkoAnTOpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/gz1B-o7i3LQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380645555834927762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvknr9sDnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ez5TXQUQ-SE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvknr9sDnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ez5TXQUQ-SE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380645550291684978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7767315163021768064?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7767315163021768064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7767315163021768064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7767315163021768064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7767315163021768064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-belly-shots-for-those-in-utah.html' title='FINALLY... belly shots for those in Utah'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/Sqvc7xrXItI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RuOswFiaUaI/s72-c/Sept+12,+2009+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-2725754951077351854</id><published>2009-09-12T12:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:36:57.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool 9-8-09</title><content type='html'>The boys had orientation on 9-3, but I was actually able to take them to their first full day.  Jayce has had no problem adjusting.  He ran right into his classroom and didn't look back.  It helps that he took Jaeden twice a week last year to that same room.  Jaeden has a new teacher, Ms. Catherine, but the same assistant Ms. Deanna is in his room again, which he's very happy about.  He's enjoying his new class at least from what I can tell.  The 3 year old and older classes have Chapel each morning for 15 mins or so where they sing songs and learn a bible story.  Last night Jaeden told me that at school they pray with their hands together, but he prefers to fold his arms like we've taught him.  He's too observant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the only pictures I was able to take on our way out the door.  Jaeden did not want to let go of the lion, and Jayce had to find a toy he could hold too (a dora microphone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvboqvriqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fjuatha51xQ/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvboqvriqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fjuatha51xQ/s320/Sept+12,+2009+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380635671539714722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvboFbKZdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_usBqtO0rIM/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvboFbKZdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_usBqtO0rIM/s320/Sept+12,+2009+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380635661521544658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvbnmkSxTI/AAAAAAAAAZg/nyhM1bzy-gE/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvbnmkSxTI/AAAAAAAAAZg/nyhM1bzy-gE/s320/Sept+12,+2009+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380635653238342962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-2725754951077351854?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2725754951077351854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=2725754951077351854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2725754951077351854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/2725754951077351854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-preschool-9-8-09.html' title='First Day of Preschool 9-8-09'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvboqvriqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fjuatha51xQ/s72-c/Sept+12,+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6419017702285149831</id><published>2009-09-12T12:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:26:48.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Buckeyes!!!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to dress the boys in the jersey's last week, but OSU still won!!  This week's game is more important anyways.  The boys love wearing their jersey's and have been playing football with daddy. here's a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYdjZgvZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1RHlkEVmjqk/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYdjZgvZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1RHlkEVmjqk/s320/Sept+12,+2009+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380632182054239634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYdd3MAzI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Em_IkzqXxUY/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYdd3MAzI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Em_IkzqXxUY/s320/Sept+12,+2009+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380632180568097586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYci-ORAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Tq0xmdNYTXA/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYci-ORAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Tq0xmdNYTXA/s320/Sept+12,+2009+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380632164759913474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZjFpaA7I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dhkSfeOi1Js/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZjFpaA7I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dhkSfeOi1Js/s320/Sept+12,+2009+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380633376658686898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYcAVpUTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0n7teL1vgQ4/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYcAVpUTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0n7teL1vgQ4/s320/Sept+12,+2009+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380632155462914354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYbvzM-tI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aFtvJ0NoHP8/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYbvzM-tI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aFtvJ0NoHP8/s320/Sept+12,+2009+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380632151023483602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZktMkEzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZlUvCFtGdj4/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZktMkEzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZlUvCFtGdj4/s320/Sept+12,+2009+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380633404454998834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZkBeCCXI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/npAU0hYKE3U/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZkBeCCXI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/npAU0hYKE3U/s320/Sept+12,+2009+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380633392717105522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZjqzXr3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/FkVwu4BLkmI/s1600-h/Sept+12,+2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvZjqzXr3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/FkVwu4BLkmI/s320/Sept+12,+2009+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380633386632589170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden went to grab his ohio state football helmet to play football...  It was the helmet we made for Halloween when he was 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6419017702285149831?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6419017702285149831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6419017702285149831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6419017702285149831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6419017702285149831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-buckeyes.html' title='Go Buckeyes!!!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqvYdjZgvZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1RHlkEVmjqk/s72-c/Sept+12,+2009+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3355488526199538178</id><published>2009-09-06T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:49:06.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My cars new windows</title><content type='html'>This past week has been quite an event for my almost 4 year old car.  Last Saturday, we took my car to be inspected, and they failed it only because there was a small tear in the windshield wipers.  Of course, Joel was not going to pay to have them replaced, when he could do the job for 50% less.  Well, while changing the wipers that day, one of them slipped from his hand hitting the window and causing 2 large cracks.  Of course, in TX this would have probably passed inspection  - good wiper blades and large crack in windshield.  (Didn't they know we've been in a drought, and NO ONE has used their wipers for the past 3 months!!)  Anyways, I couldn't tolerate the crack, and Joel didn't want to have it reinspected with the crack, that wasn't there the 1st time.  So we called on Monday to have the windshield replaced.  It was very quick and easy since they come to the house.  Well, we thought all was well until I walked out Friday morning on the way to my 32 week ob visit and saw tons of glass behind my car.  I was thinking did someone hit my car?? It had been parked in the driveway all night.  Anyways, on closer inspection, it was obvious the car had been shot 5+ times that night. (Most likely a pellet gun) At least 3 of the shots hit the window which was 100% shattered. One hit the car near the back wiper and one hit the driver's side tail light.  Our neighbors said they heard the shots around 9 the night before.  There was 5 or so rapid fire shots.  They didn't know at the time what had been hit, but obviously it was my car.  Joel's car luckily did not get hit eventhough it's parked only a couple feet from mine.  Of course this happened on a Friday, so I had to call everyone - the police, insurance...  to get everything arranged, knowing it would be much harder over labor day weekend. So I called my dad, to help drive us to the doctor's appt.  When we got home, I called the police to report the accidenct.  Jaeden was very excited to meet a real police officer, and the guy was very nice to both Jaeden and Jayce.  Of course, Jaeden noticed his gun and had to go get his own.  Well, after multiple transfers while talking to our insurance co., I finally got to schedule for the back window to be replaced.  Suprisingly, they let me pick one, which I chose the same group that came on Monday.  And they were able to come that day :) Joel's comment..."I cracked the front windshield, so we'd know who to call."  Anyways, I'm still scheduled to meet with the insurance adjuster on Tues AM for the rest of the car.  But my car now has brand new front and back windshields right before it's 4th birthday 9/24.  (which I know only because Jaeden came early and was born 5 days later)  Thank goodness for close friends in Ohio, because Jaeden came the day they were coming to pick up the car to put in the after-market leather, which helped decrease the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSChMgLcRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ok7URiHVddI/s1600-h/sept+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSChMgLcRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ok7URiHVddI/s320/sept+2009+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567361790701842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCgjzJb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Wc9CvII-bF8/s1600-h/sept+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCgjzJb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Wc9CvII-bF8/s320/sept+2009+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567350864408418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCgErlCCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_M5GUsBQwzg/s1600-h/sept+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCgErlCCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_M5GUsBQwzg/s320/sept+2009+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567342511163426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCfiIPhuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KaiVogWMvMQ/s1600-h/sept+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCfiIPhuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KaiVogWMvMQ/s320/sept+2009+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567333236147938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCfNSNKII/AAAAAAAAAXw/hWPHRe7hRII/s1600-h/sept+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSCfNSNKII/AAAAAAAAAXw/hWPHRe7hRII/s320/sept+2009+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378567327640791170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you have been asking for a pic of me pregnant, well inadvertently my reflection is in one of the pics, although I think it misses my tiny belly.  Jayce's reflection is seen in the one with the tail light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3355488526199538178?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3355488526199538178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3355488526199538178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3355488526199538178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3355488526199538178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-cars-new-windows.html' title='My cars new windows'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SqSChMgLcRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ok7URiHVddI/s72-c/sept+2009+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1910217076508337707</id><published>2009-09-06T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:02:59.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys at play</title><content type='html'>This past week, the boys have created the perfect game on their own.  It allows each one to do what he likes best while playing together.  Jaeden created the 'game' where he is a dog trainer, and yes Jayce plays the dog.  Of course, as a trainer, Jaeden gets to command and boss the little dog around, which everyone knows, if Jaeden is in charge - then he will always be happy. Jayce loves to pretend being a puppy, and suprisingly, he doesn't mind Jaeden telling him to:  'sit', 'come', 'stay', 'lay down'...  Jayce will even 'fetch'.  However, he picks the toy up with his hands then puts it in his mouth before delivering it back to Jaeden.  Jayce usually walks on his feet instead of crawling like a puppy, and Jaeden enjoys "dragging" him around.  For 'sit' Jayce just plops to the ground. It's pretty hilarious to watch all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1910217076508337707?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1910217076508337707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1910217076508337707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1910217076508337707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1910217076508337707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/boys-at-play.html' title='The boys at play'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1740306311063773094</id><published>2009-08-30T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:38:24.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayce and the Scriptures?</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm not sure Jayce listens to anything we read every night, but we do get his attention when there's a picture of a thunderstorm.  Jayce loves rainstorms... so I know he heard the lessons about Noah's Ark, the plagues of Egypt, and Jonah and the whale, 3 stories depicted with rainstorms!!  He regularly prays for rainstorms, or at least says 'thank you for rainstorms'  which must be getting heard, since we've finally started having mini-rains almost daily for the past 2 weeks. We're still not out of severe drought conditions - NO WATERING ALLOWED, but the small rains are helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce always makes us laugh when he's praying. He hasn't figured out how to close his eyes yet, but if you ask him to he makes this funny face while trying.  He says a prayer, and usually says thank you for mommy, daddy, jaeden and jayce while pointing to each of us during the prayer. He also frequently says 'Jaeden behave' which I frequently mention in my prayers for them to behave. but Jaeden does not like it when Jayce says it all the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1740306311063773094?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1740306311063773094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1740306311063773094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1740306311063773094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1740306311063773094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/jayce-and-scriptures.html' title='Jayce and the Scriptures?'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4486456785620438818</id><published>2009-08-30T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:19:17.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaeden and the Scriptures</title><content type='html'>So we had been reading from 'My Book of Mormon Storybook' until I recently found 'My Bible Storybook.' It tells very condensed versions of the stories with pictures, and they are short enough for their small attention spans.  Although I'm not sure anything is short enough for Jayce.  Jaeden does very well listening and understanding all the stories, and occasionally loves to act out the stories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading about Sodom &amp; Gomorrah, we acted out Lot and his wife turning into a pillar of salt for at least a week.  The 3 characters being Lot - who didn't look back, the wife - who did look,, and Heavenly Father.  Jayce just runs around and tries to participate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read one night about Samuel and Eli (1 Samuel 3) where Samuel thinks Eli is calling him during the night until the 3rd time, when Eli says, maybe Heavenly Father is calling you.  The next day I went to pick them up after work, and they had just been put in bed for naps, but my dad said he was sure they were not asleep yet.  So I was calling from the bottom of my parent's stairs to Jaeden, telling him he could get out of bed and come down.  Well, it took several calls without any response.  When he was finally downstairs, I asked why he didn't come at first... his response..."I thought you were Heavenly Father calling me."  Of course, he says this with a straight face, not intending to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He frequently talks about Moses and the parting of the Red Sea, and also remembers about the plagues of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also asks why Jesus died on a cross.  And must have learned in primary about Judas being the bad guy, because he refers to bad people, and usually mentions Judas being bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we read the Christmas story, and he asked "Why can't you walk when your going to have a baby?"  We replied that you can walk, but it was a long distance, and they didn't Mary having the baby until she arrived in Bethleham. His response, "They didn't want the baby to come out and land on the donkey?" We just said yes that's right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4486456785620438818?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4486456785620438818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4486456785620438818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4486456785620438818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4486456785620438818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/jaeden-and-scriptures.html' title='Jaeden and the Scriptures'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-7024598523889825443</id><published>2009-08-30T20:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:57:06.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of Late at the Jorgensen House</title><content type='html'>As usual, the boys make funny comments on a daily basis and keep us thoroughly entertained and always on our toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of our favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce - 'Dum Dum Head'  which he started himself, and we've been trying to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both love to say 'Budde Road' (pronounced booty) since they know they can't get in trouble for saying this nearby street name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden is always into pretending to be someone else, and gives the rest of the family their pretend names as well.  Although we frequently hear Jayce saying, "No, I'm not blank, I'm Jayce Arthur!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love to battle/wrestle with Daddy.  Jayce love to charge head first into Joel, whereas Jaeden likes fighting more from a distance with occasional sneak attacks.  Wrestling ends with a 'boo-yah' chest bump, which usual sends Jayce down to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeden is always puzzling us with deep thought questions, such as "How does the baby come out??  Do they cut you open?"  We've taught him that mommy's have a 'baby tunnel' and that's how the baby comes out of the belly.  And we've left it at that. Although his next question was "Can I watch the baby come out?" Which we replied with a definite NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-7024598523889825443?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7024598523889825443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=7024598523889825443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7024598523889825443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/7024598523889825443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-of-late-at-jorgensen-house.html' title='Things of Late at the Jorgensen House'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4432549360594170150</id><published>2009-08-30T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:31:32.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent show - 8-28-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SpsnyfDEUUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZLCPzqYYTNc/s1600-h/talent+show.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SpsnyfDEUUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZLCPzqYYTNc/s320/talent+show.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375934328478126402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, we had our 2nd annual primary talent show.  Jaeden has been looking forward to this event for the last month.  The Sunday the talent show was announced, I asked him on the way home from church, what he would like to do.  His immediate response "I'm going to play the drums!"  I was thinking saying an article of faith would be easier, but he insisted on the drums.  We've had regular drumming concerts at our house for the past 2 months. His favorite song is "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and he plays the beat and sings the whole first verse very well for 3! I was a little worried the drumming would be too loud, since that's the only volume we hear at home, but I guess the crowd quieted him some because while we could easily hear the drums being tapped, it was very soft!! Joel held the mic so all could hear him sing! Overall, it was a good first talent show performance, and he is very proud of his "I'm special" sticker.  Joel will try to post a video soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4432549360594170150?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4432549360594170150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4432549360594170150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4432549360594170150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4432549360594170150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/talent-show-8-28-09.html' title='Talent show - 8-28-09'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/SpsnyfDEUUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZLCPzqYYTNc/s72-c/talent+show.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-979810671517881793</id><published>2009-08-09T22:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:19:55.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancun Finale - part III</title><content type='html'>So, if you haven't noticed, I'm very excited to have found these slideshows which make it very very easy to upload an abundance of pictures.  You can either watch the slideshow or click on view all.  I do have a small phrase typed about most pictures, which you can read by scrolling over the pic or by viewing all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also don't miss the stuff I added at the bottom of the first Cancun blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-18.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919808909336&amp;amp;site=widget-18.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808909336&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-18.slide.com/p1/3386706919808909336/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808909336&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-18.slide.com/p2/3386706919808909336/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919808909336&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-18.slide.com/p4/3386706919808909336/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This slideshow is mostly pictures at the resort beach.  The boys loved the sand.  We also took a canoe like boat out on the water, but I guess there are no pictures because the boys, Junie and I were escorted/pushed by daddy and papa instead of using oars.  The last 2 pictures are Jaeden and daddy in a very bubbly bath. After Jaeden got out... Since everything is included at the resort, Joel decided since we don't drink alcohol, he should not let it all go to waste - and he dumped to bottles into the large bath tub, yes all 4 of us could easily fit into the tub.  Afterwards, I had to air out the room, so the boys and us did not get high on the fumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-979810671517881793?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/979810671517881793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=979810671517881793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/979810671517881793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/979810671517881793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/cancun-finale-part-iii.html' title='Cancun Finale - part III'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-3669027512700549901</id><published>2009-08-09T21:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:00:26.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancun - Isla Mujeres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919808907656&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808907656&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p1/3386706919808907656/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808907656&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p2/3386706919808907656/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919808907656&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p4/3386706919808907656/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day trip was to Isla Mujeres.  We enjoyed an "Entertainment" boat ride.  The four guys - captain &amp; crew - did a hilareous re-enactment of Titanic and other assorted comedy-esque routines.  Jaeden still talks about the funny boat ride. Most of the pics from the boat ride are in the slideshow on the previous post.  We decided to stay on the boat to take a ride around the island.  This is how we got the pictures of the crystal clear water.  We also had an opportunity to swim in the water which felt great.  Unfortunately, they were not able to anchor the boat as usual is relatively shallow water, so we all donned lifejackets for a more enjoyable swim.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best stories from our Cancun trip was swimming in the water.  I guess this was Jaeden's first experience swimming in salt water, as he had just turned 3.  Anyways, even with a lifejacket, some of the water got in his mouth, which he did not like at all!!  When I explained it tasted funny because it was salt water, his response was "I like the pepper water better!"  For several months, he referred to normal water as pepper water.  I think he also remembered having swam in the lake with his life jacket that summer, which of course did not have any salt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-3669027512700549901?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3669027512700549901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=3669027512700549901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3669027512700549901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/3669027512700549901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/cancun-isla-mujeres.html' title='Cancun - Isla Mujeres'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-6656321421214615598</id><published>2009-08-05T22:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:02:28.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancun - 9+ months later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3026418949618904813&amp;amp;site=widget-ed.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949618904813&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p1/3026418949618904813/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949618904813&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p2/3026418949618904813/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3026418949618904813&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p4/3026418949618904813/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above pictures are from the beach and around the resort.  We had a blast hanging out and eating anything you wanted!  The boys love being outdoors!  The iguanas were always easy to find, but I guess we don't have a close up picture of one, but they could be seen almost anywhere enjoying the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919808906154&amp;amp;site=widget-aa.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808906154&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p1/3386706919808906154/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919808906154&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p2/3386706919808906154/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919808906154&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p4/3386706919808906154/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from the day trip Joel and I took to historic Chichen Itza.  There is the one large temple like building in the middle with other smaller structures in the area.  Of course, like most ruins, there is alot of evidence of their scientific knowledge.  Each side of the temple has 91 steps to correlate with the 364 days of the year plus a final step to the smaller temple on top to make 365.  The acoustics were amazing - I think it was the angle they built the temple helped to amplify the sound, so anyone speaking from the top of the temple could easily be heard.  The guide had us clap to her how loud the sound was magnified from a small clap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-6656321421214615598?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6656321421214615598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=6656321421214615598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6656321421214615598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/6656321421214615598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/cancun-6-months-later.html' title='Cancun - 9+ months later...'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4632029117398112234</id><published>2009-07-01T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:03:30.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes - I'm still blogging!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile since I've posted, but I seem to always be busy :)  I don't know how some of you (emily) find time to post everyday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new background is inspired by Jaeden, who is very excited about seeing the fireworks.  Tonight at dinner Joel asked what was coming on Saturday, and Jaeden replied - Fireworks, not Daddy's birthday as Joel was expecting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People  around us have been practicing with fireworks for the last week, and a few nights ago, Jaeden asked about the noise, and when learning it was fireworks, we had to open the blinds in his room "just in case he could see some from his window."  although we did tell him, it was very unlikely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to blog about, but i'm also living life and trying to study for my board exam i'm hoping to take later this month.  lots and lots of studying is still required!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4632029117398112234?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4632029117398112234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4632029117398112234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4632029117398112234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4632029117398112234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-im-still-blogging.html' title='Yes - I&apos;m still blogging!'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-4910617663317660453</id><published>2009-05-20T21:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:09:59.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's boy all the way</title><content type='html'>I am now sure that Jaeden has mostly his mommies genes. Tonight when we finished family scripture time we sang our songs as normal. We all choose a church song that we want to sing that night. During some of the fast upbeat songs the boys run around, jump, clap, or climb on mommy or daddy. well tonight Jaeden tried something new. We were in the middle of singing one of their favorite songs when we here Jaeden call out "watch this". As Jess and I turn our head to see what he is doing we see him jump up from his scripture mat and drop his pants showing us his business. Jess and I had to do everything we could not to laugh. Jayce meanwhile thought that Jaeden's new move was hysterical so he began to try it, thank heavens he can't get his diaper down as fast as Jaeden can his drawers. Well needless to say we put an end to this move especially during a supposedly religious moment. I know what everyone is thinking and I totally concur that Jaeden is just like Jessica. There is no way I would have done this as a child. Just ask my mom I was innocent and sweet. I think we are in trouble he is only 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-4910617663317660453?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4910617663317660453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=4910617663317660453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4910617663317660453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/4910617663317660453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/jessicas-boy-all-way.html' title='Jessica&apos;s boy all the way'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2639085307793685954.post-1254763464288162947</id><published>2009-05-14T20:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:03:46.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is....</title><content type='html'>Grandma G - yes, the large lump on his head is from a mosquito bite. Jayce is very allergic and swells very quickly after any mosquito bite. The bite occurred Sunday evening, the picture was taken Monday evening, and by Tuesday, there was no evidence of any bite or bump. The week before Jayce got two bites on his right hand (within 2 days) and his hand was huge and very red!!! I kept thinking he had cellulitis. For some reason, the head bite did not get as red as usual. For those that have been reading the blog for awhile...you could refer to an older post 9/28/08 "Jayce's words at 16 months", that shows his very swollen ear from one mosquito bite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd place goes to the one who answered "head shut in car door"  if you look at the top picture there is a bruise over his cheek bone.  this occurred on saturday when jaeden tried closing the car door, but unfortunatly jayce's head was in the way!  however, the large lump is definitely from a mosquito bite, i saw the initial bite and watched it swell over a few short hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2639085307793685954-1254763464288162947?l=thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1254763464288162947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2639085307793685954&amp;postID=1254763464288162947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1254763464288162947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2639085307793685954/posts/default/1254763464288162947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejorgensenjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is....'/><author><name>jj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175169256042476703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2brr2lZOXzc/S0gKBeZ8QkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7ol0OaEbT1M/S220/008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
