<?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-156749390428013871</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:18:25.349-08:00</updated><category term='Ca'/><title type='text'>J Dub</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6590186923816646179</id><published>2011-08-23T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:29:06.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nByRHLPB4OA/TlO46qMcIeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hJfAVskygUA/s1600/P8170011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nByRHLPB4OA/TlO46qMcIeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hJfAVskygUA/s200/P8170011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644058075923751394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKIMWn0Ghmk/TlO46PNP0vI/AAAAAAAAAW4/7ANJqvDBQDM/s1600/P7190212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKIMWn0Ghmk/TlO46PNP0vI/AAAAAAAAAW4/7ANJqvDBQDM/s200/P7190212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644058068679381746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiQDiTdHCks/TlO45hocsHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cnW8aBgN3r4/s1600/P7150171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiQDiTdHCks/TlO45hocsHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cnW8aBgN3r4/s200/P7150171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644058056445440114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since we talked last. Summer has come and gone, and Jack and I are getting so big. We are having fun learning how to be brothers. We have mastered the skill of fighting and making up with hugs. We love to ride our bikes together, play outside, take trips to the nearby high school, read books, and hang with family. We are home today with mom with what she's calling "pinkeye." Sounds fun, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6590186923816646179?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6590186923816646179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6590186923816646179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6590186923816646179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6590186923816646179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2011/08/lot-has-happened-since-we-talked-last.html' title='Hi all!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nByRHLPB4OA/TlO46qMcIeI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hJfAVskygUA/s72-c/P8170011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7306194188947422540</id><published>2011-04-04T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:05:16.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for John</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGWDgvRz-UM/TZqGs9QqQfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GuokIApeNXQ/s1600/February%2B2011%2B49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGWDgvRz-UM/TZqGs9QqQfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GuokIApeNXQ/s200/February%2B2011%2B49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591929994250699250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--tWXl1CeSzY/TZqGsWCFw5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3-svHgYs17A/s1600/February%2B2011%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--tWXl1CeSzY/TZqGsWCFw5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/3-svHgYs17A/s200/February%2B2011%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591929983720604562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_u_q52YIzI/TZqGr63h83I/AAAAAAAAAWU/Uf1cEUKYS_s/s1600/February%2B2011%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_u_q52YIzI/TZqGr63h83I/AAAAAAAAAWU/Uf1cEUKYS_s/s200/February%2B2011%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591929976428557170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I really do. It has been way too long. There has been so much that has happened since my last post, I better get right to it.&lt;br /&gt;I am a big 3 year old, and Jack is now 2! Can you believe it? He's grown up so fast. We are learning to love eachother's company and actually like playing with one another. Mom and Dad are constantly making comments about how much "easier" their life is getting. What is that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;What do I love these days? Singing, dancing, discovering how things work, and playing with Jack are on the top of my list. Jack? He likes throwing balls (and other objects), destroying, and playing with me. Jack and I do lots together. We play outside, ride bikes, read, watch movies, and surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;You know, there's lots of special Johns in my life. One of them is the guy who my mom and dad went to visit in New York City this past weekend. My mom told me that he was complaining that the blog wasn't updated, so I felt like I needed to update you all and make a promise to do it more often. So, this one's for you John! We love you and thanks for showing my parents a good time~did they behave? If not, I like telling them to go to "timeout" these days too. We love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7306194188947422540?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7306194188947422540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7306194188947422540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7306194188947422540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7306194188947422540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-ones-for-john.html' title='This one&apos;s for John'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGWDgvRz-UM/TZqGs9QqQfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GuokIApeNXQ/s72-c/February%2B2011%2B49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-254208250368725284</id><published>2010-08-04T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:09:27.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFocbMM48JI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XullBb0_uXw/s1600/P8040006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFocbMM48JI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XullBb0_uXw/s200/P8040006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501741148243816594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFoca96D-jI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uWct2m8NORA/s1600/P8040013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFoca96D-jI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uWct2m8NORA/s200/P8040013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501741144406751794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFocaa9z4GI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dZJEoFWq1ck/s1600/P8040015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFocaa9z4GI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dZJEoFWq1ck/s200/P8040015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501741135027232866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of you kids out there have a great beginning to the school year. Personally, I can't wait to get to school and I think I'm ready...I know how to use my manners, I know how to sing Happy Birthday, and I really love being around other kids. On that same note, I think Jack is pretty close to being ready, too. He can say most animal sounds, and is really good at saying NO-mom and dad talk lots about kids like that from their schools.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures my mom and dad took when they got back from their first day of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-254208250368725284?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/254208250368725284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=254208250368725284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/254208250368725284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/254208250368725284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-first-day-of-school.html' title='Happy First Day of School'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TFocbMM48JI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XullBb0_uXw/s72-c/P8040006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-3635451071116881422</id><published>2010-07-27T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:13:49.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQ5HKgAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/VoOrfdWzxNQ/s1600/P7220018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQ5HKgAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/VoOrfdWzxNQ/s200/P7220018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498774488949096450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQqMrocI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aWDWZmGgjCY/s1600/P7230031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQqMrocI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aWDWZmGgjCY/s200/P7230031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498774484945707458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQOeg80I/AAAAAAAAAVU/CZgtM5kgmrU/s1600/P7200004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQOeg80I/AAAAAAAAAVU/CZgtM5kgmrU/s200/P7200004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498774477504312130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been great, and it's coming to an end. Mom and Dad are heading back to work, and Jack and I get to go back to having parties with Grandma, Nana, and Miss Sharon. We are excited, but we know mom and dad are a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;Big news... I cut my hair. I wanted a buzz cut like my dad. I look pretty cute, but my mom thinks it makes me look older, which makes her sad. Jack is still up to no good, as you can see from the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a good summer. Love and kisses to you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-3635451071116881422?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/3635451071116881422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=3635451071116881422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3635451071116881422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3635451071116881422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-of-summer.html' title='End of Summer'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TE-SQ5HKgAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/VoOrfdWzxNQ/s72-c/P7220018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2828655196436480718</id><published>2010-07-18T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:55:36.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-d6BffkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iuwoI3SQ_fA/s1600/P7100036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-d6BffkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iuwoI3SQ_fA/s200/P7100036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495445391323135554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-dl67YPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ISp_YUpn2TA/s1600/P7160040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-dl67YPI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ISp_YUpn2TA/s200/P7160040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495445385926893810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-cyEzgLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/B26h-3wBAX4/s1600/P7090012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-cyEzgLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/B26h-3wBAX4/s200/P7090012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495445372009676978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-cYv6e1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/xgDFITWG48Q/s1600/P7090004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-cYv6e1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/xgDFITWG48Q/s200/P7090004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495445365211167570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love summertime because it gives us all a chance to take some trips together as a family. Jack and I are troopers in the car, so traveling is a little easier for my mom and dad. So far this summer, we've made it to Winter Park, Broomfield, Fort Collins a couple of times, Steamboat and we still have Breckenridge to look forward to soon. &lt;div&gt;Traveling is fun, but we sure do have a lot to pack in the car. Between beds for Jack and I, food, diapers, toys, books, etc., we sure do have a heavy car at the end of it all. Mom is always thankful to get home so that she can get everything put back together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack is learning a lot. He continues to train to become the strongest baby on the planet, but in between that, he loves making animal noises and singing 'ABCs' and 'Twinkle.' He's super cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me? I'm still pretty sweet, and always make people's hearts melt when I say "Hi" to them. I'm pretty charming if you ask me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2828655196436480718?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2828655196436480718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2828655196436480718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2828655196436480718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2828655196436480718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-trips.html' title='Summer Trips'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TEO-d6BffkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iuwoI3SQ_fA/s72-c/P7100036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8662712095174581356</id><published>2010-07-14T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:32:21.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6Adl1IvJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XR61RNurPpo/s1600/P7040078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6Adl1IvJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XR61RNurPpo/s200/P7040078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969841298128018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6AdNWtltI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Yz9Z4kIVgPo/s1600/P7040071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6AdNWtltI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Yz9Z4kIVgPo/s200/P7040071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969834728068818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6AcTcvJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/i_S02EtnIG0/s1600/P7010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6AcTcvJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/i_S02EtnIG0/s200/P7010041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969819184080786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and I have been so lucky to spend some time with our cousins this summer. We love the time we spend with them, and learn different things from each of them! I posted some pictures of Livi, Quinn and Owen. I am missing a picture of Noah. He teaches me lots of fun things. I also put a picture of my Aunt Tera, bc she has my next cousin in her belly. The picture of "Unc John" makes me giggle, too. He's pretty silly.&lt;div&gt;Other than time with cousins, I hear that summer is coming to an end for my mom and dad. Personally, I think they're a bit spoiled to have two months off. Most people seem to be at work during the summer. I love them a lot, but I miss my grandmas too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue to make my mom and dad laugh with my singing and dancing, and Jack keeps them busy by running around dodging danger. Love and open mouth kisses to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8662712095174581356?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8662712095174581356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8662712095174581356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8662712095174581356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8662712095174581356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/07/cousins.html' title='Cousins!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TD6Adl1IvJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XR61RNurPpo/s72-c/P7040078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4901820772300860887</id><published>2010-07-06T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:59:33.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Baby Training</title><content type='html'>I'm helping my brother train for the World's Strongest Baby contest. I'm not sure when or where it is, but I love training Jack for the competition. It's fun for me. There are lots of pictures coming soon from our recent trip to the zoo and the 4th of July. Enjoy the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac49a25e575980e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac49a25e575980e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887027%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22F202E7D25145F22D59404E08054D9594E4E7DC.54ECD9C2162FAB7078137C1EB94775C5E79EDB65%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac49a25e575980e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Duner1lBMdnUOv3S4p_QR9r-GGYg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac49a25e575980e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887027%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22F202E7D25145F22D59404E08054D9594E4E7DC.54ECD9C2162FAB7078137C1EB94775C5E79EDB65%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac49a25e575980e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Duner1lBMdnUOv3S4p_QR9r-GGYg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4901820772300860887?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4901820772300860887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4901820772300860887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4901820772300860887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4901820772300860887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/07/strong-baby-training.html' title='Strong Baby Training'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-3859133938045275539</id><published>2010-06-30T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:28:24.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUMvNBXLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/yR06SGxGsiI/s1600/P6180025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUMvNBXLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/yR06SGxGsiI/s200/P6180025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488573148687326386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUMZDr1DI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oyavsD2-e4U/s1600/P6220047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUMZDr1DI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oyavsD2-e4U/s200/P6220047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488573142742586418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUL3A6q4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/8a3uEk9a_fE/s1600/P6110004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUL3A6q4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/8a3uEk9a_fE/s200/P6110004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488573133604170626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I finally am sitting down to take a minute to update you all on what has been going on. Summer is flying by, and Jack and I are making the most of every minute. I have a lot to get to...so enough with the small talk.&lt;br /&gt;The month of June has consisted of going to the pool, playing outside in our backyard, and lots of little trips around the city and beyond. We have been getting to the pool about 3 times a week, and let me tell you, it is fun. Jack is a crazy man who runs away from mom and dad who have to rescue him from drowning every 20 seconds. I, on the other hand, like to be very cautious. I get a little upset when the water is too cold, and I don't like to be splashed right off the bat. But once I get used to the water, I like to swim around and play dinosaurs. This just consists of me stomping around the pool roaring like a dinosaur. Jack plays with me when his head is above water.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Dad built a fence for Jack and I, although I'm not sure I love it as much as my mom and dad do. It is a little confining if you know what I mean. We play in our water table, mow the yard, and "trim" with our baseball bat. We also love to fill our window well with river rocks. By the end of the evening, we are shirtless and if we're lucky, mom takes our pants off too!&lt;br /&gt;We have made a few little trips this summer to see family and friends, which is always fun. We love seeing cousin Owen, Paige and Reece, and anyone else who is brave enough to host us.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we have been going to the zoo, visiting Miss Sharon twice a week, and spending time with our families.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more to fill you in on, but I have to go to the car wash with dad. He really needs my help. My goal is to update you all a little more often, so you can hold me to it! Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-3859133938045275539?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/3859133938045275539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=3859133938045275539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3859133938045275539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3859133938045275539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-news.html' title='Summer News'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/TCtUMvNBXLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/yR06SGxGsiI/s72-c/P6180025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6295363117380778034</id><published>2010-05-10T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:04:43.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6yqe7mzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NVvROkuyaSc/s1600/P4270015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6yqe7mzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NVvROkuyaSc/s200/P4270015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469827127001717554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6yDUdu4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/TRWuZVI3B90/s1600/P4270016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6yDUdu4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/TRWuZVI3B90/s200/P4270016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469827116488833922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6xQkKndI/AAAAAAAAATs/KlITjXMBpSQ/s1600/P4260013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6xQkKndI/AAAAAAAAATs/KlITjXMBpSQ/s200/P4260013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469827102864481746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone! It's been a while, so I thought I'd update you all on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;Did you all know that mom and dad LEFT Jack and I while they went to Tennessee? Yep...they left us all alone with Grandma, Papa, Aunt Lindsay and Noah, Uncle John and Aunt Tera and Owen. Don't tell them I told you, but we actually had a blast while they were gone. I hope they leave again sometime soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Jack is great. He is really starting to become my play buddy. I still call him the "Swiper" because her will swipe whatever you have in your hands! We still love being outside more than anything. We definitely are earning our nightly baths. Jack is starting to walk more, and is saying things like ball, no, and uh-oh. He is a pretty cute little guy if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad only have a few weeks left before they are off for the summer. I can't wait for us all to be home together once again. I hope everyone is well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6295363117380778034?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6295363117380778034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6295363117380778034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6295363117380778034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6295363117380778034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S-i6yqe7mzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NVvROkuyaSc/s72-c/P4270015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1475523987506166733</id><published>2010-04-28T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:14:09.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Tommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S9jraX6qywI/AAAAAAAAATk/WZ2YhueMRmQ/s1600/P4280028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S9jraX6qywI/AAAAAAAAATk/WZ2YhueMRmQ/s200/P4280028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465376986143312642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have another cousin. Big surprise to all...it's a boy! His name is Tommy, and he really has a lot of hair! He was born in snowy Steamboat, and I can't wait to meet him. Jack and I were just talking about how fun it will be to see Brody again, and to take a look at little Tommy. Congratulations Schwabs!&lt;div&gt;We are doing well. Nothing new...Jack should be walking any day now. Me? I'm really into pretending with my little animals. Just the other day, I was changing "Kitty's" diaper-diaper cream and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1475523987506166733?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1475523987506166733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1475523987506166733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1475523987506166733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1475523987506166733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-tommy.html' title='Welcome Tommy!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S9jraX6qywI/AAAAAAAAATk/WZ2YhueMRmQ/s72-c/P4280028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6126155970872477237</id><published>2010-04-05T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:49:04.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRue78HHI/AAAAAAAAATc/CSXFIYjESis/s1600/P3310047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRue78HHI/AAAAAAAAATc/CSXFIYjESis/s200/P3310047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456834126277254258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRt8X8i8I/AAAAAAAAATU/awkbmUKcxb0/s1600/P4040061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRt8X8i8I/AAAAAAAAATU/awkbmUKcxb0/s200/P4040061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456834116999482306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRtLJqUZI/AAAAAAAAATM/Of9opI2mHwA/s1600/P3230003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRtLJqUZI/AAAAAAAAATM/Of9opI2mHwA/s200/P3230003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456834103786230162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've gone through some more firsts around here recently. Most importantly, my little bud Jack turned 1 on March 31. He loved eating his chocolate cupcake-he gobbled it up and then searched under his paper plate for more when he was done. He's not quite walking, but he's in to everything. He's a climber, and I remind him to behave by telling him, "No Jack." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experienced something very interesting yesterday. I had my Aunt Missy take a pair of scissors to my head as my hair fell to the ground. I pleaded with my mom to get me down, but she made me stay so I could get my hair cut. I think I look quite handsome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having lots of fun these days going on wagon rides, wrestling, reading, and learning a lot! As Jack is moving all around and making all sorts of noises, I am learning lots of words too! I love to talk, count, sing and dance. I also like to announce when I 'toot.' Happy Spring all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6126155970872477237?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6126155970872477237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6126155970872477237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6126155970872477237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6126155970872477237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-firsts.html' title='More Firsts'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S7qRue78HHI/AAAAAAAAATc/CSXFIYjESis/s72-c/P3310047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4587444873286073279</id><published>2010-03-23T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:22:04.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S6kUjJo6jTI/AAAAAAAAATE/An3od0rtXTY/s1600-h/P3180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S6kUjJo6jTI/AAAAAAAAATE/An3od0rtXTY/s200/P3180010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451911418024201522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S6kUilNEBGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7REcRNuGfmE/s1600-h/P3220030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S6kUilNEBGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7REcRNuGfmE/s200/P3220030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451911408243704930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Spring Break when my mom and dad can stay home with Jack and I during the day. Although I miss seeing my Grandmas, I like hanging out with the family too. I love the nice weather so much I want to be outside every second of the day. Jack and I have been on many adventures this break so far. We plan on going to Fort Collins to see cousin "O" and to Broomfield to see Paiger and her new baby sis Reece. Jack and I are going to have a talk with her about how important it is to sleep on her back!&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm laying on the couch with mom since I'm a little warm and cranky. Dad keeps sticking this thing in may ear, and my mom keeps giving me this yucky orange syrup. They both look at me pitifully. I think I like this attention!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Spring Break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4587444873286073279?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4587444873286073279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4587444873286073279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4587444873286073279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4587444873286073279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S6kUjJo6jTI/AAAAAAAAATE/An3od0rtXTY/s72-c/P3180010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2836573886334692479</id><published>2010-03-09T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:47:30.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy,busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S5cWQhjE1PI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uIg_fb8qowM/s1600-h/P3060016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S5cWQhjE1PI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uIg_fb8qowM/s200/P3060016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446846747467109618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S5cWP9Jb4rI/AAAAAAAAASs/eZhjYZRZFnM/s1600-h/P1180051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S5cWP9Jb4rI/AAAAAAAAASs/eZhjYZRZFnM/s200/P1180051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446846737695892146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing the word 'busy.' I hear my mom say it to people on the phone. I hear my dad remind my mom how 'busy' we are. People refer to Jack and I as 'busy.' I don't really feel busy, but I guess I'm not sure what that means. All I know is that when I wake up in the 5 o'clock hour, I immediately want "out" of my crib, and want to "eat" right away. After that, Jack wakes up and our lives really pick up the pace. Constantly eating, playing, misbehaving, wrestling, upstairs, downstairs, outside, inside, walk, park, etc. Then, we go to bed at 7, and the next morning we start all over again. My mom and dad might be 'busy,' but I'm just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2836573886334692479?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2836573886334692479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2836573886334692479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2836573886334692479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2836573886334692479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/03/busybusy.html' title='Busy,busy'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S5cWQhjE1PI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uIg_fb8qowM/s72-c/P3060016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4665080960324463191</id><published>2010-01-25T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:40:15.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S15WBWpPzFI/AAAAAAAAASk/a1bjals703k/s1600-h/P1230064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S15WBWpPzFI/AAAAAAAAASk/a1bjals703k/s200/P1230064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430872781913836626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S15WAyJhFnI/AAAAAAAAASc/d6Pl5fS3SWI/s1600-h/P1100043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S15WAyJhFnI/AAAAAAAAASc/d6Pl5fS3SWI/s200/P1100043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430872772117075570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I am sick of being inside. I stand at the window everyday, look outside, and dream of warm sunny days when I can push my trucks, go to the park, and play in the grass. I love and appreciate the house I live in, but I think I've thought of everything I could possibly do in here. I have played my toys, run in circles, and learned new games on the computer. Thank goodness that Jack is finally playing with me a little. We wrestle and he chases me-can you believe he's already crawling? I hope everyone is having a good LONG winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4665080960324463191?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4665080960324463191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4665080960324463191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4665080960324463191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4665080960324463191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-winter.html' title='LONG Winter'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/S15WBWpPzFI/AAAAAAAAASk/a1bjals703k/s72-c/P1230064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4154338325746743223</id><published>2009-12-17T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:01:17.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>Now that I am 2, I act goofy and naughty to get the attention of my parents. That's what I heard you were supposed to do. It seems to be working, bc since I have started acting like this, I have gotten lots of new toys and other presents. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b91b7fabceea31e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b91b7fabceea31e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887027%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54075E375C5B23768FA2A1AC650E67E25A32FF24.4C00E32902A6D3FED33A3E7A5BEB4D3BEC947016%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b91b7fabceea31e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3Q787bImyviXBijzRryZ6HeOMyA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4b91b7fabceea31e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887027%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54075E375C5B23768FA2A1AC650E67E25A32FF24.4C00E32902A6D3FED33A3E7A5BEB4D3BEC947016%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b91b7fabceea31e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3Q787bImyviXBijzRryZ6HeOMyA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4154338325746743223?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4154338325746743223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4154338325746743223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4154338325746743223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4154338325746743223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7467079680465119245</id><published>2009-12-07T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:21:19.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24FcwLL8I/AAAAAAAAASU/CYEk0FWwwy0/s1600-h/PB250005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24FcwLL8I/AAAAAAAAASU/CYEk0FWwwy0/s200/PB250005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412684730926313410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24FMQsizI/AAAAAAAAASM/lTv-MQIay54/s1600-h/PC040023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24FMQsizI/AAAAAAAAASM/lTv-MQIay54/s200/PC040023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412684726499314482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24ErboUgI/AAAAAAAAASE/K-DraRnOkvk/s1600-h/PC060031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24ErboUgI/AAAAAAAAASE/K-DraRnOkvk/s200/PC060031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412684717686804994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays seem to bring lots of people, lots of food, and lots of laughs. My cousins came to visit over Thanksgiving and it was fun to actually play with them for once! We played trucks, played outside, and had a ball. We got along quite well. &lt;div&gt;We put up our Christmas tree, and that made me very excited. I learned quickly not to take the hangy things off, so now I'm a good boy and I just look. When I wake up in the morning and come down for breakfast, I remind mom it's there by saying, "Tee!" I also love seeing all of the lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack is doing well. I love being with him~he's my best buddy. He is close to crawling, and is eating up a storm! Sometimes he eats my leftovers, since I'm too busy to eat on most days. Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7467079680465119245?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7467079680465119245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7467079680465119245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7467079680465119245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7467079680465119245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-season.html' title='Holiday Season'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sx24FcwLL8I/AAAAAAAAASU/CYEk0FWwwy0/s72-c/PB250005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7232190856422459480</id><published>2009-11-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:52:46.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Movin'!</title><content type='html'>Jack and I were having our nightly naked crazy time, and he started doing this...I thought it was pretty funny!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2396f32f2ae0ce1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7232190856422459480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7232190856422459480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7232190856422459480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/11/jacks-movin.html' title='Jack&apos;s Movin&apos;!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7601354572185096912</id><published>2009-10-31T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:56:22.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuzqncSBrkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q2P7bHNYa84/s1600-h/PA300054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuzqncSBrkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q2P7bHNYa84/s200/PA300054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398948016637980226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a confusing day. Mom and Dad put some silly lion suit on me and an orange puffy outfit on Jack, and we went around to houses and people gave us candy in our empty pumpkins. I think I liked it, but I could tell my mom was a little stressed. She's not the biggest fan of sugar-hmmm...oh well. Happy Ween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7601354572185096912?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7601354572185096912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7601354572185096912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7601354572185096912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7601354572185096912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuzqncSBrkI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q2P7bHNYa84/s72-c/PA300054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-397777275837178200</id><published>2009-10-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:45:27.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqr0YnlZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IAxY-qtBWbY/s1600-h/PA100032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqr0YnlZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IAxY-qtBWbY/s200/PA100032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396625923269694866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqruzzYnI/AAAAAAAAARs/x-1s0mtCg14/s1600-h/PA160054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqruzzYnI/AAAAAAAAARs/x-1s0mtCg14/s200/PA160054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396625921773101682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqrclpmcI/AAAAAAAAARk/fmqrpEpbMwI/s1600-h/PA100031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqrclpmcI/AAAAAAAAARk/fmqrpEpbMwI/s200/PA100031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396625916881902018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More firstssss...I've found that at this age, pretty much every thing I do is a "first." As you can see, I had my first donut, I sat at my table with Jack for the first time, and I played outside during the first frost of the season. &lt;div&gt;All is well here-mom and dad have been home for 2 weeks with Jack and I while they enjoyed Fall Break. During this time, they celebrated their 7 year anniversary, Dad's 32nd birthday, and Dad went to the doctor to make sure that we won't get any more siblings. Mom was really relieved, but I was  a little confused. They act like they love us both so much~ why wouldn't they want more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited for Halloween next week...I'm going to be a lion (ROARRRR!!), and Jack's going to be Tigger. We'll see if I decide to let Mom put my costume on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-397777275837178200?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/397777275837178200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=397777275837178200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/397777275837178200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/397777275837178200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/10/firstsnd.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SuSqr0YnlZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IAxY-qtBWbY/s72-c/PA100032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2872899314277221070</id><published>2009-10-03T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:36:52.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ca'/><title type='text'>Fall 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKGopLjVI/AAAAAAAAARc/E2VIRY_tels/s1600-h/P9050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKGopLjVI/AAAAAAAAARc/E2VIRY_tels/s200/P9050033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388568063254433106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKGKOOglI/AAAAAAAAARU/qPntdRB-xxM/s1600-h/P9190061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKGKOOglI/AAAAAAAAARU/qPntdRB-xxM/s200/P9190061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388568055088317010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKFlERXiI/AAAAAAAAARM/gAJdDeaIGSs/s1600-h/P9280070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKFlERXiI/AAAAAAAAARM/gAJdDeaIGSs/s200/P9280070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388568045114449442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm low on time AND creativity (see title of post)? I cannot believe how life has changed for all of us the past 6 months. Having a brother around the house has made my life crazy. It has taken me about this long to realize that Jack is here to stay, and at times, it makes me act a little naughty. I have learned a few things, though:&lt;div&gt;1. Making this gawd awful grunting sound can get me most whatever I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Throwing hard toys at Jacks head makes mom and dad real mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Although there's another child around, I still think I run the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad are busy at work, and are approaching their 2 week October break, which is always a good thing. Dinner time around the Breeding's consists of quick, easy meals for mom and dad, so that they can manage Jack and I and our large demands at this time of the day. Occasionally, I'll look over and mom will be off in the corner taking long deep breaths-I think this helps her cope with the craziness of dinner hour. Our saving grace are our long evening walks and trips to the park. What will we do when the weather turns bad? More deep breaths for mom I suppose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am talking lots-my favorite phrase is, "Whoa...Big Truck!" I say other things like Thank you, please, kitty, ball , Jack, light, plane, and lots of other words. Jack is doing well-he's just as big as me, and he's rolling over and sitting up with assistance. Mom thinks he'll be sitting up on his own in a week or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is well-Happy Fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2872899314277221070?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2872899314277221070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2872899314277221070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2872899314277221070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2872899314277221070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-2009.html' title='Fall 2009'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SsgKGopLjVI/AAAAAAAAARc/E2VIRY_tels/s72-c/P9050033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7715024839769237433</id><published>2009-08-30T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:28:18.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgcuvKhXI/AAAAAAAAARE/fRG6wRWkF-c/s1600-h/P8150013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgcuvKhXI/AAAAAAAAARE/fRG6wRWkF-c/s200/P8150013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375855889406920050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgcC7W8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eI-JPTVy9CQ/s1600-h/P8070010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgcC7W8BI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eI-JPTVy9CQ/s200/P8070010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375855877646905362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgbkCzEnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HSp-qqjfQn8/s1600-h/P8020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgbkCzEnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HSp-qqjfQn8/s200/P8020004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375855869356610162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy month! Mom and Dad went back to work, and we are all adjusting to the busy life. I have been having fun with my Grandmas, and love to be back at Miss Sharon's where I see my friends. Jack comes along, too, and is doing pretty well. I think he misses my mom and dad a little more than I do. I have learned that I will always end up with them at the end of the day, so it doesn't really matter who I'm with during the daytime. &lt;div&gt;I have really been building my vocabulary and doing other fun things like singing and dancing. I even act like I can play instruments. I love imitating and "helping" around the house~as you can see, I like to help dad mow the lawn. I got pretty sick at the beginning of the month. My friend at daycare gave me her sickies, so that was no fun. Dad took pictures of me sleeping on the couch bc he thought it was so amazing to see me sleep somewhere other than my crib and to be sitting still for so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack is doing well~man, he is big. Thank goodness he can't sit up, stand, or walk or I think that some people may think that he's the older one! He loves to eat, laugh, and take all my mom's attention. I even think she goes to see him a few times while we're supposed to be sleeping at night! No fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy September, everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7715024839769237433?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7715024839769237433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7715024839769237433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7715024839769237433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7715024839769237433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-crazy-month-mom-and-dad-went.html' title=''/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SprgcuvKhXI/AAAAAAAAARE/fRG6wRWkF-c/s72-c/P8150013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-223985558809319033</id><published>2009-07-23T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:35:51.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No mo' summa'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJmbDh2jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ztd-NMuY2Ag/s1600-h/P7220001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJmbDh2jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ztd-NMuY2Ag/s200/P7220001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361757018319346226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJlzl3FcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j55HNs6yXO8/s1600-h/P7220005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJlzl3FcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/j55HNs6yXO8/s200/P7220005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361757007725925826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJlRTWiBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PEX6pg5--Vo/s1600-h/P7220011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJlRTWiBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PEX6pg5--Vo/s200/P7220011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361756998521489426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime with mom and dad is quickly coming to a screeching halt. I am getting a little emotional about it all. I've had an exciting summer with my mom, dad, and new brother Jack. I've learned a lot this summer. I'm running all around, saying words, and perfecting my art of throwing food on the floor during mealtimes.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a few things. I love being with my grandmas during the schoolyear, and Miss Sharon's is a blast, too. Basically, I have them all wrapped around my little finger. I have been telling Jack about all of the adventures that are to come, and I can just tell he's so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jack, he's weighs only 6 pounds less than me-I am so skinny right now. Mom and Dad had to buy me a belt bc my pants kept falling off.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been bad about keeping in touch. Things around here are a little different with Jack in the picture. Everyone's a little busy. I hope you enjoy the pictures. The one with Jack and Mom is funny...that's the face I make when someone tries to keep me in one place for longer than 3 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-223985558809319033?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/223985558809319033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=223985558809319033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/223985558809319033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/223985558809319033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-mo-summa.html' title='No mo&apos; summa&apos;'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SmjJmbDh2jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ztd-NMuY2Ag/s72-c/P7220001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-3640506924405682543</id><published>2009-06-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:11:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6IHRI92I/AAAAAAAAAQU/IXr_hgH-jqc/s1600-h/P6240020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6IHRI92I/AAAAAAAAAQU/IXr_hgH-jqc/s200/P6240020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352380961961604962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6H_jJ53I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UqUdeJBrOxE/s1600-h/P6220013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6H_jJ53I/AAAAAAAAAQM/UqUdeJBrOxE/s200/P6220013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352380959889680242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6Hmr8SwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UXHU5wnQJug/s1600-h/P6150069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6Hmr8SwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UXHU5wnQJug/s200/P6150069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352380953215650562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been a while, I know. I have just been so busy with all of my new responsibilities as "Big Brother," and keeping my parents in line during their summer vacation. They seem to think they are supposed to relax, but Jack and I continually are reminding them that they need to go, go, go!&lt;br /&gt;I am having fun with my parents home. We usually spend the day around the house, although they try to get my brother and I out at least once a day. We take family vacations to Lowe's, Target, and Costco~just to name a few. I am moving really quick, and starting to have long, imaginary conversations with myself and others. I have learned how to give kisses, and to locate peoples' eyes by poking them in the face and saying, "eye!"&lt;br /&gt;I have to laugh, again, at my parents. I overhear their conversations about me and how badly they want me to start talking. I also love how they refer to Jack as such a good boy~he's such a goodie. I do love him though, and have backed off of the head butts, and have moved on to tickling his feet and lots of kisses on the face.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post again soon, but like I said, not a lot of free time around the Breeding household these days. Happy Summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-3640506924405682543?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/3640506924405682543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=3640506924405682543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3640506924405682543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3640506924405682543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time-09.html' title='Summer time &apos;09'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Skd6IHRI92I/AAAAAAAAAQU/IXr_hgH-jqc/s72-c/P6240020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6968042917111238682</id><published>2009-05-11T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:42:19.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SgjhrNDeBQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ih8pz76gGaM/s1600-h/P5100028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SgjhrNDeBQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ih8pz76gGaM/s200/P5100028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334761890975188226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sgjhq-dDocI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mI9bARSgxKw/s1600-h/P5080005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sgjhq-dDocI/AAAAAAAAAP0/mI9bARSgxKw/s200/P5080005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334761887055978946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sgjhqt2SoqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b46JAU1z9l4/s1600-h/P5080004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Sgjhqt2SoqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b46JAU1z9l4/s200/P5080004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334761882598417058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people ask my mom what I am doing while she is feeding Jack...these pictures are a great example of the things I like to do (notice the lampshade-my favorite toy). As soon as she sits down with him, I go from room to room and leave my mark. It only takes her about 10 minutes to feed him, but I move quick! &lt;div&gt;I think my mom had a great Mother's Day. Jack, Dad and I got her a massage at some fancy place. I don't know why she would need something like that. It is going to take her away from all of us for 80 minutes! That would get pretty lonely! Jack is doing well. He is getting REAL big-wearing some of the clothes that I didn't wear until I was 4 or 5 months. Don't tell him I said this, but he's a real pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6968042917111238682?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6968042917111238682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6968042917111238682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6968042917111238682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6968042917111238682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/05/moms-angel.html' title='Mom&apos;s Angel'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SgjhrNDeBQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ih8pz76gGaM/s72-c/P5100028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2214477500751173514</id><published>2009-04-24T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:45:12.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SfJrCP29F8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/MoPabbmB9mw/s1600-h/P4240012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SfJrCP29F8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/MoPabbmB9mw/s200/P4240012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328438995493656514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SfJrB5UbNMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EC7w9ybPlfU/s1600-h/P4240007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SfJrB5UbNMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EC7w9ybPlfU/s200/P4240007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328438989443249346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bath was a little cramped tonight. Apparently, Jack will be joining me during bath time from here on out. He has a big bed he lays in while he's taking his bath which seems vaguely familiar to me for some reason. It was actually pretty fun, and I actually got to help clean his feet. &lt;div&gt;Everything is going well here~mom and dad make things fun for us, and we've been spending a lot of time outside, which makes me happier than anything (besides my grandmas). I've been real good to my mom and dad because they seem really tired recently. Not me! I'm on the move constantly. C'mon summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2214477500751173514?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2214477500751173514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2214477500751173514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2214477500751173514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2214477500751173514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/04/bathtime.html' title='Bathtime'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SfJrCP29F8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/MoPabbmB9mw/s72-c/P4240012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8604161047458477828</id><published>2009-04-17T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:32:52.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...Jack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuyYVr68I/AAAAAAAAAPU/UsDLBeBRsDY/s1600-h/P4160062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuyYVr68I/AAAAAAAAAPU/UsDLBeBRsDY/s200/P4160062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325698739915713474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuySvlYyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/g5vY_9_1dWg/s1600-h/P4160057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuySvlYyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/g5vY_9_1dWg/s200/P4160057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325698738413724450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuyKmNHhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/6aCYFttYYAs/s1600-h/P4150043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuyKmNHhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/6aCYFttYYAs/s200/P4150043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325698736226901522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Seiux6R2b6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/QtMPEaMzA9o/s1600-h/P4150038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/Seiux6R2b6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/QtMPEaMzA9o/s200/P4150038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325698731846561698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of my best bud, Jack. He is my little brother who my mom and dad brought home on March 31. So far it's been pretty fun having him around. It took me a few days to warm up to him, but I quickly realized that my life hasn't changed much from having him here, although I'm not sure how I feel about my Grandmas holding and loving on him. Now, I like to come up to him while mom's feeding him and pat him on the head. Sometimes I try to give him kisses and hugs, although the hugs end up being headbutts. After those, mom and dad quickly find me something else to do. &lt;div&gt;It seems like mom and dad are doing well. Mom seems super happy to not have a big belly, and dad is happier not to have to rub mom's feet every night. Life is good here at the Breeding's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8604161047458477828?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8604161047458477828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8604161047458477828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8604161047458477828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8604161047458477828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducingjack.html' title='Introducing...Jack!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeiuyYVr68I/AAAAAAAAAPU/UsDLBeBRsDY/s72-c/P4160062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6506116426742660385</id><published>2009-04-13T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:41:04.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdCZTfseI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7EiBHP0sZu8/s1600-h/P4080014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdCZTfseI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7EiBHP0sZu8/s200/P4080014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324201480215835106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdCEfDR-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/voLFX56br_g/s1600-h/P4080012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdCEfDR-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/voLFX56br_g/s200/P4080012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324201474627160034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdB1S4r1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/FcxaSmY1fk4/s1600-h/P4080010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdB1S4r1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/FcxaSmY1fk4/s200/P4080010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324201470549602130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long. Things have been a little crazy around here. Jack made his appearance on March 31, and ever since then, I have been doing all I can to remain mom and dad's #1. It's been a little hard-I think I might have to share from here on out. &lt;div&gt;Last week, dad stayed home from work and we took a long wagon ride down to the park. We packed a lunch and ate sandwiches and played. I think my mom was a little disappointed that I only ate a bite of my peanut butter sandwich, but there were so many fun things to do. I watched kids play and studies the fine art of tantrum throwing (I picked up a few good tips). Jack was kind of a party pooper. He stayed covered up and slept the entire time. I can't wait for him to get bigger so that we can play at the park together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6506116426742660385?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6506116426742660385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6506116426742660385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6506116426742660385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6506116426742660385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-park.html' title='Day at the Park'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SeNdCZTfseI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7EiBHP0sZu8/s72-c/P4080014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6350273245847289446</id><published>2009-03-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:16:36.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Rh1xcdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/du8jz4o_3Bw/s1600-h/P3140006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Rh1xcdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/du8jz4o_3Bw/s200/P3140006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314931648164306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Q2SvRMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iFN8kHqMwAc/s1600-h/P3170021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Q2SvRMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iFN8kHqMwAc/s200/P3170021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314919958496450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Qv-Ud-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/f6jvwXVK1o4/s1600-h/P3150012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Qv-Ud-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/f6jvwXVK1o4/s200/P3150012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314918262241250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9QXfJEbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fFeW-GpxZmI/s1600-h/P3140002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9QXfJEbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/fFeW-GpxZmI/s200/P3140002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314314911689019826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day for three reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. It's St. Patrick's Day, which is so much fun. We made fun shamrock hats at Miss Sharon's today.&lt;br /&gt;2. It's my 15 month birthday today, which officially makes me a "big boy." I can't believe how fast time has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;3. My Aunt Kelley says that my baby brother will make his first appearance today. I guess he only has about 6 hours left to make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of me in my baseball cap-dad had a funny look in his eyes when I put this cap on-like he was day dreaming about something... Anyway, there's also a picture of my new ball machine that my friend, Paige, gave me. My parents FINALLY went to put batteries in it. The other picture is of me in my shamrock hat-pretty cute, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6350273245847289446?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6350273245847289446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6350273245847289446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6350273245847289446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6350273245847289446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ScA9Rh1xcdI/AAAAAAAAAOc/du8jz4o_3Bw/s72-c/P3140006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6425298910439173369</id><published>2009-03-10T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:57:55.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMis9QR-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7vEU_H_oj0E/s1600-h/P3100015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMis9QR-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7vEU_H_oj0E/s200/P3100015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311728075829954530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMia4K2ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JrsKT4YYdXE/s1600-h/P3090011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMia4K2ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JrsKT4YYdXE/s200/P3090011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311728070976788882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMiKxZXII/AAAAAAAAANs/YPxTdgYuL74/s1600-h/P3090002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMiKxZXII/AAAAAAAAANs/YPxTdgYuL74/s200/P3090002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311728066653412482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making up for lost time~and trying to keep you all updated on my life. Apparently, I am not going to be the focus of everyone's attention in the next few weeks. I am still a little under the weather, so early bedtimes and long naps are a must. I exert a lot of energy throwing fits when my mom and dad try to wipe my snotty, crusty nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do is to race to see the water fill up the tub for my bath. As soon as my dad rips my diaper off, I scurry into the bathroom to watch the water. The other night, I was so excited, I peed all over the side of the tub and on the rug. That was very liberating! I think I like this new way of going potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my friends from daycare. Do you notice something? Yup. As my cousin Noah would say-I'm girl trapped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6425298910439173369?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6425298910439173369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6425298910439173369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6425298910439173369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6425298910439173369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbcMis9QR-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/7vEU_H_oj0E/s72-c/P3100015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-470132712684443073</id><published>2009-03-07T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:37:57.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Races</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3PhowmJI/AAAAAAAAANk/LjUa800aQZQ/s1600-h/P3060030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3PhowmJI/AAAAAAAAANk/LjUa800aQZQ/s200/P3060030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310578756722661522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3PM-zN8I/AAAAAAAAANc/rcD4n88Cyp8/s1600-h/P3060026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3PM-zN8I/AAAAAAAAANc/rcD4n88Cyp8/s200/P3060026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310578751177963458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3OoGZf7I/AAAAAAAAANU/dun1lNuRBmI/s1600-h/P3050022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3OoGZf7I/AAAAAAAAANU/dun1lNuRBmI/s200/P3050022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310578741277720498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3OHEh1yI/AAAAAAAAANM/-FXdfEp00xc/s1600-h/P2160006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3OHEh1yI/AAAAAAAAANM/-FXdfEp00xc/s200/P2160006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310578732411508514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3Nl29j-I/AAAAAAAAANE/-EOYt3Wv2zM/s1600-h/P3020010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3Nl29j-I/AAAAAAAAANE/-EOYt3Wv2zM/s200/P3020010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310578723496234978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been so busy around here I haven't had time to update you all on my life these days. At the moment, I am taking a much needed nap, so I've instructed my secretary (my mom) to fill you all in. I am definitely earning my naps these days. I am all over the place. I can get from A to B in T minus 2 seconds, and although I'm not walking yet, I can most certainly make my way around the house. I have taken about 3 or 4 steps, but think it's fun to fall forward after that. I also have a fun game of headbutting the floor when I'm sitting on it, which backfired a little this morning with my first bloody nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad are doing good, staying really busy with work and lots of extra appointments. My mom is getting a huge lump in her midsection area-don't tell her I said so, but I think she's looking a little tired and pretty puffy. She does the same thing every night-she gets a bag of frozen broccoli and puts it on her feet. She also puts her feet in my bathwater alot, which I think is a little rude. My dad is just the same. He rubs mom's lump a lot with a loving look in his eyes. Oh, brother, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of the changes, my favorite things remain the same~milk, walks in my wagon, being outside, my grandmas, and my blanket. I also love to listen and dance to music, read books, sing songs, play chase, throw and receive balls, and play peek a boo. I hope you all are well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-470132712684443073?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/470132712684443073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=470132712684443073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/470132712684443073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/470132712684443073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-to-races.html' title='Off to the Races'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SbL3PhowmJI/AAAAAAAAANk/LjUa800aQZQ/s72-c/P3060030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8491952706192871197</id><published>2009-02-05T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:49:33.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1jidsUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CegiA4PNTvY/s1600-h/P2030023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1jidsUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CegiA4PNTvY/s200/P2030023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299510626511335746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1XlIFJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7F-hFikga4g/s1600-h/P2030022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1XlIFJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7F-hFikga4g/s200/P2030022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299510623301276818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1IbwEQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LEd5vtM8kNU/s1600-h/P2030021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1IbwEQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LEd5vtM8kNU/s200/P2030021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299510619235422466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love growing up. It seems like recently, I've been doing some real "big boy" things. One thing I'm getting real good at is eating at the big table with my parents. They've been giving me different types of food that I can pick up myself and put in my mouth. Everytime I take bites myself, they both clap and say, "Yay for John!" I'm not sure what the big deal is. However, they always seem a little disappointed when they take me down only to find half of the food in my chair. I don't know why, I just think it's fun to stuff all that food down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is going pretty well, although some strange things are happening around here. My mom is moving real slow, and it looks a little different. My dad made a bed down in the basement bc he told me that mom needed a bed to herself. I guess she was keeping everyone up with her snoring and flopping around. And that mystery room that I talked about earlier is looking kindof different. It almost looks exactly like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for warm weather so that I am guarenteed a wagon ride EVERY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8491952706192871197?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8491952706192871197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8491952706192871197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8491952706192871197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8491952706192871197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/02/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SYuk1jidsUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CegiA4PNTvY/s72-c/P2030023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1929883017924086174</id><published>2009-01-18T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:32:48.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Fourteener</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49562ea1b1f6178a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49562ea1b1f6178a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887028%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8B08A54E9F58ADF69D5C70CACE847BCA5964741.40AB5A2B65382111AD2F8DC40686AE8BD1AB781E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49562ea1b1f6178a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7CPOITrpdEnNcAKjxKWqjjIFrZ8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49562ea1b1f6178a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887028%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8B08A54E9F58ADF69D5C70CACE847BCA5964741.40AB5A2B65382111AD2F8DC40686AE8BD1AB781E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49562ea1b1f6178a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7CPOITrpdEnNcAKjxKWqjjIFrZ8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a beautiful weekend here in Colorado and my parents said they wanted to take me hiking. I decided to practice a little inside before we tackle the outdoors. My favorite activity has changed in the past couple of days from walking with my walker to climbing up the stairs. My mom taught me how, and ever since, it's been awesome! I feel like such a big boy. I think my parents were a bit surprised. I always overhear them saying that I am a "slow learner." But really, I learn fun things quick and boring things slow. Examples of things I've taken a while to learn: eating, crawling, and saying words. Examples of things I've learned quickly: getting into cabinets, bathing in the tub, making a mess, pooping multiple times a day, and crawling up the stairs! Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here. My mom and dad have been spending lots of time in the room next to mine-painting, hanging curtains, and moving some of my old stuff in. They refer to it as "Jack's room." Who the heck is Jack? Anyway, we go in there periodically, and they have a dazed look on their faces. Whoever this thing is, he has a bed just like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1929883017924086174?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=49562ea1b1f6178a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1929883017924086174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1929883017924086174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1929883017924086174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1929883017924086174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-fourteener.html' title='My First Fourteener'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8051902605833936484</id><published>2009-01-02T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:00:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HxLyT-WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gVsBVTk4y50/s1600-h/PC310054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HxLyT-WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gVsBVTk4y50/s200/PC310054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741922882517346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HweXzTUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LrdiKIyJOa0/s1600-h/PC250043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HweXzTUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LrdiKIyJOa0/s200/PC250043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741910691728706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HvmxpmGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oJI1PknifoA/s1600-h/PC230021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HvmxpmGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oJI1PknifoA/s200/PC230021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741895767758946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5Hvd4vkKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XgDCn7P6Sc8/s1600-h/PC200009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5Hvd4vkKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XgDCn7P6Sc8/s200/PC200009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741893381591202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure have had lots of fun this break with my mom and dad. We've done all sorts of things together as a family. To start it all off, we went up to Loveland to celebrate Christmas with my mom's side of the family. I was so excited because I got to see my cousin, Owen, AND my cousin Brody, from Maui! He was so nice-he talked to me a little about living by the beach and how chill life is. I have only been to Maui once, but I was only a little bean in my mom's tummy. We basically sat around and enjoyed eachother's company, until some guy in a funny red suit came down the stairs yelling, ho, ho, ho-and then I flipped. That was one of the scariest experiences in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we celebrated Christmas in the Springs. We got to go to my Nana's and hang out with Livi and Quinn. I got a whole load of presents. The next day, we went to my Grandma and Papa's house and stayed there for 2 nights. I got to see Owen again and showed him how to throw tantrums by making it difficult to change my diaper and throw food on the floor. I can't wait to teach him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, we traveled up to Broomfield to see my beautiful Paige (I call her Paiger). She is getting so pretty. She shared all of her new Christmas toys with me and we got to go swimming at her neighborhood pool. Mom and Dad put me to bed while they ate crab and prime rib with all of their friends. I made a resolution to try harder at a few things: crawling (I can do that now!), eating new things (my mom and dad have been feeding me chips and salsa, guacalmole, and tortillas with cheese), and being a little more friendly. I am perfecting the art of "flirting." I know that 2009 will be so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8051902605833936484?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8051902605833936484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8051902605833936484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8051902605833936484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8051902605833936484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SV5HxLyT-WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gVsBVTk4y50/s72-c/PC310054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7121816367337960773</id><published>2008-12-17T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:04:06.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvjcDiTbI/AAAAAAAAAME/0F3J8bGJWF0/s1600-h/PC140030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvjcDiTbI/AAAAAAAAAME/0F3J8bGJWF0/s200/PC140030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945061429923250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvjJMHXKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/B0ysfBnAoHk/s1600-h/PC140021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvjJMHXKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/B0ysfBnAoHk/s200/PC140021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945056365632674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmviSuHuHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Su111srOQVQ/s1600-h/PC140014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmviSuHuHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Su111srOQVQ/s200/PC140014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945041744312434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmviIwzEKI/AAAAAAAAALs/BFPaom3frqQ/s1600-h/PC140009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmviIwzEKI/AAAAAAAAALs/BFPaom3frqQ/s200/PC140009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945039071187106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvhx2Y3YI/AAAAAAAAALk/iBjt1cA0asM/s1600-h/PC130007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvhx2Y3YI/AAAAAAAAALk/iBjt1cA0asM/s200/PC130007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945032920620418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like this birthday stuff. I felt pretty special today. To start the day, my mom AND dad came to get me from my crib. They sang to me and gave me so many kisses! Then, my Grandma came to play with me. Instead of staying home all day, we ventured out to Target, which I loved. P.S.-Noah, I know what you're getting for Christmas! To end the day, we went out to my favorite place to eat where I got bites of my dad's Philly sandwich and my mom's chicken-YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My party was fun, too. I think I got what they call "spoiled." Everyone gave me great gifts and I got to eat my first taste of cake. My mom made cupcakes and dad told her what to write on them. Apparently what it said on my cake referenced some other John that my dad loves a lot, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this has been an amazing first year. I can't believe how big I am and frankly, how cute I have become. I can't believe what a monkey I looked like a year ago! All of the people who love me have taught me a lot and I think they will all play a part in my next year of FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7121816367337960773?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7121816367337960773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7121816367337960773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7121816367337960773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7121816367337960773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SUmvjcDiTbI/AAAAAAAAAME/0F3J8bGJWF0/s72-c/PC140030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7883063919234242280</id><published>2008-12-09T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:48:17.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OyICTKlI/AAAAAAAAALc/u9vn01a8N8s/s1600-h/PC060026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OyICTKlI/AAAAAAAAALc/u9vn01a8N8s/s200/PC060026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277953542614886994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OxxSY7CI/AAAAAAAAALU/-CGcLV9GhGM/s1600-h/PC060015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OxxSY7CI/AAAAAAAAALU/-CGcLV9GhGM/s200/PC060015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277953536508357666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8Oxnz-ASI/AAAAAAAAALM/zr3552hfJfc/s1600-h/PC060011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8Oxnz-ASI/AAAAAAAAALM/zr3552hfJfc/s200/PC060011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277953533964845346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OxfzuI0I/AAAAAAAAALE/nrKosfK2RPo/s1600-h/PB290003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OxfzuI0I/AAAAAAAAALE/nrKosfK2RPo/s200/PB290003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277953531816321858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really enjoyed this winter stuff. It brings white fluffs that fall from the sky and visitors. I love looking out the window and watching it snow. I also love when my mom opens the door and lets the cold air blow in my face. It feels different, but I think I like it. Apparently it will be this type of weather that will prevent me from ever having a birthday party at the park. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Paige, and her parents came down to visit and bring me my first birthday present. I got to open up my own little firetruck to ride on and push. We had fun and I did a good job at sharing my toys. I'm practicing for when my little brother arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my last week as a 0 year old. It's been great growing up and I'm getting really excited for my birthday party. My parents put up a big pretty tree that's all lit up for it and everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7883063919234242280?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7883063919234242280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7883063919234242280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7883063919234242280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7883063919234242280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-fun.html' title='Winter Fun'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/ST8OyICTKlI/AAAAAAAAALc/u9vn01a8N8s/s72-c/PC060026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6538571233381569064</id><published>2008-11-28T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:35:49.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_lfElj9UI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0g5TyC7BweA/s1600-h/PB270023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_lfElj9UI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0g5TyC7BweA/s200/PB270023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273686010644133186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_le_I_v_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/tUJc0lpFI90/s1600-h/PB270019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_le_I_v_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/tUJc0lpFI90/s200/PB270019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273686009182142450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_leq4_qUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cZx69W3Pkzs/s1600-h/PB270007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_leq4_qUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cZx69W3Pkzs/s200/PB270007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273686003746318658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great first Thanksgiving. I was able to see all sorts of family including my cousins Owen, Olivia, and Quinn, all my Aunts and Uncles, and my Grandparents. I even got to talk to Brody, Aunt Kelley and Uncle Joe in Hawaii! I think I like this holiday stuff! I also met some furry friends. My Uncle John's dog, Davis, really liked when I fed him Goldfish crackers. Being with him helped me decide what I really want for Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6538571233381569064?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6538571233381569064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6538571233381569064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6538571233381569064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6538571233381569064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SS_lfElj9UI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0g5TyC7BweA/s72-c/PB270023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-475724509333798905</id><published>2008-11-23T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:06:01.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZRGlO1AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dxY-_J9yqkA/s1600-h/John+William+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZRGlO1AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dxY-_J9yqkA/s200/John+William+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054095405831170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZQr2BXUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QJQQuSsKDoA/s1600-h/DSCF0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZQr2BXUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QJQQuSsKDoA/s200/DSCF0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054088228494658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZPBphc-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Cuz-jomLC4U/s1600-h/DSCF0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZPBphc-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Cuz-jomLC4U/s200/DSCF0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272054059721913314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since mom and dad have temporarily misplaced (cross your fingers, please) their camera, I thought it would be a good chance for us to look back on the past year. I was looking at all of my old pictures, and started to understand why my Grandma always laughed when she saw me~I looked like a little monkey! I still think I was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. I love being with my family, and I can't wait to see my cousin, Owen. Hopefully he can sit up so that we can study each other for endless hours. My dad says the boys will continue their tradition of watching the CU game over beers and wings-I can't wait!--I think I will be included. ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-475724509333798905?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/475724509333798905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=475724509333798905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/475724509333798905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/475724509333798905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/11/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SSoZRGlO1AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dxY-_J9yqkA/s72-c/John+William+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6506404396068992550</id><published>2008-11-14T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:45:06.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SR4pnXJt1cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/X89YnCgOojw/s1600-h/PB050001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SR4pnXJt1cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/X89YnCgOojw/s200/PB050001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268694370276464066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my mom and dad went to go see whatever is in my mom's belly while my Nana watched me. They came back with news that "it's a boy." I am starting to understand what that means and it has already created some changes in my household. First, my mom and dad excitedly told me this morning that I was going to have a brother. Supposedly, I should be excited about this. Second, my mom already has started taking stuff out of MY room and putting it in the one next door. There seems to be quite a big pile accumulating in that vacant room. Third, my dad is completely giddy. He is acting like a 3 year old, if I do say so myself. He told my mom that his dream has come true.&lt;br /&gt;My mom told my dad that she's excited that she won't have to fight the princess garb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have been staying busy. I do a new trick where I scoot in a circle on my bottom, and I continue to love to stand to play. I really hate when I fall and even when I fall on a soft surface I throw a complete fit. Someone always comes running to my rescue. I am looking forward to warm weather again-I hate not getting to go outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6506404396068992550?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6506404396068992550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6506404396068992550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6506404396068992550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6506404396068992550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy???'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SR4pnXJt1cI/AAAAAAAAAKM/X89YnCgOojw/s72-c/PB050001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-499320530602634010</id><published>2008-11-02T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:28:28.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HDfWZKPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ejgqil8bRhs/s1600-h/PA310022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HDfWZKPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ejgqil8bRhs/s200/PA310022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264082402234935538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HDDjx6qI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xIzlUABve54/s1600-h/PA310014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HDDjx6qI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xIzlUABve54/s200/PA310014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264082394774891170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HCV3zs6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zbSKYLX_5P0/s1600-h/PA310011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HCV3zs6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/zbSKYLX_5P0/s200/PA310011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264082382510863266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HCDcVzRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e8H9xQRwW0g/s1600-h/PA300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HCDcVzRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e8H9xQRwW0g/s200/PA300006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264082377563819282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my first Halloween was a hit. My mom dragged it out for quite a while by dressing me in Halloween themed clothes practically all week. I didn't mind much only because I got a lot of extra attention from lots of different people. I guess we didn't do the traditional Halloween activities, seeing how we ended up at a bar for dinner. Yup, you guessed it...I was the only baby in the bar. My mom and dad tortured me by dressing me up in my Tigger costume while we were there. I do have to say I had fun. I played with and dropped approximately 60 Cheerios on the floor and chewed on cucumbers while my mom and dad ate  as fast as they could. I swear, I don' know why they're always in a rush when they're eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend has been so nice. I love the nice weather, and it's nice not being stuck in an airport this Sunday. I'm ready for the week to be over to find out who our next President will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-499320530602634010?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/499320530602634010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=499320530602634010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/499320530602634010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/499320530602634010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQ3HDfWZKPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ejgqil8bRhs/s72-c/PA310022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7409780276799681550</id><published>2008-10-28T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:35:30.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe90I-usAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/z187MVU-cy4/s1600-h/PA260039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe90I-usAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/z187MVU-cy4/s200/PA260039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262383393067151362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe9zzyL7YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xz6L3OL6XKE/s1600-h/PA240035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe9zzyL7YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xz6L3OL6XKE/s200/PA240035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262383387377397122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rest of the pictures-&lt;br /&gt;All of the Mesa State Boys-John's the one in the tie!&lt;br /&gt;My "bed" on the floor of the airport-my blanket was black by the end of the day and my mom said I smelled like a homeless person-how rude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7409780276799681550?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7409780276799681550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7409780276799681550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7409780276799681550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7409780276799681550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/10/nyc-take-2.html' title='NYC Take 2'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe90I-usAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/z187MVU-cy4/s72-c/PA260039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7838932764069626166</id><published>2008-10-28T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:31:00.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8xEpC7rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JgzRo9kpK_c/s1600-h/PA240034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8xEpC7rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JgzRo9kpK_c/s200/PA240034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262382240851226290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wmLDvKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VNctAeORbFU/s1600-h/PA240027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wmLDvKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VNctAeORbFU/s200/PA240027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262382232672386210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wa3uFGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2vITZWPaXQI/s1600-h/PA240023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wa3uFGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2vITZWPaXQI/s200/PA240023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262382229638485090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wFVXLiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1BhvqNVedlY/s1600-h/PA230016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8wFVXLiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1BhvqNVedlY/s200/PA230016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262382223857233442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8v_jDThI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Bb_GtglMzOs/s1600-h/PA170011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8v_jDThI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Bb_GtglMzOs/s200/PA170011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262382222304038418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have time? This might be a long one. I just experienced lots of new things this weekend. My mom, dad and I traveled to New York for John Trumble's wedding. We left on Thursday and returned (or were supposed to return) on Sunday-more on that later. The plane ride there was hard. My ears felt weird and I spent a lot of the time crying. I think I made my mom cry, too. We stayed in the same hotel as the Gilpatrick's, which was nice bc I got to see Paige in her pretty pj's. We did lots of walking around the city, and even rode this bus that was underground. You can see in the picture how I felt about that. The wedding was nice. Dimpy, the bride, was beautiful. My parents got to go do fun stuff at night while TJ's mom, Betsy, watched Paige and I. She was super, and I liked her alot! She moved real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the crazy part. We were supposed to leave out of NYC at 8 on Sunday morning, but ended up not being able to leave until 9 that night. Something about our plane getting struck by lightning. We were in the airport for 16 hours! I didn't sleep all day, but ended up crashing on the floor around 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few things that I learned on this trip:&lt;br /&gt;#1: There aren't many people my size in New York City&lt;br /&gt;#2: Always overpack when traveling so that you don't run out of food and diapers like my mom did.&lt;br /&gt;#3: I love my life and Colorado! I was so happy to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like my NYC kicks that Grandma bought me? Pretty stylish, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7838932764069626166?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7838932764069626166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7838932764069626166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7838932764069626166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7838932764069626166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-york-baby.html' title='New York, Baby'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SQe8xEpC7rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JgzRo9kpK_c/s72-c/PA240034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4794887125177007440</id><published>2008-10-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:30:08.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning is Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihWxDzr-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/uNbQCwN7tPI/s1600-h/PA160003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihWxDzr-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/uNbQCwN7tPI/s200/PA160003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258129977453555682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihXV7VkvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7lA0AKO2UUw/s1600-h/PA160005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihXV7VkvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7lA0AKO2UUw/s200/PA160005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258129987350139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihYFb4g9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_sdG4W-_glI/s1600-h/PA160006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihYFb4g9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_sdG4W-_glI/s200/PA160006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258130000103113682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihYwZ9PAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZcPQ2xAsieI/s1600-h/PA160008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihYwZ9PAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZcPQ2xAsieI/s200/PA160008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258130011637758978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess with two teachers as parents, I better start believing that learning is fun. I am really learning how to pick up food with my little fingers to feed myself. My mom usually puts Cheerios on my tray, but yesterday, she put some peas. I love to smoosh them with my pointer finger and then put them in my mouth. As you can see, this takes a lot of concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Olivia, came over to visit. She read a book about cats to my dad and I. I don't think I like cats, but I really liked listening to her read. TGIF!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4794887125177007440?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4794887125177007440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4794887125177007440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4794887125177007440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4794887125177007440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/10/learning-is-fun.html' title='Learning is Fun!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPihWxDzr-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/uNbQCwN7tPI/s72-c/PA160003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-980208480642066171</id><published>2008-10-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:52:53.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG5e9MFNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rn7ggJlZQKE/s1600-h/PA150004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG5e9MFNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rn7ggJlZQKE/s200/PA150004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257749043354539218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG5o67uNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lqed60V1Aw4/s1600-h/PA150007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG5o67uNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lqed60V1Aw4/s200/PA150007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257749046029433042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG573HjJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/k-e5la5J0Pw/s1600-h/PA150013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG573HjJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/k-e5la5J0Pw/s200/PA150013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257749051113704594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG6AmjoMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wd2MnpwTpW4/s1600-h/PA150021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG6AmjoMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wd2MnpwTpW4/s200/PA150021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257749052386418882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all of the harassment that my mom was getting from Uncle TJay, I decided I should probably make some time for a new post today. It's just, we have been so busy! My mom and dad have been on their 2 week October break, which has been real fun. I haven't really had time to update everyone because honestly, I feel like I'm really behind on a lot of things. I have finally gotten the hang of eating real food, but there are a few things I'm still lagging on. I still don't know how to crawl, and even though my doctor says it's fine, my mom keeps having people tell her I won't be able to learn how to read if I don't crawl-ug! My mom wants me to start using a sippy cup, but all I want to do when I get my hands on it is chew on it. I've just been so busy getting more teeth. I'm working on 3 more right now, and my mouth is constantly a slobbery mess. I can still fill a diaper and I cause quite a scene when we're out to eat, but I guess that's considered "normal" for a 10 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little stressed right now, only because I am meeting up with my girlfriend, Paige, in New York City next week, and I'm afraid she's going to be bigger than me. I already have been embarassed by my 4 month old cousin, Owen, who was only 1 pound lighter than me when I saw him 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my dad is trying to teach me how to play "catch," but apparently I'm behind on that, too. Atleast I'm super cute, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-980208480642066171?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/980208480642066171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=980208480642066171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/980208480642066171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/980208480642066171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SPdG5e9MFNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rn7ggJlZQKE/s72-c/PA150004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2096525683074358406</id><published>2008-09-28T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:03:49.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathtime and Great Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OueKhIUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jVVUu1KMlAA/s1600-h/P9230002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OueKhIUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jVVUu1KMlAA/s200/P9230002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251072619559592258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OuTcR22I/AAAAAAAAAHc/iClBGZi1f1g/s1600-h/P9230008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OuTcR22I/AAAAAAAAAHc/iClBGZi1f1g/s200/P9230008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251072616681298786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OulCRlyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kbSFYzcsZw8/s1600-h/P9270013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OulCRlyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kbSFYzcsZw8/s200/P9270013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251072621404067618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-Ou-g55hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LsdfZAhCa-U/s1600-h/P9270014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-Ou-g55hI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LsdfZAhCa-U/s200/P9270014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251072628243424786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved going to visit my great grandma even more than I love bathtime, if you can believe it. My parents joined me for a trip up to Denver on Saturday to visit my great grandma. We had lunch with her and her friends and then spent some time in her apartment. It sure was a fancy lunch. I had a few bites of cornbread and chicken. It was pretty good, but not nearly as fun as meeting all of the new people. It was crazy! All of the new people had white hair and fun things they walked behind, kindof like a toy I have! Great Grandma was so happy to see me and made me real happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I still love bathtime. I can be as grumpy as can be, but when bathtime rolls around, I am so happy. I am a little embarassed at the photos that mom included this time, but since I don't know how to upload photos yet, that's usually her job-ug. I do have to say, nice butt, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2096525683074358406?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2096525683074358406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2096525683074358406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2096525683074358406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2096525683074358406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/09/bathtime-and-great-grandma.html' title='Bathtime and Great Grandma'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SN-OueKhIUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jVVUu1KMlAA/s72-c/P9230002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-5163275843340601734</id><published>2008-09-21T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:05:54.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaZk7l8ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WgJo4t1SpW8/s1600-h/P9200006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaZk7l8ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WgJo4t1SpW8/s200/P9200006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552179947925906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaZ_0VtsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ubMAYqrH-kE/s1600-h/P9200009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaZ_0VtsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ubMAYqrH-kE/s200/P9200009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552187165259458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaaQpgsnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_ekMvNQAD48/s1600-h/P9200011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaaQpgsnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_ekMvNQAD48/s200/P9200011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552191683244658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaai9GMmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h5v1AHRjL0A/s1600-h/P9200014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaai9GMmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h5v1AHRjL0A/s200/P9200014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552196597232226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaa1AqD0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XoGogq-VBfM/s1600-h/P9200017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaa1AqD0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XoGogq-VBfM/s200/P9200017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552201444003650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, do I have a great family. I was so happy to see my Aunt Tera and Uncle John, along with Baby Owen. Can you believe how big he is? He's almost as big as me, and I'm a BIG BOY~atleast that's what my mom says all of the time. I played with cousin Noah, Aunt Kelli and Aunt Lindsay, and of course, my Grandma and Papa. Tessa took good care of me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is great! I have been really hungry recently. I am starting to really enjoy mealtime. I eat food that smells like what my mom and dad eat, but it's still pretty mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being with my family~they really spoil me, which is fine with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-5163275843340601734?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/5163275843340601734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=5163275843340601734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5163275843340601734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5163275843340601734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-weekend.html' title='Family Weekend'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SNaaZk7l8ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WgJo4t1SpW8/s72-c/P9200006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-5332750945629645306</id><published>2008-09-13T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T08:53:54.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCHUhH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ROq-aszwL20/s1600-h/P9080003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCHUhH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ROq-aszwL20/s200/P9080003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245534716955795394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCfi3H1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/qIMgmyJVEYQ/s1600-h/P9120005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCfi3H1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/qIMgmyJVEYQ/s200/P9120005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245534723458408274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCpGkNhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a2rCuuStKpY/s1600-h/P9120009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCpGkNhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a2rCuuStKpY/s200/P9120009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245534726024082962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here at the Breeding household. Dad is gone all weekend to party with the boys in Breckenridge for his friend, John's, bachelor party. I wish I was there hangin' with the boys. Instead, my mom is taking me to a jewelry party this morning-ug! I might just take an extra long nap so that we are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait until next weekend when my Aunt Tera and Uncle John bring my cousin, Owen, down. We haven't had any male bonding time, so I'm super pumped. They are all coming for my Papa's birthday party-whatever that means. Anything to celebrate Papa is fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dad, but apparently, "guy time" is a must. Being with mom isn't too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-5332750945629645306?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/5332750945629645306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=5332750945629645306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5332750945629645306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5332750945629645306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-dad.html' title='Missing Dad'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMviCHUhH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ROq-aszwL20/s72-c/P9080003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8739301597342700516</id><published>2008-09-07T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:43:49.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2qFMzwyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WzHGsicv3xo/s1600-h/P9060002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2qFMzwyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WzHGsicv3xo/s200/P9060002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243305594000229154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2qtf3kEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RD1rPILp1t0/s1600-h/P9060004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2qtf3kEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RD1rPILp1t0/s200/P9060004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243305604817588290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2q-nHXbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sjOIIiDkTqQ/s1600-h/P9060008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2q-nHXbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sjOIIiDkTqQ/s200/P9060008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243305609411386802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad are starting to get me all bundled up when we go outside these days. Sure does make all of the safety belts tight. I guess a new season is rolling around. My cousin, Brody, is going to be in for a shock when he discovers that the days aren't always filled with warmth and sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good week for us. On Thursday night, I slept from 6:30 all the way to 5:15. It reminded my parents of when I was 4 months old~ I used to do that sleeping straight through thing when I was little, but I've smartened up a bit. I can't believe that my parents come join me at night when I cry a little. It's really fun. I cry, they come in and love on me, and then I go back to sleep. I try to see if it works a few times a night. Recently, though, they've been letting me cry for a LONG time. They close both doors, and turn the fan on in their room so they can't hear me-how RUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you all know that Air Force beat Wyoming last night? Sorry, Uncle T, maybe next year...but probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8739301597342700516?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8739301597342700516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8739301597342700516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8739301597342700516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8739301597342700516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SMP2qFMzwyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WzHGsicv3xo/s72-c/P9060002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1937773957928050620</id><published>2008-09-01T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:57:57.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLxzWefu2zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cr1IJyKXYv8/s1600-h/P8310001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLxzWefu2zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cr1IJyKXYv8/s200/P8310001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190896332888882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLxzW6PGYGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/THPMq5ofLak/s1600-h/P8310002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLxzW6PGYGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/THPMq5ofLak/s200/P8310002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241190903779319906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did something very exciting. I traveled up to a place called Woodland Park and ate at a joint called the Donut Mill with my mom, dad, Aunt Lindsay and cousin Noah. Apparently, I had eaten there before when I was living in my mom's tummy. This place was great. My mom ate 2 huge donuts, and dad ate a donut and plate of biscuits and gravy. It looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home, I took a nap, and then we went out on another adventure. We stopped at a gas station and my mom went into a place called Popeyes. They were out of what my mom and dad were looking for, so they traveled to another Popeyes to get this chicken wrap thing. It wasn't even meal time! I can't believe how many people think my mom's a health nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Labor Day~I'm looking forward to many more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1937773957928050620?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1937773957928050620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1937773957928050620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1937773957928050620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1937773957928050620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLxzWefu2zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cr1IJyKXYv8/s72-c/P8310001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1399665724362904629</id><published>2008-08-31T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:00:05.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGP4pve7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZN2ZGqLMcKk/s1600-h/P8310001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGP4pve7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZN2ZGqLMcKk/s200/P8310001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789461350972338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGQg8A8yI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4zbQSw1vXA4/s1600-h/P8310005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGQg8A8yI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4zbQSw1vXA4/s200/P8310005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789472165032738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGQ2I3m5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/XjGP5vVSzbo/s1600-h/P8310008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGQ2I3m5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/XjGP5vVSzbo/s200/P8310008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789477856091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a nice weekend so far. I have a cold, so I'm a little testy, but my mom and dad know just how to make me feel better. My dad played with me in the grass today and that made me happy. My mom was off taking a nap again~man, she's been lazy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went downtown on Thursday afternoon to a doctor's office. My Nana came and stayed with me in the lobby while my mom and dad went into a room. They came out with new pictures of the baby. It seems to be as big as a grape, which I don't think seems that big. It sure has a lot of growing to do, and with all of the food that mom's been eating, it won't be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to have mom and dad home for a long weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1399665724362904629?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1399665724362904629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1399665724362904629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1399665724362904629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1399665724362904629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLsGP4pve7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZN2ZGqLMcKk/s72-c/P8310001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1693754659080197654</id><published>2008-08-24T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:15:47.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLF7DwbpLwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OZMeNNXUgA4/s1600-h/P8220005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLF7DwbpLwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OZMeNNXUgA4/s200/P8220005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238103146079268610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLF7EfNTUUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/k9leuAdieow/s1600-h/P8220009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLF7EfNTUUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/k9leuAdieow/s200/P8220009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238103158635581762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I look like a big boy? I like sitting up and look at all of my teeth! I am growing real fast. We've had  a nice weekend. Aunt Lindsay came over on Saturday to visit, and that was fun. She fake coughed like me, and it made me laugh. Today, we are going on our Sunday errands (Costco and Target-woo hoo!) and then having some people over for a draft party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma is leaving today for Ft. Collins. She is going to be up there all week to watch my cousin, Owen. I'm sad that she'll be gone, but happy that Owen gets to witness all of her silliness. I get one extra day with Nana, and one day with Grandma Cheryl. It should be a good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1693754659080197654?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1693754659080197654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1693754659080197654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1693754659080197654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1693754659080197654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SLF7DwbpLwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OZMeNNXUgA4/s72-c/P8220005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-229228269673409789</id><published>2008-08-21T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:53:24.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SK4NzGzU9EI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NE7ZX6e7dpE/s1600-h/P8030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SK4NzGzU9EI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NE7ZX6e7dpE/s200/P8030004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237138588328850498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SK4NzMT_QrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/i1V9VLkr-k8/s1600-h/IMG_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SK4NzMT_QrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/i1V9VLkr-k8/s200/IMG_2355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237138589808018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK, here's the news...my mom's pregnant. I don't entirely know what that means, but I have been told that the result will take a lot of the attention away from me. I'm sure you know how that makes me feel. I'm already a little mad. Supposedly, this little bean inside my mom is making her tired and sick. I don't think that's nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad told me that they are going to find out if it is a boy or girl to help me prepare a little. I have already decided that I am not going to share any of my stuff, so it doesn't really matter to me. Dad seems super excited, but for some reason, mom has a terrified look in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These pictures are a little old, but I liked them bc I look really cute. I wanted to remind everyone that I was the 1st cute Baby Breeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-229228269673409789?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/229228269673409789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=229228269673409789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/229228269673409789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/229228269673409789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SK4NzGzU9EI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NE7ZX6e7dpE/s72-c/P8030004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-3851602515738110894</id><published>2008-08-17T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:39:33.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiai5kR4kI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2c68Nhj50_U/s1600-h/P8150008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiai5kR4kI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2c68Nhj50_U/s200/P8150008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235604491177419330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiaI6unujI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUZKKYz5GUE/s1600-h/P8150002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiaI6unujI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUZKKYz5GUE/s200/P8150002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235604044812630578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiaJJQTKgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9qURXEZYq7w/s1600-h/P8150003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiaJJQTKgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9qURXEZYq7w/s200/P8150003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235604048711985666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, it was another wonderful weekend, and wow, I've got my parents wrapped around my little wrinkly fingers. I think they believe that I'm getting my last 2 teeth. Whatever...all of the extra attention has been great! We didn't do a whole lot this weekend bc it was so rainy again. I played with my friends, Zoe and Quinn, and also got to see mom and dad's friend, Mike. Today, while dad was fishing, I went over to Grandma's to see Grandma, Papa, Aunt Lindsay, and Noah. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mom sure has been sleepy recently. She's also been eating weird things. I don't know...something strange is going on. I keep hearing them tell people something, and then the people either cry, or yell, and give lots of hugs. I hope to get to the bottom of this real soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-3851602515738110894?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/3851602515738110894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=3851602515738110894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3851602515738110894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/3851602515738110894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKiai5kR4kI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2c68Nhj50_U/s72-c/P8150008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-722692596561883861</id><published>2008-08-16T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:44:05.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbngr8sNmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6MURcp46CTU/s1600-h/P8120005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbngr8sNmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6MURcp46CTU/s200/P8120005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235126165603890786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbngy_jA8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/B8A9E3XxaLU/s1600-h/P8130006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbngy_jA8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/B8A9E3XxaLU/s200/P8130006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235126167494919106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbnhH4EI2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BSSmsSRyfss/s1600-h/P8130007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbnhH4EI2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BSSmsSRyfss/s200/P8130007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235126173100680034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbnhXUQRTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LKF95qxRR8I/s1600-h/P8130012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbnhXUQRTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LKF95qxRR8I/s200/P8130012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235126177245447474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It has been a good week. Can you believe that I am actually starting to like real food? I like squash a lot and even make a "mmmm" sound while I'm eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We went to concert in the park again on Wednesday night. We met our friends, the Halstens, and Chris, Stacey, and Gus (the dog). He makes me laugh~he drools a lot like me. I like concert in the park, even though it's past my bedtime. As you can see, I get pretty tired by the end. Isn't my friend, Ellie, pretty? She is real good at lots of things. She is teaching me how to have super effective tummy time even though she is 3 months younger than me. I like being with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-722692596561883861?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/722692596561883861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=722692596561883861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/722692596561883861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/722692596561883861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SKbngr8sNmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6MURcp46CTU/s72-c/P8120005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-8680273754586999225</id><published>2008-08-10T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:20:19.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Life Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ-TUX4fphI/AAAAAAAAADs/SRr4yVr9bSA/s1600-h/P8100001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ-TUX4fphI/AAAAAAAAADs/SRr4yVr9bSA/s200/P8100001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233063270245443090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom and dad are so great. They went to Home Depot and bought me my own race car swing. They remembered how much I loved it at the Dubas' house in Ft. Collins~I'm such a lucky boy. My dad attached it to the roof of the upstairs deck, and it's so high, that I can swing while watching over the neighborhood. I love it~it has taken over as my new favorite thing to do. I was so excited this morning at 7:00, that I made lots of noise, and probably woke up my neighbors. Oh well, who sleeps past 6 am anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4e042c68c14baa74" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e042c68c14baa74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887028%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DEDBD18A84C3D68DE22CA080A764EEADE845073.777EA90C0DBD4DFBAB69324BB54C64720CE2747E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e042c68c14baa74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR5iQCz7IqB_4uw9dfICfRbIWtLQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e042c68c14baa74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331887028%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DEDBD18A84C3D68DE22CA080A764EEADE845073.777EA90C0DBD4DFBAB69324BB54C64720CE2747E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e042c68c14baa74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR5iQCz7IqB_4uw9dfICfRbIWtLQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-8680273754586999225?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4e042c68c14baa74&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/8680273754586999225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=8680273754586999225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8680273754586999225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/8680273754586999225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/swing-life-away.html' title='Swing Life Away...'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ-TUX4fphI/AAAAAAAAADs/SRr4yVr9bSA/s72-c/P8100001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-2831286166368903416</id><published>2008-08-09T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:34:44.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Broncos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ3-6KwVLiI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q0V_c3nAFKc/s1600-h/P8090007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ3-6KwVLiI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q0V_c3nAFKc/s200/P8090007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232618617347321378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ3-6ZySbfI/AAAAAAAAADk/RlrmvVniYCw/s1600-h/P8090008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ3-6ZySbfI/AAAAAAAAADk/RlrmvVniYCw/s200/P8090008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232618621382061554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited. Tonight is the first pre-season game for my favorite team, the Denver Broncos. I don't know much about them yet, but my dad gets really mad when people around town don't support them. He says bad words to people who have other team's bumper stickers on their cars, and I've even heard him say he talked smack to kids at his school about them. My dad says that I am named after a guy who used to play for them~John Elway or something? I'm glad that the first game is tonight, although I think I'm going to miss it bc it's past my bedtime. Oh well, lots more to come. Go Broncos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-2831286166368903416?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/2831286166368903416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=2831286166368903416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2831286166368903416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/2831286166368903416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-broncos.html' title='Go Broncos!!!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJ3-6KwVLiI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q0V_c3nAFKc/s72-c/P8090007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7990085756825064860</id><published>2008-08-02T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:48:47.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend...Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJSP53mzLeI/AAAAAAAAADU/E83EhdfbTso/s1600-h/P7300002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJSP53mzLeI/AAAAAAAAADU/E83EhdfbTso/s200/P7300002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229963291625991650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something strange is happening...my parents are moving a lot quicker in the morning these days. Usually they  stay in their same sleep clothes for a few hours in the morning, but that past few days they have taken showers, put nice clothes on and they smell pretty clean. That's not really the strange part, though. The weird thing is that they leave all day while my Nana and Grandma watch me. When my mom gets home in the afternoon she is super affectionate with me-ug! And my dad acts really goofy and is all up in my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had fun with my Grandmas. Nana is really sweet and is very gentle with me. I like grabbing at her face. Grandma is crazy! She puts me in all sorts of places~man, she moves fast. I play a fun game with them when they try to feed me a bottle~I hate those things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The weekend is here, and I can't wait to see what my parents have in store for  me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7990085756825064860?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7990085756825064860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7990085756825064860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7990085756825064860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7990085756825064860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekendfinally.html' title='The Weekend...Finally!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SJSP53mzLeI/AAAAAAAAADU/E83EhdfbTso/s72-c/P7300002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4925248991280204799</id><published>2008-07-29T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:38:37.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Summer of Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI9HbrZsI7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KUt_fFqh2n0/s1600-h/P7250006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI9HbrZsI7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KUt_fFqh2n0/s200/P7250006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228476233232950194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI9Hb7GxMDI/AAAAAAAAADE/cgrTDxUzkvA/s1600-h/P7250005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI9Hb7GxMDI/AAAAAAAAADE/cgrTDxUzkvA/s200/P7250005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228476237448556594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow, teething stinks. Can you believe that I am 7 and a half months and I already have 6 teeth? It's really the only thing that I am ahead of the curve on. I feel like such a big boy. My mom told me that one day, I will loose all of these teeth and get new ones. Geese, all of this work for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4925248991280204799?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4925248991280204799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4925248991280204799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4925248991280204799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4925248991280204799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-of-teeth.html' title='The Summer of Teeth'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI9HbrZsI7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KUt_fFqh2n0/s72-c/P7250006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-5290047176435403142</id><published>2008-07-27T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:41:51.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI0Vx2DYfXI/AAAAAAAAACs/_u8smP8h1lI/s1600-h/P7260004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI0Vx2DYfXI/AAAAAAAAACs/_u8smP8h1lI/s200/P7260004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227858688514489714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI0VyN1Tc2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/f9sGjg8WXRw/s1600-h/P7260001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI0VyN1Tc2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/f9sGjg8WXRw/s200/P7260001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227858694897890146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This weekend, my parents and I traveled up to Broomfield to visit the Gilpatricks. It was awesome. I didn't make a peep in the car either way, and I know how happy that made my parents. We had a bbq on Saturday night and basically all hung out together at home, which was great. Paige had some really fun toys that she let me play with, and she even let me borrow her bathtub! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really love being with Paige and her parents. TJay is such a great guy, and my dad seems so happy when he's around him. I just can't believe how BIG he is! Tennyson is really nice, too, and super pretty. I love looking at her. I can't wait until Paige and I are a little bigger so that our parents don't have to fuss over us so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-5290047176435403142?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/5290047176435403142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=5290047176435403142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5290047176435403142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/5290047176435403142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SI0Vx2DYfXI/AAAAAAAAACs/_u8smP8h1lI/s72-c/P7260004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-6856417303082022046</id><published>2008-07-25T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:56:38.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2BoJ4FUI/AAAAAAAAACU/UIVvQzPp29w/s1600-h/P7240002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2BoJ4FUI/AAAAAAAAACU/UIVvQzPp29w/s200/P7240002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227120087847671106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2B3Q0dPI/AAAAAAAAACc/nGlswfo_TLw/s1600-h/P7240013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2B3Q0dPI/AAAAAAAAACc/nGlswfo_TLw/s200/P7240013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227120091903325426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2CPdv35I/AAAAAAAAACk/HZ08NtKDLVY/s1600-h/P7250016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2CPdv35I/AAAAAAAAACk/HZ08NtKDLVY/s200/P7250016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227120098400001938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the zoo for the first time with my mom, dad, Aunt Shelley, and cousins, Olivia and Quinn. Wow, what an adventure. It was really fun to see all of the silly animals. My favorite was the monkey house, although it made me confused when my mom referred to them as my cousins. I fell asleep on our way to the car and slept the whole way home, so when we got home, I was ready to play. My mom and dad seemed really sleepy. It always seems like we have opposite schedules. I can't wait to go back to the zoo soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-6856417303082022046?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/6856417303082022046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=6856417303082022046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6856417303082022046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/6856417303082022046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-zoo.html' title='Day at the Zoo'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SIp2BoJ4FUI/AAAAAAAAACU/UIVvQzPp29w/s72-c/P7240002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4413815709559518695</id><published>2008-07-21T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:30:29.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjlzHZdCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QF9b7hkBPXs/s1600-h/P7200005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjlzHZdCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QF9b7hkBPXs/s200/P7200005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225551706172519458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjmW07ZVI/AAAAAAAAACE/BREc70p9-Fg/s1600-h/P7200008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjmW07ZVI/AAAAAAAAACE/BREc70p9-Fg/s200/P7200008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225551715758728530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjmvfGZ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/hifFRiy4bnQ/s1600-h/P7200010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjmvfGZ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/hifFRiy4bnQ/s200/P7200010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225551722378061794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are a few things I really dislike. I really hate doing the same thing for more than 20 minutes. I'm not a huge fan of eating food that my mom makes me. I cringe when my dad sucks my nose after bath time. And I really don't like when people I don't know get right up in my face and tell me how cute I am. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are some things I really love. I have grown to love bath time. No matter what type of mood I'm in, "Nakey Snakey" time (bath time) is my favorite time of the day. Also, I really like watching little kids play. It makes me want to jump right out there and play along. I like being in the Bjorn with my dad, especially when we're outside together. Most of the time, I can look to my right, and my mom is right there beside us. I really like being scared right now~ "boo" games are the best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many of you have asked my parents what milestones I've hit. I don't know what that means. I do know that I still am perfectly content on my back on the floor, and don't really want to move at all~I guess one of these days, I'll make a move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4413815709559518695?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4413815709559518695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4413815709559518695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4413815709559518695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4413815709559518695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='Some of my favorite things...'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SITjlzHZdCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QF9b7hkBPXs/s72-c/P7200005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-4742402782858658553</id><published>2008-07-16T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:01:59.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SH6ZubZJkGI/AAAAAAAAABs/MgZuwupKfL0/s1600-h/P7140010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SH6ZubZJkGI/AAAAAAAAABs/MgZuwupKfL0/s200/P7140010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223781640702627938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SH6Zu-fuk-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/UjRsmfd6018/s1600-h/P7140019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SH6Zu-fuk-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/UjRsmfd6018/s200/P7140019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223781650125460450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This summer has been really great. One of the things that I will always remember about the summer of 2008 is the time of day right after my afternoon nap called "Happy Hour." I didn't call it that, I think my mom and dad did. Basically, my mom and dad would stick me in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hop and Pop&lt;/span&gt;, and place me somewhere in the garage or driveway. While I played, my mom and dad would get out their lawn chairs and  drink funny things out of pretty glasses and dark brown bottles. It was a super fun time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I keep overhearing them talking about going back to work. I think they're pretty sad about this. If they only knew how excited I was to hang out with my grandmas again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love my chunky legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-4742402782858658553?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/4742402782858658553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=4742402782858658553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4742402782858658553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/4742402782858658553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-hour.html' title='Happy Hour'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SH6ZubZJkGI/AAAAAAAAABs/MgZuwupKfL0/s72-c/P7140010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-7967716398542878306</id><published>2008-07-12T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T05:37:42.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2FFJqMI/AAAAAAAAABM/7Qnaa1t8C64/s1600-h/P7100001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2FFJqMI/AAAAAAAAABM/7Qnaa1t8C64/s200/P7100001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222309526082529474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2bV9jvI/AAAAAAAAABU/MMGxxtxd6-8/s1600-h/P7100003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2bV9jvI/AAAAAAAAABU/MMGxxtxd6-8/s200/P7100003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222309532058619634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2yRnheI/AAAAAAAAABc/iHkKLrKCOJk/s1600-h/P7100014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2yRnheI/AAAAAAAAABc/iHkKLrKCOJk/s200/P7100014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222309538214413794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We just returned from a trip to Fort Collins. I had so much fun seeing my cousin, Owen, my Aunt Tera and Uncle John and the Dubas family. I can't believe how well my Aunt and Uncle are doing~it's like they've been parents before!! It's just not the way I remember my mom and dad handling things after I was born~they were clueless! We all enjoyed being with family and friends. I love seeing Owen, but wow, he has so much to learn. Hopefully I can give him a few pointers. I think he's getting the hang of the crying thing (you know, cry to get what you want), but I still need to teach him about the night time parties and blowing out diapers in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go up again soon because I love watching Emma and Abby dance and play, and I love when Uncle John plays with me~I'm starting to understand why my mom and dad wanted to name me after him~he's a pretty cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-7967716398542878306?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/7967716398542878306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=7967716398542878306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7967716398542878306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/7967716398542878306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/fort-fun.html' title='Fort Fun'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHle2FFJqMI/AAAAAAAAABM/7Qnaa1t8C64/s72-c/P7100001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1144439133543495122</id><published>2008-07-09T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:26:10.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Cam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHVIsJKImiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/euwT0ND4ruI/s1600-h/P7090007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHVIsJKImiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/euwT0ND4ruI/s200/P7090007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221159266215828002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHVINOAMNeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/y6KLJ0FCm4s/s1600-h/P7090012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHVINOAMNeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/y6KLJ0FCm4s/s200/P7090012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221158734940354018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was very exciting. We ventured south of Austin Bluffs Parkway all the way down to the Olympic Training Center. My Uncle Cameron is on a cross country bike ride to raise money and awareness for people with disabilities, which I think is really nice. I am hoping he will teach me how to ride a bike someday soon, because I'm sick of laying on the floor all day! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While we were waiting for them to arrive, I hung out with my cousins, Quinn and Olivia. We looked around the OTC and I began to dream of Olympic gold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1144439133543495122?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1144439133543495122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1144439133543495122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1144439133543495122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1144439133543495122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/uncle-cam.html' title='Uncle Cam'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHVIsJKImiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/euwT0ND4ruI/s72-c/P7090007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-863784640803096141</id><published>2008-07-08T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:50:10.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHO2BHA7XiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U3K6-B8aOAs/s1600-h/P6290006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHO2BHA7XiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U3K6-B8aOAs/s200/P6290006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220716523231600162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the past 4 nights, I have hosted parties in my room from around 6:30 pm all the way until the morning. My parents try to put me to sleep early, but there's too much fun to be had. The funny part is when they finally get me back to sleep, they go back to their room, sit in bed together, and try to guess what is wrong with me. It's amazing how many guesses they've come up with. I guess they're getting sick of my parties, bc they're taking me into the doctor this afternoon to see if she knows what's wrong. What's so wrong with wanting to have a little fun at night? All for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-863784640803096141?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/863784640803096141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=863784640803096141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/863784640803096141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/863784640803096141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/party-time.html' title='Party Time!'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHO2BHA7XiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U3K6-B8aOAs/s72-c/P6290006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156749390428013871.post-1544034725067982180</id><published>2008-07-06T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:39:26.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHECCVTUatI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jG5gljoAVsw/s1600-h/P6240003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHECCVTUatI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jG5gljoAVsw/s320/P6240003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219955682200283858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my parents were getting pressure from paige's dad, TJay, to start a blog, so here it is. we are having a fun summer at home as a family taking walks, going to the pool, and sticking pretty close to our house. i am getting so big~almost 17 pounds! sounds big to me, at least, seeing how i was only 5 lbs when i was born. i have 2 cousins who are catching up to me. brody (2 months), who lives in maui, is almost 13 pounds, and owen in fort collins is almost 9-he hasn't even been alive more than a week! i really can't ask for a better summer. being at home with my parents, who basically let me run the show, is lots of fun. there are a few things that have been hard-they have been putting me in a big goofy chair to eat-they are feeding me green and orange things, which i hate. and i've been getting teeth practically all summer. i have 4 already, and i'm working on a few more right now. all for now, time for a nap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/156749390428013871-1544034725067982180?l=jdub5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/feeds/1544034725067982180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=156749390428013871&amp;postID=1544034725067982180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1544034725067982180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/156749390428013871/posts/default/1544034725067982180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdub5.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-of-08.html' title='Summer of &apos;08'/><author><name>J Dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816954780296337283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bUuo5o3kdE/SHECCVTUatI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jG5gljoAVsw/s72-c/P6240003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
